The phantom of the snow dragon gallops down the long street like lightning.
In the driving seat, Pan Mila, in a gorgeous snow-white dress, looked a little radiant. Perhaps, driving an expensive supercar reminded her of many past events and restored her confidence. She enjoyed stepping on the accelerator. , the feeling of letting the blond hair float with the night wind.
Soon, the Snow Dragon Phantom slowed down and drove into Jing'an Lane, slowly stopping in the alley next to the two-story building with "Wang-Lu Law Firm" hanging on it.
On the other side of the parking lot is the corner ladder leading to the second-floor balcony.
The street lights are in the long alley, making it seem a bit dark here.
"Would you like to go to my place for a cup of coffee?" Pan Mira turned around and asked Lu Ming.
"I'm not going..." Lu Ming said casually, unbuckled his seat belt, but turned around and was startled.
Pan Mila was leaning on the car seat, leaning toward herself, holding her chin with her snow-white slender hands, her slender index finger with silver manicure was pursed by bright red lips, her teeth were biting her fingernails lightly, her deep blue eyes were Like water, it is rippling with colors and has an indescribable style.
As soon as Lu Ming was stunned, his heart started beating wildly.
The fragrant wind was blowing, and Pan Mila's exquisite face was getting closer and closer. The bright red lips were slowly pressed on Lu Ming's lips, and her teeth bit Lu Ming's lower lip.
Lu Ming's head buzzed. The soft and moist feeling made him unconsciously open his mouth and want to suck. The itchy feeling of his lips being gently bitten was even more stimulating.
Suddenly, Lu Ming caught a glimpse of the blank look in Pan Mila's eyes as she slowly closed her green eyes.
Pan Mira, who was leaning towards Lu Ming, suddenly hid behind her before she fell. She opened her green eyes and looked at Lu Ming with some confusion.
Lu Ming opened the door and got out of the car, "Okay, let's go back and rest."
The confusion and helplessness in Pan Mila's eyes made Lu Ming suddenly understand her sudden behavior.
From the deepest part of my heart, it would be wrong to say that she completely misunderstood him. After all, if she were a Western man, he might not be so kind to her.
Although she is getting more and more comfortable in using it, her status as a Western beauty has also brought her a lot of convenience.
But if I really want to tell the truth, there is still the feeling of attraction between opposite sexes. While helping me, I helped her at the same time. I got her gratitude and there was a vague ambiguity. If she was a big man who picks his feet, I would feel it. It will be completely different.
This is human nature, and I am not a god beyond human nature.
But I really never thought about asking her to be my lover or something.
But as for Pan Mila, she should feel that this is the most comfortable period of time for her since giving birth to Bisi.
Not only the living conditions, but mainly, her life value is being reflected.
Moreover, Bisi is particularly close to herself.
As for herself, at least she won't find it annoying.
Therefore, she may have been thinking about it for a long time. If she wants to continue such a life, she cannot pretend to be confused. She has a traditional Western aristocratic character. She feels that she has received such a great favor from her, so she should be her lover, especially , this kind of life feels good to live on forever.
But no matter what, committing to herself and being her lover is a subversive thing from her values. Therefore, she is very confused, but it is also today that she probably made up her mind. .
Especially when I went dancing with her, I was a little embarrassed. Holding this gorgeous Western beauty in my arms, I accidentally had a physiological reaction, and she noticed it.
My body is very weak, and I haven't been able to recover from the recent Chinese medicine. However, after all, I am at a normal age. The more I try to avoid contact with women, the more I actually have skin-to-skin contact with a sexy beauty, the more intense my reaction will be. of.
This undoubtedly made Pan Mila misunderstand her own intentions.
Therefore, Pan Mila made up her mind to break through this layer of ambiguous window paper.
Of course, in the final analysis, it was because Pan Mila had a good impression of him, otherwise, with her childhood education and the arrogance in her bones, she would definitely not be like this.
