urban evil king

Seeing Song Ziye's serious expression, Wang Zheng looked away, not knowing what to say.

Finding a place sheltered from the wind, Wang Zheng lit the dead branches, threaded the pheasant and the hare on the fire and handcuffed them. After a while, the tempting aroma came to the nostrils.

Song Ziye sat with her knees hugged by the bonfire, her pretty face was stained with a lot of dust, and flushed red by the firelight, it seemed to add a different kind of charm, less the aura of a high-ranking goddess, and more of a neighbor The intimacy of the girl.

While turning the roasted rabbit and chicken, Wang Zheng took out a small bottle from his bosom, opened it and sprinkled the powder inside evenly on the roasted meat, the aroma became more intense immediately, and Song Ziye's stomach started to growl.

"What is this? Why is it so fragrant?" Song Ziye looked at the small bottle in Wang Zheng's hand and asked curiously.

"Barbecue seasoning, I prepared it myself." Wang Zheng explained while sprinkling the seasoning: "I used to go on missions a lot, and it was normal to stay in the jungle for a month or so. You can't eat raw meat every time, so , This bottle of seasoning is also what I have to bring with me every time I go out on a mission, I can't be too unkind to myself."

"However, if you are in the deep mountains and old forests, try not to do this, otherwise you will attract some ferocious carnivores."

Looking at Wang Zheng who was seriously spreading the condiments, Song Ziye was a little crazy for a while.

"Come on, try it, be careful it's hot." Wang Zheng tore off a handcuffed golden-yellow rabbit leg, and said, "Try Wang's barbecue."

Song Ziye took it, not afraid of being burned, and took a big bite without hesitation, with an expression of admiration on his face.

"It's so delicious! It's so delicious!" Song Ziye's mouth was full of rabbit meat, and he swallowed it, admiring non-stop.

"Then eat quickly." Wang Zheng also picked up the roast chicken and began to eat it. Both of them seemed to be foodies, the kind who would die when they encountered something delicious.

"Actually, I really thought that if one day I quit these hard-working jobs, I could go to a food stall to open a barbecue restaurant, and sell barbecue every day with a towel on my shirtless arms, watching a group of old men eating barbecue and drinking beer. Haikan is also a very pleasant thing."

Listening to Wang Zheng's words, Song Ziye also showed yearning expression.

"Is it true that you can't give up your current life?" Song Ziye asked.

"It's not that I can't give up, but there are many things waiting for me to complete." Wang Zheng took a bite of the delicious chicken and chewed: "It must be done."

"Just like you, if you gave up your identity as the eldest lady of the Song family and became the proprietress of a barbecue seller, would you be willing?"

"It's okay, if that boss is you, I think it's not bad." Song Ziye didn't hide his feelings at all.

Wang Zheng shook his head and smiled, and continued to ask: "But if the Song family lost you, they would face the danger of family ruin or even extinction. Would you still make such a choice?"

Song Ziye was also silent.

The greater a person's ability, the greater the responsibility.There are too many things that I have undertaken, and I am destined not to give up easily.

"From now on, your dream is my dream." Song Ziye looked at the stars in the night sky and said, "Open a barbecue stall, even if there is no male boss."

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For three consecutive days, Song Ziye slept curled up in Wang Zheng's arms. She seemed to be used to sleeping in Wang Zheng's warm arms. She would not feel cold or in any danger.

However, this is suffering for our killer Wang. A beautiful woman with a flowery and jade-like devil figure sleeps in his arms, her body is pressed tightly against her. It is a lie to say that she is not impulsive. How many times Wang Zheng feels His lower abdomen was so hot that he wanted to turn over and rectify Song Ziye on the spot, but he was helpless. Wang Zheng felt that he was in the wild and didn't have soap to wash his hands. Wouldn't it be a bit unhygienic to carry out such activities.And it's so cold, what if I catch a cold.

Forcibly convincing himself with far-fetched reasons, Wang Zheng still couldn't restrain the rush of thousands of horses in his heart. He was not a gentleman, and would often stretch out his hand, pretending to casually put it on Song Ziye's thigh or buttocks, secretly enjoying it. That bouncy and sultry touch.

"Well, this can be regarded as having fun while suffering." Lying under the starry sky beside the fire, Wang Da's bodyguard looked contented.

On the fourth day, Song Ziye encountered another difficult problem.

"Wang Zheng." Before Song Ziye could speak, his pretty face was flushed, almost dripping water.

"What's the matter? What are you so shy about? After sleeping together for so many days, what can't be said." Wang Zheng had nothing nice to say, and Song Ziye's face turned redder, making Wang Zheng feel the urge to take a bite.

"I, count the time, I think I'm about to come, what should I do?" Song Ziye blushed even more ashamed, stomped his feet, turned around, and didn't dare to look at Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng was startled, and then laughed out loud, almost to the point of tears.

