The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 403:

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Feng Zhiwei sighed in her heart. It seems that sooner or later that guy will be overwhelmed by this beauty. How many men can stay pregnant? Those who are not chaotic will not be lifted. It is better not to have too high expectations for this person's determination.

Feng Zhiwei began to close her eyes and mobilize her zhenqi to attack the acupuncture points.

Suddenly I heard the woman moan softly and said softly: "Why are you here today..."

The man smiled and did not answer.

"You bad guy..." the woman sighed, suddenly leaned over and bit his earlobe hard, "You're not here to have **** with me, are you?"

The man gave a slight "ouch", which sounded more like a smile than pain, and pushed her out.

"I don't care what you think." The woman was pushed away by him, but her hands were still firmly on his shoulders, "I don't care about anything for you, I don't even look like myself anymore... You must never go back on what you promised me."

The man smiled softly and remained silent, as if I was just like this and you just had to figure it out.

The woman looked down at him. The moonlight illuminated her soft and shining eyes, which were black and white. There was no tenderness in her eyes, but there was an awe-inspiring light. Hidden behind the tenderness of red and pink, there was an occasional flash of light. , then you will see the majesty.

She looked at the man almost with hatred, suddenly stretched out her hand, pushed him down on the couch, leaned closer, knelt on his lap with one knee, leaned up and looked down at him, and sneered: "If you are duplicitous, , Cross the river and burn the bridge, use me to ruin my business..."

She smiled, moved her knees slowly, and moved to an important position. She made a gesture and said with a smileless smile: "Crack!"

The man laughed softly, and the laughter shook the short couch slightly, and rustling dust fell on Feng Zhiwei's head.

He smiled and said, "Is that just that?" He smiled carelessly, and suddenly turned over, the woman let out a low cry, the light and shadow on the wall were chaotic, the couch shook, and then there was a bang, and Feng Zhiwei fell down again A head of gray.

Still being pressed, but the position has been changed.

Feng Zhiwei frowned, waiting to hear gasps or moans, but there was deathly silence on the couch. Then the man smiled and said, "Aren't you still worried about what I'm doing?"

After a while, the woman gave a short laugh and said in a manly voice: "Don't worry... I don't trust you, who else can I trust? Good guy... Do you want to... or... um..."

The tone of the half-rejection and return of greeting was the most seductive. Even Feng Zhiwei’s face turned red when she heard it. The man on the bed chuckled softly and coldly, and said in a low voice: "You are a prickly flower. I'm afraid I won't be lucky enough to enjoy the rose..."

The woman was silent, then sneered and said: "Yes, you are not lucky, some people are lucky, some people are covered in old spots and rotten flesh, but they have this blessing to enjoy!"

The man was silent, the bed moved slightly, and he seemed to turn over and get out of the way.

The woman sat up, sneered, and said: "Do you know what is the most terrifying thing for women? It's not that there is no man, but that there is a man, but he is the kind you hate the most. His breath is rotten, his body is old, His clothes are off and he smells like coffin boards, but you still have to hug him and tell him that you like him so much!"

The room was shrouded in half darkness and half light, and the silence seemed half-dark and incomprehensible. Only the spiteful tone made people feel cold.

The man said quietly after a while: "I have wronged you..."

The woman smiled coquettishly again.

"I was joking with you..." She reached out her hand to touch the man's cheek affectionately, "I have taken this path myself. If I don't regret it, if I don't talk about this, we rarely meet and talk about other things... You seem to I have always been very helpful to that man. A few days ago, I anxiously spread the news that he had entered the palace. I spent so much time arranging for the old man to come out... What is your relationship with him?"

"What kind of friendship?" The man smiled, "You also know that person's reputation... You said I win over him, why?"

"Anyway, it's for your good. Don't worry, I will help you." The woman smiled softly, "You must also take my matter to heart. With my current status, nothing is easy. So you must keep that person in mind for me and help me find him. Don’t forget about him accidentally.”

"I forget someone's business, and I dare not forget yours." The man smiled, "I'm afraid of you - click."

"When your head hits the ground, it can make a click." The woman also laughed, her body trembling with laughter, and the shadows on the wall were like wind swings.

The man was also smiling, his slender body propped up on the couch, his hanging clothes flowing elegantly under the moonlight, like a half-leaning jade tree.

On a moonlit night, in a quiet room, in a deep palace, a man and a woman are relatively gentle and smiling.

They fight, beat, and test each other, and the dialogues are full of smiles but contain murderous intent.

Feng Zhiwei was in the darkness under the couch, her eyes burning.

"It's getting late, you should go back." The man said softly for a while, then seemed to hand over something, "Your medicine."

The woman said "hmm", took it and ate it obediently.

She was half lying on the couch, with one hand hanging under the couch, in front of Feng Zhiwei's eyes.

Suddenly a burst of powder floated over, blurring Feng Zhiwei's eyes.

Feng Zhiwei blinked hard and then blinked away the powder. Just as the two of them were not moving, she was wondering where the dust came from. When she raised her eyes, she saw a bit of light yellow powder coming from the woman's hand hanging under the couch. It fell silently from the hand and scattered in the wind.

Feng Zhiwei suddenly realized for a moment - she didn't take the medicine given by the man at all, but also changed the situation. She took the fake medicine she had prepared. The medicine given by the man was quietly crushed in her hands at this moment.

She didn't know there was someone under the bed, and she was trying to show Feng Zhiwei clearly.

Feng Zhiwei gasped, sounding in his stomach.

This pair of men and women are affectionate on the outside, but murderous and cunning on the inside!

What kind of medicine is this?

What deal are these two doing?

Who is lying to whom, and who is hiding from whom? Or are they both lying to each other?

A lot of questions came up, but the woman above her head had already packed herself up, stood up and said with a smile, "I'm leaving. Remember, don't keep me waiting for too long."

The man hummed, and the woman walked gracefully on the ground for a few steps, then flew up. The shadow on the wall flashed, and only one was left.