Chapter 628 Jing Fei’s Tragedy

"Bang"

A crisp sound rang in the bedroom.

Don't get me wrong.

This voice was not that Jing Fei was using the "family method", but that he reached out and patted Murong Xiuxiu's shoulders in a very painful way. Although he was in a "hemiplegia" state, some of his feelings were still agile. The successful smirk at the corner of Murong Xiuxiu's mouth did not escape his eyes.

Jing Fei immediately understood in his heart that Murong Xiuxiu was deliberately playing with her feelings? In other words, this girl was deliberately teasing herself for happiness.

As for why this woman did this, Jing Fei couldn't figure out why he offended this girl for a while. He didn't know even more.

"Why are you hitting me?"

Murong Xiuxiu suddenly sat up, her exquisite face full of grievances.

Jing Fei glanced at Murong Xiuxiu and thought to himself, "Don't you know what I'm going to do to beat you?"

But he didn't say it out loud, but instead stretched out an arm carelessly: "I can't sleep alone, come, come lying in my arms."

The tone is very rogue and the movements are very sensible.

"oh!"

What surprised Jing Fei was that Murong Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment when facing Jing Fei's "unreasonable" request, she just stood up and agreed gently. Then she obediently got into Jing Fei's arms, and at the same time stretched out a jade arm and naturally put it on Jing Fei's chest. This was not counting. The most damn thing was that the lower jade leg was naturally raised and pressed on Jing Fei's legs...

The postures of the two people can now be said to be so intimate that they can't be more intimate, except for that thing...

wipe!

What does it mean to cause fire to burn the body?

This is called ignition and burning the body.

Jing Fei almost cursed. He was unhappy when he saw Murong Xiuxiu smirking and wanted to perform a show, but he didn't expect that this girl was so "obedient".

This time, I really lost my life. Jing Fei could clearly feel that he became tough and hard as hard as iron...

But now I am unable to move. Although my arms can be shaking, the tragic movement is even smaller. The most damn thing is that this does not affect the basic reflection of the body. Of course, if I don’t move, Murong Xiuxiu can continue to vent, but the key is that Jing Fei can’t open his mouth no matter how thick-skinned he is...

"Do you miss that very much?"

At this moment, Murong Xiuxiu's voice came into Jing Fei's ears. The sound was not loud, and there was a hint of shyness, but it was this shy voice that almost made Jing Fei go crazy. It was so tempting.

He has seen Murong Qianqian plays a fairy many times, but Murong Xiuxiu has never seen a fairy for a few times. His power is simply more scary every time.

Jing Fei felt that today was a complete tragedy. If this continues, he would be very likely to be ruined by the woman Murong Xiuxiu tonight.

When he was about to say, "Auntie, stop playing with me, just throw me on the sofa outside, I beg you." Murong Xiuxiu in her arms suddenly moved, wearing only a gauze pajama, her body broke away from Jing Fei's arms like a snake, and went straight into the blanket...

The next moment, Jing Fei's body suddenly stiffened, and with a soft little hand grabbed his place, a warm feeling immediately surrounded him...

"boom"

This sudden change made Jing Fei's brain fall into a blank moment...

When Jing Fei opened his eyes, it was already bright. It seemed that he had already seen him again and it was already past eight o'clock the next morning.

Subconsciously, Jing Fei shook his arm, but found that his arm could move freely, not only his arms, but also his whole body had also regained freedom.

Of course, this freedom has certain restrictions. The movements are OK, but it has not really returned to normal. It is just a little stronger than ordinary people. The most important thing is that Jing Fei can clearly feel that almost all the internal breath in his body is stagnant, as if he is under some kind of imprisonment. Only a very small amount of internal breath is slowly flowing in the meridians.

In other words, Jing Fei has truly become an ordinary person now. Of course, strictly speaking, he is much stronger than ordinary people. If he really breaks out, Jing Fei's explosion will definitely not be able to resist people of the level like Lei Xiaoyi. His cultivation is not equivalent to lethality. Jing Fei knows this more than anyone else.

This made Jing Fei's heart that was originally hung up was really relieved. The mysterious woman's beating was definitely not just a beating. Not only did she beat herself up to death, but she also sealed her inner breath. She was definitely a terrifying master that Jing Fei had never imagined.

However, Jing Fei was no longer worried at this time. Although the mysterious woman's imprisonment method was terrifying, she could not really imprison herself. At this time, the inner breath in the meridians was the best proof. As long as there was a trace of inner breath, Jing Fei had the confidence to return to normal as quickly as possible. Of course, this would take a certain amount of time. He practiced the innate technique and would also run automatically without deliberate practice. As long as there was a trace of inner breath as the foundation, it would not be possible to truly restore normality in two days at the latest, or even so long...

This made Jing Fei's heart finally fall into the ground. To be honest, he was really afraid that he would become a useless person, especially in the current situation of being in trouble in Hong Kong and Kowloon.