"You have no conscience, why are you laughing?" Song Ziye said angrily.

"Come on, come on, what can I do?" Wang Zheng spread his hands, expressing that there was nothing he could do to help.

"This is in the wilderness, I..." Song Ziye was also helpless.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Wang Zheng suppressed a smile and said, "I'll see if I can postpone it for a few days."

"Can you postpone it?" Song Ziye couldn't believe it, but after thinking about it, the man in front of him seemed to have nothing he couldn't do.

"Well, let me try." Wang Zheng pointed to the ground: "Get down on the ground and expose your lower back."

Song Ziye seemed to trust Wang Zheng very much, and without the slightest hesitation, he lifted up his clothes, revealing his flat belly and smooth skin.

Lying on Wang Zheng's windbreaker, Song Ziye said, "Can we start now? It's a bit cold."

"Okay, that's the beginning." Wang Zheng pulled his gaze away from Song Ziye's skin, took out the silver needle from the small box in his arms, sterilized it with alcohol cotton in the box, and then gently Pierce the acupuncture point on Song Ziye's lower back.

"Why do you have so much research on Chinese medicine?" Song Ziye asked, feeling the cool breath in the acupuncture points on his lower back.

"It's not Chinese medicine, but gynecology." Wang Zheng twisted the silver needle a few times, then retracted the needle, and said, "I also know a little about andrology. I can't help it. I just like it."

"Rogue." Song Ziye said softly, but his eyes were soft.

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"Are you finally going out?"

On the sixth day, Song Ziye looked at the town in front of him, and then at the forest that disappeared behind him, feeling a little reluctant to part with him.

The past six days can be called the most beautiful and exciting experience in Song Ziye's life. As the eldest lady of a prominent family, she must take care of the family's image in every aspect of her behavior, and use the best The image faced everyone, and these few days were undoubtedly the most relaxing moments for her. Although it was a bit difficult, it would be an unforgettable memory for her.

"Yes, if you don't go out, you will become a savage." Wang Zheng pointed to Song Ziye, and said with a smile: "I haven't washed or washed my hair for so many days, I'm afraid your family will not recognize you face to face. Come on, a flower in the capital also transforms into a flower with a dog's tail in the capital."

"Don't laugh at me, you won't be much better."

In fact, Song Ziye's image is quite good. Although his hair is a little messed up and dirty, his pretty face is still very fair. Wearing Wang Zheng's tattered and dirty windbreaker, it gave this beautiful woman a lot of attention. Added a different feeling.Even though he looked dusty, it still couldn't conceal Song Ziye's amazing face.

As for Wang Zheng, he was much more sloppy.The cashmere sweater had already been torn many times, the leather shoes and trousers were also full of dust, and the face was dirty, except for the two eyeballs which were relatively bright.

Seeing each other's appearance, Song Ziye and Wang Zheng couldn't help smiling, and they laughed together.

After laughing, Wang Zheng's eyes were warm and mellow: "It finally came out."

Song Ziye walked up to Wang Zheng, held his hand lightly, and said, "I still say the same thing, I will be grateful for having these six days in my life."

Song Ziye was undoubtedly a smart woman. She knew that she could not control Wang Zheng. The conflict between the family behind her and Wang Zheng was so great that it was impossible to mediate. Even Wang Zheng was shot this time. Among them is Song Ziye's father Song Mingwei.

One day, Wang Zheng will swing his knife at the Song family.

Whenever he thinks of that moment, Song Ziye is filled with sadness.

So, when she asked Wang Zheng "Can't I give up?" in the mountains, even though she knew there was no hope, she still had a little fantasy.Song Ziye knew that if she was framed like this herself, she would not let go of the person who framed her behind her back.

Wang Zheng will not give up what he wants to protect, he will not give up the goal he wants to achieve, and Song Ziye will also not give up the family that gave birth to her and raised her.It was precisely because she knew that future conflicts and conflicts were inevitable that she asked Wang Zheng to spare her father's life.

Song Ziye understood that these six days away from the world were the only six days he could spend alone with Wang Zheng giving up all disputes.In the future, it may be impossible to find such an opportunity again.

The only emotion in life is so short.From trembling to the end, but just six days.

Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, six days, in terms of a life, is very short, so short that it can be ignored as an instant, but this instant is the only dazzling one.

At this time, Song Ziye burst into tears.

Knowing what she was thinking, Wang Zheng gently smoothed Song Ziye's hair, and said, "I used to believe in one thing, and I still do it now."

"As long as you want it, you will have it."

When Song Ziye heard the words, his face was full of tears, and he gently buried his head in Wang Zheng's arms.

Wang Zheng hugged Song Ziye lightly, letting her tears wet his clothes.

"I know what I want. I want that feeling of living with you." Song Ziye's voice was soft but distant.

Wang Zheng was silent.

"Wang Zheng, how about we elope." Song Ziye's voice was ethereal.

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