: Double Catch

Yang Jun was cooking tea while waiting for Wu Mingjing, and the game was outside, Shanghai.

The poppy girl was hugging Nancheng Fenghuoyun's waist and walking forward on the hurried sidewalk of pedestrians, while Nancheng Fenghuoyun's left arm was also hugging the poppy girl's slender waist. His big hand restlessly on the poppy girl's waist, touching and pinching her peach-shaped buttocks back and forth.

The poppy girl had no intention of dodging at all. She was calmly talking to Nancheng Fenghuoyun on her face, discussing how to trample the evil swordsman forever so that the damn evil swordsman could never turn over.

Neither of them noticed that there was a young man in his twenties in the crowd more than ten meters away from them, staring at them with gloomy eyes, especially the Nancheng Fenghuoyun was making big hands on the waist of the poppy girl and her hips.

Neither poppy girl nor Nancheng Fenghuoyun noticed it. The two of them talked and laughed and walked into a hotel called "Qingyuan" on the roadside.

Poppy Girl and Nancheng Fenghuoyun went in and opened a luxurious double room and went upstairs.

After about three minutes, the unkempt young man walked into the hotel and walked straight to the front desk of the hotel.

Standing behind the front desk was a young woman in her thirties wearing a exposed black suspender dress.

Psychologically speaking, women who like black clothes like romance and are very reluctant.

The young man was unkempt, his long hair was very messy, he was wearing a wide denim shirt on his upper body and dirty jeans on his lower body.

Although the dirty and fashionable jeans are, his jeans are too dirty. When the young woman in black saw him coming, she immediately frowned unconsciously.

The young man was very tall, about 1.8 meters tall, and his eyes were very gloomy at this time. When he walked to the front desk, he asked the young woman in black.

"What room does the man and woman who came in just now live in?"

The young woman in black changed her eyes and moved from the young man to the legs of the table next to her. There was nothing unusual about the legs of the table, but the young woman would rather look at the uncharacteristic legs of the table than to see the sloppy young man in front of her.

His eyes were turned away, and on his mouth, the young woman said coldly: "I'm sorry! We are opening a hotel, unless we encounter a police officer rushing rounds, it is impossible to disclose the information of the guest!"

The young man looked coldly at the young woman in black who didn't look at him in front of him. After waiting for several seconds, the young woman didn't hear the sloppy young man's reply. She turned her eyes back and looked at him strangely. Seeing that he had a gloomy face and looked at him coldly, the young woman was shocked, but then she said angrily: "I'm sorry! It's impossible for our hotel to disclose information about the guest to you! If you want to find someone, you'd better think of another way!"

The gloomy young man indifferently took out a bright red one hundred yuan from his jeans pocket and handed it to the young woman in black, and said in a deep voice: "How many room do they live in?"

The young woman in black was surprised. She didn't expect that this young man with a bad appearance and was dressed in sloppy clothes could find a hundred yuan to bribe her. Her eyes looked at the one hundred yuan, then looked at the sloppy young man, and finally put on a smile, snatched the money from the young man, and whispered: "Room 302! Don't say I told you! Our hotel never reveals customer information!"

The young man got the answer and turned upstairs, never looking at the sexy young woman in black again.

The young man was tall and had long legs, so he quickly climbed up the stairs to the third floor.

From the stairs to the third floor, the entrance is a corridor that is more than ten meters long. On both sides of the corridor are closed doors, with door signs posted on the doors. Room No. 302 is directly opposite the stairs.

The young man walked to the door of Room 302, his face changed constantly, but the gloomy color in his eyes became thicker and thicker. His pale hands tightly clenched into fists. Because he was too tight, his fists actually trembled slightly.

Standing in front of the door, you can vaguely hear the sound in the room.

"Quick! Quick! Give it to me!"

This is the voice of the poppy girl.

"I'll say you're a slut! If I don't say it, I won't give it to you!"

This is the sound of the beacon clouds in the south city.