"Bang"

At this moment, the bedroom door opened, and a charming figure appeared at the door, calling out softly at Jing Fei: "I have prepared breakfast. Since you wake up, hurry up and wash up and have dinner."

The tone was very gentle. After saying that, she smiled gently at Jing Fei, then turned around and walked out again. Everything was so natural and without any pretentiousness. It was like a little wife who made breakfast calling her husband to have a meal, natural and relaxed...

Jing Fei looked at the departing figure in amazement. It was Murong Xiuxiu. Only then did he notice that the empty side was around him. Murong Xiuxiu, who should have been sleeping by his side, had long disappeared.

Jing Fei stood up quickly and went into the bathroom. After rinsing it briefly, he walked out. He changed into a set of pajamas and walked out of the bedroom. Since he could move, he would not pretend not to be able to move. As for Murong Xiuxiu, he must have known that he could move, otherwise he would not have left that sentence and left.

In the dining room on the first floor of the villa, Murong Xiuxiu had already stood by the dining table waiting. She watched Jing Fei sit over and smiled at him, and reached out to pull a soft chair for him before she sat down by herself.

Murong Xiuxiu's accurate breakfast is very simple, including milk, sandwiches, and two steaks.

Typical western style.

"Time is in a hurry, and there are no ingredients here, so you can just put it in a minute." Murong Xiuxiu picked up the milk and took a sip, and said embarrassedly.

Jing Fei didn't say anything, but subconsciously said that Murong Xiuxiu's rosy lips in the difficulty also licked her lips, and a subconscious sentence appeared in her mouth: "Well, can you still drink milk?" Her tone was very strange.

Murong Xiuxiu was stunned at first, then her face suddenly changed, and her originally gentle and unwavering face turned pale in an instant.

The next moment...

"Puff cough cough"

Murong Xiuxiu sprayed out the milk she had not had time to drink, and then she coughed in a series of times. She looked at Jing Fei's eyes with indescribable resentment, which seemed to be trying to bite Jing Fei. After a while, a sentence appeared in her mouth: "It's right that sister said you are a bastard."

"Well, I actually have nothing else to mean. I just look at your milk eating so good." Jing Fei grinned heartlessly, picked up the milk in front of him and took a sip of it, and made an expression of endless aftertaste.

Murong Xiuxiu's calm face suddenly turned pale again. She took two breaths before she could hold back the milk quilt in front of her and hit Jing Fei's face.

But in this way, Murong Xiuxiu completely lost her appetite.

Jing Fei seemed to have not seen it. Murong Xiuxiu didn't eat it. He was really hungry. He finished his own sandwich in a few bites, swallowed a piece of his own steak again, and then looked at the portion in front of Murong Xiuxiu: "Do you still eat it? If you don't eat it, I'll help you eat it, don't waste it."

Jing Fei looked at Murong Xiuxiu with understanding and asked.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Murong Xiuxiu gritted her teeth and said. The proud daughter of heaven also lost control, such as now.

Jing Fei didn't care. After taking Murong Xiuxiu's breakfast, he solved it in a few seconds. He picked up the cup and drank all the milk in the cup. Then he seemed to be unsatisfied. He reached out and picked up Murong Xiuxiu's cup that he put on the table and didn't dare to move. He also solved it in a few bites. Then he raked his mouth and burped.

"You, don't you think it's dirty?" Murong Xiuxiu was completely broken by Jing Fei's actions. She looked at Jing Fei with a strange expression and asked. This guy actually drank his glass of milk. It's nothing, but he just had a sip he vomited in. Or in this cup of milk, there was really his saliva, and more than one sip, but this guy drank it all in just "gudu" and this guy was so that's the case...

"I think it's so dirty, you don't even bother me. How could I despise your saliva? Besides, your saliva is sweet. I just tasted it yesterday, why are you dirty?" Jing Fei raised his head and said seriously, but there was a smirk on his face.

"you"

The proud daughter of heaven, Murong Xiuxiu, finally got angry. Her originally pale face turned red in an instant. Then she raised her hand and threw out the fork in her hand, and a cold light rushed straight to Jing Fei...

"Forehead"

A muffled sound came from Jing Fei's mouth.

Murong Xiuxiu was stunned and looked at the fork inserted into Jing Fei's arm to fork the steak, and it was more than an inch deep...

Jing Fei was also tragically speechless at the "murder weapon" on his arm. He understood that no matter how gentle a woman was, she would get angry. Murong Xiuxiu, a proud daughter, was no exception, especially this girl, who was still a master...

Fortunately, I regained my ability to move and dodge it for a while, otherwise the fork would not be my arm, but my chest.

Thinking of this, even Jing Fei was scared and sweating all over, so that his eyes looked at Murong Xiuxiu became extremely resentful, like a young wife who suffered a lot of grievances...

How tragic he is.
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