Transmigration: President's strategy manual

Because of those beautiful eyes, Feng Yi Qing put the things in his hand aside.

He leaned over to the young man's eyes and gave him a tender kiss.

Feeling the temperature of the eyelids, Gong Qing half squints and looks at the man in front of her.

At this time, he wanted to hold the man and release Gu Qianwang in his body.

But he can't, because Feng Yi Qing gives him medicine, absolutely can't just want to press him.

Gong Qing's guess is good. Feng Yi Qing is not optimistic about his body.

But to give him medicine today is not just to oppress him, but to torture him.

Feng Yi Qing kisses his eyes, then leaves and takes the things on the table.

Gong Qing looked at the things in the man's hands and kept retreating.

There was fear in his eyes, even a slight injury.

The man in the hand that so big false y, J, let Gong Qing really afraid.

It's so big, it's going to kill people.

Feng Yi Qing didn't seem to see the young man's scared face.

With a smile on his face, "Anyu, don't be afraid, I will be very gentle."

Gong Qing looked at the things in each other's hands, looked at his evil smile, and shook his head constantly.

"No, I don't want it. It's going to die. It's going to die."

Feng Yi Qing hears these words, the face becomes ugliness to get up, he stretches out a hand to pinch the jaw of palace Qing.

The cold voice rang out, "you also know there will be dead people, so Xiaochen, Xiaochen said no at the beginning, but who will let him go!"

Gong Qing looked at Feng Yi Qing's gloomy face, and the cold words, and knew that tonight seemed doomed.

He couldn't imagine if he would survive tonight.

But I don't know how to escape this fate.

In fact, he can resist, but he can escape.

But he escaped. What should Feng Yiqing do.

Gong Qing closed her eyes.

Maybe the man is angry tonight, and the hatred in his heart will be reduced.

Feng Yi Qing looked at the youth that pair of beautiful eyes closed, cold voice way: "open eyes!"

Hearing this, Gong Qing's eyes opened without any resistance.

Feng Yi Qing was fascinated to see his eyes, and even gently stroked with his hand.

"Anyu, you know what? Your eyes are really beautiful. People can't help but want to dig them out and treasure them for a lifetime. They are so shiny and beautiful, even the stars in the sky."

Gong Qing knows that Feng Yi Qing says so, but he won't really dig out his eyes.

This man won't torture him so much, he believes.

At this time the man close contact, he found the man's eyes deep struggle.

See to come Feng Yi Qing to him, also not as always of ruthlessness.

Feng Yi Qing also knows the vacillation in his heart.

But when he thought of Xiaochen's death, he felt a little soft and became tough again.

The hands left Gong Qing's face and stroked his body slowly.

"Si La"

The sound of clothes being torn.

"Anyu, didn't you say we went to bed during the day? Then I'll make your wish come true."

At this time, Feng Yi Qing looks at the youth of red fruit in the sofa, the tone is very gentle.

Then the whole night's torture of Gong Qing began.

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At dawn, the torture slowly stopped.

Feng Yi Qing leaves Gong Qing's body.

Looking at the dying youth under him, his eyes looked complicated.

This night, a lot of things are different.

But each other's identities, it seems, can not change too much.

Looking at the blood in the sofa and the blood on the youth, Feng Yi Qing reached out and pressed her forehead.

There was not much satisfaction in his heart, even some discomfort.

But this is what he decided.

Young man is Anyang Feng's son. He is not wrong in doing so.

What they have done to Xiaochen is really insignificant.

But why did he regret it.

Especially looking at the wet corner of the young man's eyes, how he wanted to comfort him.

But he can't.

Feng Yi Qing picked up the mobile phone and took several photos of Gong Qing's body.

Then he put away his mobile phone and picked up the young man.

There are servants in the villa every day.

He had to clean up the bloody scene before the servants came.

The police have found him.

I'm afraid we've started monitoring him.

When Anyang peak is still suffering and dying, he must not have an accident.

Feng Yi Qing holds Gong Qing up and goes upstairs. Originally, she planned to send her to the other party's bedroom.

But when I passed my room, I stopped.

He only hesitated for a moment, then pushed his bedroom away, and the person in his arms took him in.

Feng Yi Qing personally cleans up for Gong Qing.

In this process, you can also hear the other party say pain, no more and so on.

It can be seen that this incident has a great shadow on the youth.

Looking at the young man lying in the bath, Feng Yi Qing has pity in her eyes.

If he's not that man's son, then——

Then there will be no result for both of them.

Feng Yi Qing shakes his head and smiles bitterly.

He's a murderer. He always knew.

Even if Anyu is not Anyang Feng's son, he will not have anything to do with each other.

Because they have no future.

At this time, Feng Yi Qing can't help but be glad that an Yu is the son of an Yangfeng.

If he is not, then the two will not be involved.

They won't have such in-depth contact and opportunities for physical communication.

At this time, he had to be thankful, otherwise he would have no chance to contact this young man in his whole life.

Wash the person clean, Feng Yi Qing holds the person to his bedroom bed.

Cover each other with a thin quilt, and Feng Yi Qing sits beside the bed.

Looking at the young man's pale face, Feng Yi Qing can't help but bow his head and kiss each other's mouth.

Originally, he intended to leave as soon as he touched, but the taste of young people's lips was so beautiful that he couldn't give up.

"No... um..."

Until the person under the body is about to be out of breath, Feng Yi Qing just leaves.

Gong Qing felt her breath smooth, rolled up her quilt and fell into a deep sleep again.

He was so tired and really miserable that night.

So even though I close my eyes at this time, the brow is still tightly wrinkled together.

Feng Yi Qing see this for its pull quilt, get up to leave, toward the computer room.

Start the computer, Fengyi qingqingmen familiar with the video of opening the computer.

In this villa, in every corner, Fengyi Qing is equipped with invisible cameras.

The scene of him and the youth last night was recorded.

Looking at what he did on the youth last night, Feng Yi Qing copied it.

This thing should be enough to make Anyang summit crazy.

But at the thought of the young man's naked appearance, he would be seen by others. Feng Yi Qing's eyes sank down.

He didn't want anyone to see it.

The youth's beautiful body and moving face, he only wanted to see for himself.

Even if it's their own father, he wants them to see it.

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