Lu Ming was thinking wildly and walked up from the balcony stairs. He looked at Pan Mila who was still a little messy in the wind in the car. He rubbed his nose and thought I was a hypocrite. Moreover, this was not a question that I thought about at all. , but a question of whether I can...
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Lu Ming entered the house with random thoughts. It was pitch dark. Lu Ming pressed the switch of the wall light next to the porch, but the light did not turn on.
"Don't try, the electricity on the second floor has been cut off. Let's find an electrician tomorrow!" Zhen's voice seemed a little different from her usual sweet and sweet voice, with a bit of coldness.
"Oh..." Lu Ming looked towards the place where the voice came from. The moonlight was hazy. After staying in the room for a while, he could gradually see the outline of the person clearly.
But he saw Mrs. Zhen standing in the middle of the room, wearing a graceful red dress and fluttering silk ribbon.
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly tightened, and he vaguely thought of Zhen's sleepwalking that day.
At this time, Mrs. Zhen's beautiful eyes seemed to be less fragile and more cold. Her pretty face seemed to have a bit more heroism, and her curved eyebrows seemed to be slightly different at the back. It has become the meaning of straight eyebrows.
"Unexpectedly, you are a lecher, and you do indecent things in public!" There was a trace of sarcasm in Zhen's words.
"Hanzhu... you..." Lu Ming rubbed his nose, it was really a long time since he had seen her, and he could still be scolded by her.
"I'm not Hanzhu, I'm Bizhu!" Zhen said calmly.
Lu Ming was stunned, "What are you talking about?..." Ah, no way? Could it be that he has a dual personality?
Hanzhu was that soft little girl, but when she regained her martial arts skills, she turned out to be such an unruly person?
I’ve seen too many fantasy stories in previous life movies and TV shows, but I don’t think it’s that weird, it’s just unbelievable.
"Let me see where the circuit breaker tripped..." Lu Ming's thoughts were a little confused, so he turned around and wanted to go outside to get some air and calm down.
"The power was cut off by someone. He must be your enemy, Master!"
Lu Ming was startled, stopped, turned around, and recited Amitabha in his heart. He also knew how to call himself "Master", so that was fine.
If the "young master" she was talking about in her dream that day was not herself, then she would probably have a lot of fun today.
"Who cut off the power? Are you okay?" Lu Ming asked as he was thinking wildly.
"This guy did it!" Zhen pointed down with her slender hand.
Only then did Lu Ming notice that next to Zhen's delicate embroidered shoes, there was a bulging sack on the side of the sofa.
"Did he say who he was? Who instigated it?" Lu Ming asked, and his mind quickly turned away. He really didn't have any enemies here.
The only one that can barely be said to be worthy of mentioning is the Liu family, right? The good son Liu Hanliang wanted to get his hands on Bisi, but he was made disgraced by himself.
His cousin Liu Hanzhen's litigation firm had lost to him, and in the past two days, he had taken on a murder case that Liu Hanzhen was prosecuting.
"I didn't ask, so I couldn't help but beat him. When I woke up, he was sneaking into the house. I just touched him lightly and he was dead!" Mrs. Zhen looked at her snow-white hands and shook her head helplessly.
Lu Ming was stunned, what? Killed by a slap? How much effort does this take? Nine Yin White Bone Claws? Looking at this beauty, I suddenly felt a little scared.
"However, he brought a murder weapon and kerosene. It seems that he wanted to kill people and set fire, not ordinary petty theft. Therefore, he should be your enemy."
Lu Ming frowned. If the Liu family was really doing things, wouldn't they be too domineering? Would they kill people and burn down the house?
But thinking about it, it was probably Liu Hanliang's own idea. Liu Hanzhen and the like would not be so unreasonable. After all, I didn't have any life-and-death feud with him at all, especially now that I was the defense attorney in his prosecution case, and I was with him. It was somewhat of a minor conflict, and then he was retaliated against or even killed, which was not good for his reputation.
