hot king

()Paris.St. Ancia Street.

The night was deep, and there was no sound around.

A dark figure stood under the camphor tree by the roadside, looking for a long time at a European-style villa facing him.

After hesitating for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind, he suddenly stood on tiptoe and quickly rushed under the corner of the villa.

He climbed up the wall with both hands, jumped a few times, and climbed to the window on the second floor.

He is as clever as a fox and moves like a rabbit.

His movements are so skillful and fast, even the professional thieves in TV movies are not as professional as him.

There is a big difference between houses in France and houses in China. Every house in China will install anti-theft windows and anti-theft nets. Each house is like a large and small iron cage.Houses in France are rarely equipped with anti-theft windows. I don’t know if their security awareness is worse or the law and order is better.

Standing on the window sill, the black shadow took out a small knife from his pocket, poked lightly a few times between the glass gaps, and then he pushed open the two windows that were snapped together.

He jumped into the room and stood behind the thick curtains listening quietly.

There was the sound of breathing. According to the breathing frequency and the thickness of the voice, it could be determined that it was a woman's voice.

woman.one.

Of course, the reason why Sombra chose this window was also because he had already determined that the person behind this window was exactly what he was looking for.

First, according to her status as a girl, she should of course live in this room.Because this room faces the street and has the best light.

Second, the curtains are lavender, which is in line with the girl's personality.

Third, he saw some flowers and plants placed outside the window sill, including her favorite baby's breath.

Nearly.

Getting closer and closer.

That girl is close at hand, within reach.

He stepped out from behind the curtains and walked to the edge of the bed in the darkness without any light.

He could hear the girl's breathing more clearly, and he could smell the alluring fragrance on the girl's body.

He walked over, looked at the raised silhouette of the girl on the big bed hiding under the blanket, and chuckled lightly.

It's a bad habit to turn on the air conditioner and cover the quilt.Need to remind her to correct it.

How did the princess wake up?

Was awakened by the prince's kiss.

Soi Ying was about to wake up his little princess with a kiss, and was looking forward to seeing her surprise and surprise.

He leaned down and kissed her gently on the forehead.

Unfortunately, the girl did not wake up.

She reached out and touched her forehead, then turned her back to Tang Zhong and slept even more sweetly.

"It seems that the dose needs to be increased." Hei Ying said with a chuckle.

He took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed carefully, and hugged the woman from behind.

When she wakes up tomorrow morning and opens her eyes, she must be unbelievable when she sees herself holding her. Think this is just a beautiful dream?

He was very proud of his own idea, and closed his eyes with great satisfaction.

Qiu Jingwen is a good girl with a soft appearance and a tough female hooligan inside.

Just looking at her appearance, everyone thought she was a gentle, considerate, kind, and intelligent woman.

However, she is very stubborn in her bones, with a strong desire to destroy and protect.She wants to destroy what she doesn't like, and she tries to protect what she likes.

It is also because of her personality that she has always been at odds with her brother Qiu Hongtu. She went to France to study alone when she was young, and she is still unwilling to return to China.

She also has a small problem, which is that she sleeps extremely dishonestly.

A bed that big might not be enough for her.There have been countless times when I opened my eyes on a beautiful morning and found myself lying on a thick carpet.

When did it fall?She shook her head, not impressed at all.

She is very active.Likes to move around while sleeping.

If someone presses her or stands in her way, it will make her feel uncomfortable.

Yes, Qiu Jingwen is very uncomfortable now.Because she wanted to move her body, she wanted to change to a more comfortable position, but her body was held by someone, so she couldn't move no matter what.

Her body trembled violently, as if she had fallen from a skyscraper.

Because of this huge gap, she suddenly woke up from a deep sleep.

Ghost press?

She thought of the rumors among Chinese people.

It is rumored that when you sleep at night, you encounter something unclean, and they will invade your body.Although your mind is still there, your body is no longer under control.I can’t speak when I want to speak, and I can’t open my eyes if I want to. The solution is——

Could it be that he encountered the legendary dirty thing?

"I don't know if it's a Chinese ghost or a French ghost?" She thought to herself.

Unable to move her body, she moved her legs.

Hey, the legs can move.

Hey, the butt can move too.

Hey, fists can move too——

What surprised her even more was that the little ghost behind him was still breathing.Moreover, his hot breath made her ears numb and itchy.Comfortable and uncomfortable.

