1. Chapter 1 The Posture of the King 1

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A lead-gray French-style castle in a sea of enchanting poppies.

In the living room, the valet wears white gloves and holds a fruit bowl in front of a high-backed sofa......

The woman, who was as white as clotted fat, picked up a cherry from the fruit bowl and fed it to the man's mouth.

Feng Luoluo hid in the tiger window climbing on the flowers, and his beautiful eyes widened -

From her point of view, she could only see the woman slowly delivering cherries to a man's mouth.

Glamorous thorn ~ excited!

This is how rich people live??

"Young Master Shangguan......" The woman's eyes were like silk, "The cherries I fed, are they delicious?" ”

Flashing light, psychedelic.

The man rolled over and pressed the woman under him.

Feng Luoluo gasped-

The perfect deep silhouette, the psychedelic oriental atmosphere, blended together, the evil spirit is slaughtered, and the innate kingly posture is so handsome that people are amazing.

It's not that Feng Luoluo hasn't seen a handsome guy, but this moment is really seconds, and he almost slipped off the windowsill.

This movement immediately provoked the bodyguards patrolling the corridor.

Feng Luoluo, are you a pig? Seeing that the task was about to be completed, he was actually on a business trip at this time.

"Who?" Bang bang!

Two well-trained bodyguards drew their guns and shot at her. Damn, the bullet grazed her ear, if she hadn't dodged quickly......

The window pane was hit by a bullet and cracked in an instant!

On the sofa, the man heard the movement and fell to the ground coldly.

The nightgown resting on the back of the sofa was unfolded and put on his muscular figure, and he gracefully pulled up his belt, and saw Feng Luoluo roll and leap in through the window.

When the woman on the sofa saw that the man was leaving, she immediately wrapped up with him, "Master Shangguan, we haven't ...... yet."

"Let it go." The man spoke coldly.

The voice was not loud, but it was completely cold.

The woman's resentful gaze glared at Feng Luoluo, she tried her best and spent half a year to finally catch up with this cold and handsome man! I want her dignified daughter to come here to be a masseuse! I thought I could finally take advantage of tonight to fly on the branches and turn the sparrow into a phoenix.

At such a critical juncture, it was actually disrupted?

Feng Luoluo shrugged his shoulders and looked innocent: "Sorry to interrupt, I went to the wrong window, you continue." ”

As she spoke, she wanted to go back the way she came.

If she hadn't jumped fast just now, she would have been hit by a bodyguard!

Who knew that the two bodyguards were standing outside the window, and the muzzles of the black hole were pointed at her.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a master standing behind her, she would have been shot through for fear that the bullet would miss............

"Who are you?" The man frowned slightly, his face was grim, not angry and arrogant, staring at this uninvited intruder.

Feng Luoluo turned around and grinned: "Passing by...... Angel! ”

The woman in front of her has exquisite facial features, bright eyes, diamond-like shining, pink lips, and rose water.

She wore a black night gown, tight-fitting and drew extremely standard lines.

The long hair was coiled up, and the scattered strands of hair brushed the snow-white neck............

The man stood still, his black eyes flashing with cold silence.

Yes, this woman has a good face and a good personality.

The thin lips were lightly hooked, and the cold eyes were full of evil charms.

The door was suddenly slammed open, and more than a dozen bodyguards held the latest AK pistols and pointed them at Feng Luoluo: "Young Master, there are assassins?" ”

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