"I'll take care of the body!" Zhen said.
Lu Ming was stunned and was about to ask if you knew how to deal with it?
As soon as his eyes were dazzled, the figure in the room fled out of the window, and the sack next to the sofa disappeared.
What was left were two glass windows that were shaking gently.
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While waiting for Mrs. Zhen, Lu Ming fell asleep on the sofa without knowing it. After running all day today, his body was too weak and too tired.
When he opened his eyes, he saw bright lights.
On the milky white sofa, Ms. Zhen sat with her knees curled up. She was wearing a goose yellow skirt and gown, with a pretty face and red lips. Her lazy style became more and more charming. A small red blanket covered her lower body. She was at home, so gorgeous. The jade feet lightly wrapped in colorful brocade stockings are not easily exposed.
Seeing Lu Ming open her eyes, she hurriedly got down to the ground and put on her embroidered shoes in a panic, "Master, wake up! I see that you are too tired, and you won't move even if I ask you to, so I thought you might as well take a nap first."
After taking two steps, her delicate white hands pulled away the blanket covering Lu Ming's body.
Looking at her delicate jade hands painted with khaodan, Lu Ming felt a sudden change in his heart.
Is this a weapon that can kill someone with just one slap? this!
Looking at her, Lu Ming hesitated and said, "Hanzhu?"
"Sir, what's wrong?" As she spoke, Zhen's white hand that took away the blanket accidentally touched Lu Ming, and Lu Ming trembled.
No matter what, I feel that these snow-white hands are cold and chilly, just like the nine-yin white bone claws...
Then she laughed dumbly, she shouldn't do this to herself, right? At least, not as a bead.
"You have been at home?"
"Yes, I also had dinner and made you some midnight snacks..." Mrs. Zhen skillfully put the thin blanket into the cabinet and said, "Master, I will prepare hot water for you to wash up..."
Seeing her charmingly twisting her slender waist into the bathroom, Lu Ming rubbed his nose, this...
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"Master, let me wash your hands for you!"
On the basin stand, there is a half-filled basin of steaming hot water, a white iron basin, and a red picture of a mandarin duck playing in the water on the bottom.
As soon as Lu Ming put his hand in, Zhen's snow-white slender hand on the side also reached in and gently held Lu Ming's palm.
Lu Ming's body immediately trembled.
But those smooth and soft little hands, gently kneaded, made the palms feel numb.
Lu Ming's body suddenly trembled again, but it was not a conditioned fear, but Zhen's long manicure gently scratched Lu Ming's palm, which made people excited. The itchy feeling was like a cat's claw scratching. Normal heart.
Then, Zhen's ten slender and smooth jade fingers penetrated into the gaps between Lu Ming's fingers, pinched them gently, and moved slowly.
It was like getting a hand massage in a previous life, but the beauty of this stunner's delicate hands was simply indescribable.
Gradually, Lu Ming closed his eyes, feeling comfortable and even wanting to moan.
The terrifying Nine Yin White Bone Claws have now transformed into bright red hands.
Even at night, Lu Ming couldn't help but have an extremely ridiculous dream, dreaming that Zhen was kneeling in front of him, holding his own in her ecstasy-red hands... and doing that ridiculous thing.
When I woke up in the middle of the night sweating profusely, I felt like my body was exhausted.
It was difficult to move a little finger, and my mouth was so dry that I felt like I had a high fever.
Lu Ming was helpless, what could he do with his body and bones? Just losing the dream makes me seriously ill, just like looking into the skull mirror in Dream of Red Mansions.
If he really did what Wushan Yunyu did, wouldn't he die suddenly on the spot?
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
The door was gently pushed open, and Mrs. Zhen's slim figure was reflected in the light of the outside living room.
At this time, Mrs. Zhen's ears seemed to be very bright, and she heard Lu Ming's moans.
Lu Ming looked at her and was speechless for a moment...
