Riding the Pheonix Chapter 45: Constrained

Mingwei was secretly surprised.

The girl from the Ming family, do you mean her?

It has been so many days since we met in the tea house, why did Lei Hong suddenly mention her?

Could it be that...

"This is something you have to ask yourself." Lei Hong replied, neither softly nor forcefully.

Mr. Yang looked serious: "If I say I was framed, would you believe it?"

Lei Hong just looked at him and didn't answer.

Mr. Yang knew what he meant and waved his fan angrily: "Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Lei Hong wants to ask again: "What about the girl from the Ming family..."

"If she doesn't come to my door, I won't cause trouble for her, okay?"

Finally satisfied, Lei Hong clasped his fists again: "I'll take my leave."

As soon as Lei Hong left, the room became quiet.

Mr. Yang drank tea slowly for a while, sat up straight again, and took out his pen and ink.

Mingwei saw that he had written a line of words on the paper. After thinking about it, he opened the Boshan furnace and burned the paper.

Then he leaned back on the armchair, looking into the void with an expressionless face, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, as if deep in thought.

Mingwei was a little anxious.

It was already the second update when she came. After such a long period of trouble, it was almost the fourth update. Why doesn't Mr. Yang go to rest?

After waiting patiently for a while, I finally saw him getting up.

But instead of turning around and going out, he blew out the lamp on the table, took off his outer robe, and walked towards the bedding.

Isn’t it?

Mingwei was stunned.

This room is obviously used for temporary rest. Young Master Yang actually wants to sleep here?

It's over, he wants to sleep here, how can she leave?

At this time, Young Master Yang walked past the cabinet.

Ming Wei felt the light in front of her eyes dim, the cabinet door was suddenly opened, and a strong wind hit.

Although this body has just started practicing martial arts, her intuitive reactions are still there.

Immediately pinched Zhang Lingfu with his fingertips, used magic power, and tapped the acupuncture points on the opponent's chest.

The other hand was still holding the flute, and he turned his wrist and cut it towards the incoming palm wind.

If it were her in the previous life, she would be able to escape in this way.

However, her body has only been trained for a month in this life...

The hand that clicked out was held by someone, and the other wrist was even numb. I couldn't hold the flute in my hand, and it fell to the ground with a "dong".

Then, a strong force roughly dragged her out of the cabinet and pushed her against the wall.

The hand with astonishing power strangled her neck tightly. Mingwei had no doubt that her neck would be broken if the other party twisted it hard.

"Which path do you belong to?" The cold voice contained murderous intent, and it was completely unrecognizable that it was the infamous Mr. Yang.

Mingwei had to raise her head to relieve the pain in her neck.

This made her meet his eyes.

The desk lights have been turned off, leaving only a night light in the corner. The dim light did not allow her to see the other person's expression clearly, especially since he had no light behind him.

However, just as she was facing the light, she fell into Young Master Yang's eyes.

The familiar attire made him raise his eyebrows, and then his tone became frivolous: "It turns out to be Miss Ming. As soon as I finished speaking, you came to my door in a hurry. Could this be called a thousand-mile marriage?" Lead?"

While saying this, he pulled off her face towel.

Mingwei cursed in his heart.

He said it nicely, but his grip on her did not relax at all.

As a lustful dandy, how about some professional ethics?

He is not soft on the girl at all, he looks so lustful!

Wait a minute——

"When... did you recognize me?"

Young Master Yang smiled and said: "When I first glanced at her that day, I have always been obsessed with the girl. Even if I only have a pair of eyebrows, how could I not recognize her?"

"..."

Mingwei understood. It turned out that Lei Hong really recognized her when he said those words just now.

This is also a mistake.

If it were Mrs. Mingsan who came today, they would have recognized the wrong person.

It just so happened that she came in place of Mrs. Ming San.

"How do you people have eyes..."

Why is it so difficult for her to recognize people?

"Who told the girl to be so beautiful?" He said seriously, "If you are as beautiful as a girl, anyone who sees her will remember her in their hearts."

Ming Wei sneered in her heart. When you say something like this, can you at least relax your grip a little and add some credibility?

Don’t be so perfunctory!

Thinking about this, she felt the force on her neck getting stronger.

Mr. Yang was tall and slender. He was pinching her like this, almost dragging her in the air. Mingwei had to stand on tiptoes to make herself more comfortable.

"Ms. Ming hasn't said yet, what on earth did you do?" He was merciless in his hands, but his expression and tone were very intimate, as if he was talking about love, rather than wanting the other person's life.

Under his control, Mingwei forced out a smile and said with difficulty: "That day when we met in the tea room, the little girl fell in love with the young master's stunning appearance. However, she found out about Miss Li's affairs and was troubled by not being able to get close to the young master. Listen. It was said that the young master was having a banquet in Xinyuan, so he bribed a servant and pretended to be an actor, specially to come to see the young master..."

"Oh?" This perfect handsome face with an indescribable smile almost stuck to her face, and the two of them breathed each other, "It turns out that Miss Ming is also unforgettable for me at first sight. That's just right, in the middle of the night People are quiet and beauties meet each other. If we don’t take the opportunity to do something, we will really let down the beauty of this beautiful time. ~IndoMTL.com~ How about we..."

The free hand has fallen on her belt.

Mingwei blinked but said nothing.

Master Yang smiled.

With a movement of his wrist, he slowly untied it.

He solved it slowly, as if he wanted to make her feel more clearly.

The knot was undone, the belt fell to the floor, and the skirt was about to loosen...

"Young Master Yang!"

"Huh?" His eyes stayed on her face. The cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was like a drop of blood. When contrasted with the smile on her face, she became even more beautiful than a real person.

In order to make her breathing easier, Mingwei lowered her voice and sounded extremely gentle: "To do this kind of thing, you have to be willing to do it. It would be less fun to force it. Why don't you let me go first? Let go?"

Young Master Yang also said softly: "Aren't I afraid that Miss Ming will run away? I have been missing you for a long time, and I don't want to take any risks!"

"Haha..." Ming smiled twice, felt uncomfortable being pinched, and coughed again.

Even this didn't make him relax a bit.

This is not a lustful dandy, he is clearly a cruel and ruthless living king of hell!

Mingwei sighed inwardly and changed his strategy: "I didn't mean to do it. I just lost my way and was worried that I would encounter those young masters and find it difficult to escape, so I hid here. I didn't expect the young master to come in..."

Hearing this sentence, Mr. Yang finally had some real emotions on his face.

"And?"

"I can swear that I will never speak of what I saw and heard just now in my lifetime."

Master Yang laughed again: "But I only believe that only the dead can keep secrets. What should I do?"

Without waiting for her to answer, she leaned into her ear and whispered softly: "Perhaps, if you become mine, I might be able to trust you more."