Marry a black belly husband

Chapter 3 First Acquaintance
The door of the box was opened recklessly, a man in red and a maroon rushed in, followed by a petite oriental girl.

The red hair rushed in eagerly, with a silver pendant hanging around his neck, a knot on his bare chest was set in the middle of his pectoral muscles, a black cold leather coat and a silver shadow-colored inner jacket wrapped the man's dizzying figure.

"Ling, are you okay? If I knew it last time, I would have blown up the bunch of bastards." The red hair was as full of gunpowder as his hair color.

The man with chestnut hair behind him stood far away, wearing a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose to cover up his sharp eyes, and his white suit added points to his gentle temperament, rubbing back and forth on the place where his jaw was supported.

"Ling, you're lucky this time. Next, it's the turn of the nasha party to be unlucky. Where is the most exciting place to start?" With a gentle tone, he spoke with a poisonous arrow.

"Shen Hui, Qiao Yu, you two, don't talk about violence and blood." Finally, he rushed in to check Ling Luo's injuries, heaved a sigh of relief, and heard the pair of partners who were in a mess, one of them unceremoniously fried chestnuts.

Feng Liuzui diverted a little attention to the petite woman, but found nothing special, the two people who were beaten were muttering dissatisfaction, but their eyes were warm and indulgent, they smiled knowingly and continued to study her computer.

"Muran is the real violent maniac, we just talked about it, but you did it directly." The two hid in the corner and whispered secretly.

"What did you two say?" Threateningly warned the two people in the corner.

"Let's discuss what to have for dinner. Muran's craftsmanship makes people drool just thinking about it." The two stood up straight and spoke neatly.

"Ling, are you okay!" Muran didn't see any serious wounds on Ling Luo's body, so he was still not sure.

"It's okay." Ling Luo's tone was not as cold as before, and he felt much better after seeing the brothers who went through life and death together.

"That's good." The petite woman let out a long sigh, and was surprised to find the only strange woman in the room: "You are Ling's..."

"No." The movements of his hands did not slow down, and a faint, irritating voice interrupted the petite woman's words.

"You know Ling." Wei Wei tentatively opened her mouth.

"I don't know." The straightforward denial surprised the entire group, and the identity of the young master Luo Dao was enough to please many people: "We just have a deal, he pays and I contribute." It seems to be talking about an unimportant matter , the indifferent expression did not show any emotion.

Feng Liuzui looked blankly at the warm houses around her, and the smell of delicious food came from the kitchen.Ever since she heard that she was the one who led that cold and boring man to break through, and at the same time knew that she was also a Chinese petite woman with a warm and hospitable nature. house.She had many opportunities to leave, but she was stumped by the smell of food in the kitchen. It is not easy to eat authentic Chinese food in the United States.

"Liuzui, what do you want to eat?" Muran in the kitchen stuck out his small head and asked cutely Feng Liuzui who was sitting on the sofa and typing on the computer.

"Stir-fried chicken fillets, sweet and sour fish, crispy shrimp rolls, double-cooked beef, stewed eggs with minced meat, boiled chicken, shredded cabbage, fish-flavored shredded pork..." A bunch of dish names slipped out.

"No problem, it's easy, just leave it to me." The woman in the kitchen patted her chest proudly.

Feng Liuzui looked down at the information "Top Secret Information" displayed on the computer that she had been working on for a long time, her indifferent eyes suddenly turned cold, it really was that group of people.

In a luxuriously equipped research institute, the sign of "seminar room" hangs on the door.A middle-aged man over forty years old in the room looked at the cold and proud figure of a woman on the projector.A shrewd and calculating gaze looked at the other people who were a few years older in the room, and said in fluent English: "The rose has appeared, and my subordinates have found her trace."

When the other man heard it, his face turned into a broken chrysanthemum with a smile: "We have worked so hard to water the rose. How could she leave us so easily? We should do it ourselves if we want to destroy it." Finally One sentence is cruel.

A gray-and-white man who looked to be in his sixties pulled the stubble on his chin and said, "The little flower bud of the rose has grown up, and the flowering should be remembered as the result of careful cultivation by our group of flower growers. Want to get out of control."

"Little Rose has grown up, she is really charming." The vicious man with a scar on his face looked obscenely at the graceful figure of the woman on the projector.

"It's a pity that everything that Little Rose does recently gives some people who are not easy to mess with an excuse to seek death." Thinking of some information just obtained on the computer, the four people in the room met and laughed, and their cash cow quickly just came back.

Feng Liuzui, who was waiting for dinner, looked at the leaked information on the computer, and couldn't help cursing, these old immortals wanted to continue to manipulate her.If you want to talk about stealing information, she said that the second is that no one dares to say the first. She carelessly didn't lock it this time to let these old guys sneak in. Let's see how she can let this group of black-hearted people still want to be greedy People go down at ease.

"Liu Zui, dinner is ready!" Seeing Muran staggering out of the kitchen with three dishes in both hands, Feng Liu Zui closed the computer in his hand and threw it on the sofa to sleep. The skirt showed a beautiful arc in the air, and the bright eyes were free and easy with an intoxicating fragrance.

A swan landed on the ground, quickly took the three dishes from Muran's hand, landed them safely on the table, and rotated an angle to catch the startled little woman behind her.With a slender waist in her arms, she mischievously looked at the staring-eyed person in her arms. She rolled up a lock of hair with her slender fingers, squinted her beautiful eyes and sniffed the fragrance of the hair, and gently left a trace of hair on the tip of her hair. Kiss, the strands of hair fall from between the fingers one by one.Lifting the chin of the woman in her arms to imitate Hua Cong's prodigal son's flirting, she said softly with ambiguous eyes like water: "Xiao Muran, let's have a romantic love, how about if it's you, I will make myself forget the self-consciousness of being a woman .”

"..." There was silence for a while.

"Hahaha, Muran was so teased by the woman that she blushed and her heart beat." The three of them, who had just entered the door and watched this scene, were a little unresponsive, looking at the cold and immaculate woman in the room, hugging another petite and cute woman to flirt with. .Shen Hui stood in a daze for a moment and couldn't help laughing, while Qiao Yu, who was standing next to him, lowered his head and carefully wiped the dust on his glasses, but his shoulders kept shaking. staring at the sky.

"What are you laughing at? We're all full, right? It just so happens that you don't have a share." The woman who woke up from the laughter looked at the three standing at the door with embarrassment.

"I didn't laugh, I'm so hungry!" Qiao Yu put on his glasses calmly and strode towards the restaurant.

Feng Liuzui took a good seat and sat down and threw a piece of pork ribs into his mouth, squinting his eyes in enjoyment, and his crescent-shaped smile made Muran beside him relax and laugh.

(End of this chapter)