She thought of another possibility.

Make a fist and accumulate strength.

Then, the body suddenly twisted around and slammed a roundabout fist at the head of the 'se ghost'.

boom--

Her fist was grabbed by another, bigger hand.

She couldn't move her wrist, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

"It's me." Black Shadow said.

Huaxia?Chinese people?

it's me?Am I familiar with you?

Who knows who you are?

She froze for a moment, then kicked over.

boom--

Her thigh was clamped between two legs.

Because of the violent action, the nightgown on her body was torn off.The bare thighs were exposed in the cold air, which made her body start to get goosebumps.

"Aren't you Qiu Yihan?" Hei Ying whispered.From the sound of his voice, he was more surprised than the woman who was hugged by her.

Are you not Qiu Yihan?

This question made Qiu Jingwen give up the decision to yell, and asked aloud, "Who are you?"

"I rely on it." Hei Ying was anxious.From the voice, it can be heard that this woman is really not Qiu Yihan.

He let go of Qiu Jingwen's body, didn't answer her question, and rushed behind the curtain as if fleeing for his life.

Snapped--

Qiu Jingwen quickly turned on the bed light, opened the curtains and looked out, the black figure had jumped downstairs and was running wildly into the distance.

"Damn it." She gritted her teeth and cursed——

The sky was clear, the air was fresh, the sun was shining, and it was another beautiful day.

Qiu Yihan doesn't like Paris, but he likes the city of Paris.Because it is so elegant and classic, and it is also full of traffic and people, but it has such air and blue sky.For Qiu Yihan, who had lived in Yanjing for a long time, this was simply an unbelievable thing.

You know, she is in Yanjing, but she rarely sees the blue sky and white clouds.No matter when you look up at any time, it is always gray.Such weather can easily make people feel bad.

As usual, she came to St. Anthony Avenue with her drawing board and brush box on her back.

She likes to draw, she likes to paint portraits of people.

Improving her painting level is secondary to her.Because it is impossible for her to make a living on this in the future, and her parents will not agree.She is the only heir of the Hongda Group, and she has no other choices.Drawing is just a hobby for her.

The reason why she likes to paint portraits of people is because she is very quiet and peaceful when painting.She felt that she was doing something extremely serious and relaxed.

If she got bored at any time, she would guess the person's occupation, personality, and what kind of story happened in his life based on the shape and characteristics of the face she depicted.This is the basic skill of a painter, but she felt that she was an excellent novelist at that time.

Oh, she likes to read novels.

She set up the shelf and put the drawing board on it.

Opening the brush box again, she chose a pencil and began to sharpen it slowly and skillfully according to her drawing habits.

Her mood is bubbling beautifully, she feels that everything she does now breathes the air of freedom.

"It's good to be away from home." Qiu Yihan thought in her heart.

"How much does it cost to paint a portrait?" someone asked aloud.

"Ten yuan." Qiu Yihan replied casually.It's great news for her that business is coming so quickly.

Then, she looked up sharply.

She couldn't believe her eyes when she looked at the handsome man with soft eyes sitting on the ponytail specially provided for guests.

"Qiu Yihan, wake up, it's afternoon now." She said to herself in her heart.

"Then draw me one," the man said.

"Okay." She forced the laughter and the tears that were about to burst into her eyes, and said aloud.Her hand holding the pencil became heavy and less restrained.

hiss-

The pencil drew a crack heavily on the paper, and the paper was completely useless.

So, she tore off the blank paper, and drew on it again with a pen.

whoosh-

With a swipe of the pen tip, another curved meaningless symbol appeared on the white paper.

She tore off the discarded white paper again.

click-

The third time was even worse, because she had just drawn a few strokes, and because of the problem of using force, she actually broke the pen tip on the customer's face that had not yet been outlined.

She couldn't take it any longer.

She threw away the pencil in her hand. When she got up, she accidentally knocked down the drawing board. Countless papers were blown all over the sky by the wind. Her foot kicked the brush box far away, and the red, green and green pencils rolled out——

She rushed to the smiling man sitting on the saddle, the man who made her dream, the man who made her unable to control herself.

"Tang Zhong." She shouted loudly.

The man opened his arms, waiting for the happy bird to return.

boom--

The two hugged each other tightly.

click-

Maza couldn't bear the weight of the two people, and after making a fragmented sound, he fell to the ground.