Zhuque smiled disdainfully, "Haha, Brother Song, it's not just our Zhu family who came here. Everyone depends on their own abilities. Only those who are capable can get the secret of the Xiao family!"

Song Peng shook his head, making a crunch, and then looked at Zhuque with a cold look. He even noticed the spring light that was exposed at the upper part of the bath towel, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Zhuque bounced the ash in his hand and raised his eyebrows, "Brother Song, if you wanted to do it, you would have done it long ago, why would you do it like this?"

While Zhuque spoke, he deliberately retreated his bath towel, making the spring light in front of him even more exposed.

Song Peng's blood was gushing.

Zhuque's weak and boneless hand gently patted the seat next to the sofa, and then said in a charming voice: "Brother Song, you're here, why not sit down and talk about the past, how about it?"

Song Peng was about to take a step forward, and shook his head in panic and tried his best to stay awake.

He almost caught Zhuque's Taoer.

However, he had to admit that Zhuque is indeed a woman, which is enough to make all men in the world die under Zhuque's pomegranate skirt.

"My little girl, when I finish my business, I have to play with you!"

Song Peng looked at Zhuque's body nostalgically, and then reluctantly said.

Zhuque smiled charmingly, "Brother Song, I'm afraid that this matter will not be the case with your Song family. I'd better go back as soon as possible to avoid losing my life!"

Song Peng snorted coldly, "Please take care of yourself!"

After saying that, he walked out of the villa with his arms crossed.

Zhuque looked at Song Peng's back as he left, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then said to himself: "What's the mighty thing? Isn't it that you still act like a mighty person in front of me because of the power of the old man at home?"

Zhuque knew that Song Peng came late at night this time to put pressure on her, so that their Zhu family would withdraw as soon as possible to compete for the secret competition of the Xiao family.

However, the Zhu family and the Song family are both famous masters in the martial arts world. In terms of strength, the two families are not distinguished from each other. The people of these two families have been resentful for a long time, not only because of their difficult status, but also because of the struggle for the power of the family.

After Song Peng left the villa, he returned to his temporary residence.

A woman was wearing a gauze dress, and her eyebrows were rippling in the autumn water. The woman walked to Song Peng gently, and snuggled up to Song Peng like a boneless body, and then said coquettishly: "Dear, what's wrong with you?"

Song Peng was holding a lot of pain at Zhuque just now, and the woman took the initiative to throw herself into her arms. The blood in her body seemed to be boiling, and she picked up the woman in front of her in the waist and walked directly into the bedroom, turning the clouds and rain.

After a long time, after a hearty battle, Song Peng lay tiredly on the side, lit a cigarette, and then frowned, and the focus of his eyes gathered at the point in the void in front of him, thinking.

The woman was also satisfied, her whole body lay on Song Peng like a sloth, and then said softly: "Dear, you are different today than before!"

Song Peng took a deep breath of cigarette, then slowly spit out the clouds and said in a deep voice: "I must do this time, otherwise I will not be able to explain to the old man at home!"
Chapter completed!