"I'm a slut! I'm a slut! I said, give it to me quickly! Give it to me quickly!"

The poppy girl couldn't wait to follow the words of Fenghuoyun in Nancheng, and then she urgently asked for pleasure.

The young man outside the door could no longer bear it when he heard this, so he raised his foot and kicked it at the door.

"Bang!!"

He kicked the door hard and made a loud bang, and there was no sound in the room immediately.

But it was only silent for less than a second, and then the angry curse of Fenghuoyun in Nancheng came from the room: "Fuck! Who are you? Are you trying to die?"

"Bang!!"

The young man with a gloomy face outside the door did not say a word, pursed his lips tightly, and kicked the door hard.

"Fuck! Who are you? Believe it or not, you will kick me and slash you?"

When Nancheng Fenghuoyun was angrily scolding from inside the room, he could still hear the sound of clothes and shoes inside in a hurry outside the door.

"Oh my! Who is kicking my door? Can I just kick my door? Who is kicking it?"

The sound of a young woman in black questioning and going upstairs came from downstairs. However, the gloomy young man seemed to have never heard of it and still kicked the door one after another.

The young woman in black had not yet climbed to the third floor, and the door of Room 302 had been opened from the inside by the Nancheng beacon clouds.

"Who the fuck is kicking the door? Are you tired of living?"

As soon as the door opened, the beacon of Nancheng beacon was scolded outside the door.

The gloomy young man who had been kicking the door outside the door saw Fenghuoyun in Nancheng open the door and kicked it hard without saying a word of nonsense.

"Oh! Fuck me!"

"Bang..."

The beacon cloud in the south city was kicked into the room by a gloomy young man.

But the gloomy young man stood outside the door and did not chase into the house and continued to fight. He just stared at the Fenghuoyun, a man who fell in the room with an angry look.

"Your mother is so happy!"

Although Fenghuoyun, Nancheng unexpectedly, the young man outside the door did not chase him into the room to beat him, he did not think too much. He struggled to get up from the ground, reached out to grab the solid wood chair next to him, rushed out of the room angrily, swung the chair and smashed the head of the gloomy young man outside the door.

"Bang!!"

The gloomy young man blocked the chair with his arms, but although he was tall, his body was not strong. Although his arms blocked the chair that Nancheng Fenghuoyun hit, his body could not stop falling backwards, and behind him was the entrance of the staircase on the third floor...

...

The young man rolled down the stairs and then his head hit the wall at the corner of the stairs.

"Bang!!"

The young man opened his eyelids several times, but finally closed them weakly, and fell softly at the corner of the stairs.

At this time, the young woman in black happened to walk to the corner of the stairs. She saw with her own eyes that the sloppy young man who had just bought her for 100 yuan to fall off the stairs, hitting her head against the wall, and her eyes closed.

She screamed in fear, and she even thought the young man was dead.

At this time, the poppy woman had already put on her clothes and walked out of the room with a cold face.

"Dear! What the hell is it?"

The poppy girl asked, holding the waist of Fenghuoyun in Nancheng.

"Here!"

Nancheng Fenghuoyun pointed to the sloppy young man who fell to the corner of the stairs with a look of relief, and cursed disdainfully: "This brat is probably crazy! He actually kicked our door for no reason. As soon as I opened the door, he kicked me. It's so great! My calves are still hurting!"

After cursing these words, Nancheng Fenghuoyun knew the Poppy Girl and thought she would ask, "Really? Let me see? That leg?" Who knew that the Poppy Girl looked at the young man who fell faint at the corner of the stairs and her face suddenly turned pale and her eyes became extremely panicked.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Nancheng Fenghuoyun asked her in confusion.

"Son! Xiaobin! What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, the poppy girl ran down the stairs in panic, ran over and picked up the gloomy young man's head and cried and shouted.

It turns out that the gloomy young man is actually the son of the poppy girl?
Chapter completed!