The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

"Song September, you are really more and more courageous. What did I say last time?! You can't change a dog from eating shit, or a cat from eating dried fish

Fu Tsai hugs her waist and throws her directly on the sofa. Song Jiujiu is struggling. She is trying to defend herself, but her mobile phone rings.

Fu Tsai, this special bell, only when that person plays, will ring. He kisses the lips of song and September, and immediately gets up and presses the answer button.

"The night has given me black eyes..."

The old man has some serious and distant voice. Fu Tsai's pupil shrinks. He hears the man inside saying this. He looks down at Song Jiujiu, who is not in the state. He immediately gets up and goes to the French window. His face becomes serious and looks at the glass on one side.

"I use it to find light..."

At the other end of the screen came a low laugh, Fu Tsai did not speak, quietly waiting to hear each other speak.

"It's time to come back, disaster."

Fu Tsai clenched the hand of the mobile phone tightly, faintly bowed his head. Song September didn't know who this person was talking to, but she had never seen such Fu Tsai. It was like a sword hidden in the dark. It was cold and fierce, which made people afraid.

She has always known that Fu Tsai's identity is very mysterious. As for what it is, maybe even the people around him are not clear, and she is even more unclear. At this time, she can only hold her breath quietly and try not to disturb each other.

Fu Tsai hung up the phone, looking down at the moment, a trace of reflection flashed in his eyes. Looking back at the eyes of the Song Dynasty in September, his face was gradually tinged with a smile.

"Can't accompany you, want to sleep obediently, wait for me to come back."

I don't know why. Every time Fu Tsai said this, song September felt very nervous. It was like the farewell of a general on the battlefield to his wife. When she thought of this, her heart trembled and her throat seemed to be blocked by something.

Fu Tsai has come over and touched her head. She is spoiled in her eyes.

"I'm gone."

Song September bowed her head and felt that there was a kind of unspeakable dull pain in her heart. He was so mysterious, but this layer of mystery blocked the relationship between the two people. She tried to get close to her, but everything was as chaotic as falling clouds.

She suddenly remembered that Fu Tsai had reminded her that the enemy in the future was definitely not Sheng Banshan and Xia Bing could compare. What she had to face was more powerful than this.

Fu Tsai looked at her not to speak, sighed, bowed his head and kissed her lips. He felt that the man was in a low mood. He bit her lip gently and sucked.

Song Jiujiu raised his head and opened his eyes. Seeing this man's serious face, he slowly put his arm around his waist, which was very tight.

After a kiss, Fu Tsai looked down at her and rubbed her forehead.

"Eat well, don't always have snacks."

Song Jiujiu nodded and agreed to the other party. Fu Tsai then let go of the man and strode toward the outside of the house.

Song September heard the sound of closing the door and knew that the man had left. He got up and went to the door. Suddenly, he felt very sad. Why did the person not say anything, so that she could not touch the end of the matter, and was so confused and uneasy.

Open the door, this just found out that it was raining heavily outside. I was shaking in my heart and couldn't help shouting "Fu Zai!"

However, on a rainy night, I can't hear anything clearly. Song September is now at the door. The light in the room spreads from behind her, reflecting her figure, which has a delicate sense of holiness.

It's raining heavily, the street lights are dim, and you can't see anything clearly. The cold wind comes and goes, which makes people want to shiver.

The black car in the rain curtain is quietly stopping. The old man is sitting on his seat with crutches, and his face has a sense of wisdom to see through everything.

"That girl is..."

Fu Tsai closed the window. Some rain had come in. His sleeves were wet and cold.

"The Fu family in the future."

The old man nodded to the driver to drive.

"Your identity, she will be very dangerous, disaster, you should know that."

"I will protect her."

The old man clenched his crutches and sighed.

"It's easy to tie your hands and feet. You should have a long-term vision. We live in the dark, and this kind of thing is not needed."

Fu Tsai turned his head and looked at the rain outside, and frowned slightly.

"With her, Los Angeles is my home. I will protect her. She is not a cowardly girl. She will become very strong. I am looking forward to her day."

The old man didn't speak any more. The atmosphere in the carriage was obviously cold. The high beam light came on and drove towards the distance.

……

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and occasionally accompanied by thunder. Song and September waited restlessly all night. Fu Tsai still didn't come back. Finally, she fell asleep on the carpet.

When I wake up again, it's just a little light outside. It's only half past five in the morning. I can only see the blue in the black sky.Song Jiujiu took the mobile phone and called Fu Cai last night. The other party's mobile phone has been turned off. At this time, she made another call, which was still turned off.

Frowning, she got up to brush her teeth and wash her face. It was only six o'clock in the morning, but she still drove out. Waiting in the villa like this would only make her more and more anxious.

The rain outside has been small down, now almost no umbrella, but standing for a long time, the body will still be wet.

She got out of the car and wanted to buy breakfast. It was still hazy before dawn. As soon as she passed by the side alley, she turned to see a man leaning against the wall. Her whole body was covered by black cloth, and her face was covered with a ghost mask. It was frightening in such a morning.

Song September's pace stopped, holding the principle of not meddling, want to speed up the pace to leave here.

"Help me."

Her heart trembled with a deep and hoarse voice. She felt that the voice was strange, but the other party had just spoken and asked her to save him

Song Jiujiu bravely approached, only to find that he seemed to be injured.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was suddenly pulled to the wall and put a gun on her neck. The cold muzzle of the gun was facing her like that.

Song September's pupil shrinks, does not speak, frowns at this man, cold dark, gloomy, this is what she feels

Cham?

No, that man's momentum is not so strong, yes, in front of this man, she only felt two words - strong.

At this moment, she felt as weak as a mole ant, as if in front of her was a towering mountain, and she couldn't move under the momentum of the other party.

"What do you want to do?"