Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"I've said everything I need to say. The rest is up to you. Whether the problem can be solved depends on you. As for Lao Chen... this guy is just a tsundere. Just ignore her and be a little tougher."

Adults all understand what “toughness” means.

Before Feng Qingyu could protest, Xingxiong paid for the two drinks and ran away quickly, leaving Feng Qingyu standing there in a disheveled state.

There is no other way. I can only take Chen back tonight and find a way to explain it another day.

She searched Chen's belt and pockets but found nothing like keys, not even the car keys.

Could it be...

"This guy Xingxiong..."

In order to force himself to face the problem, Xingxiong actually went to such lengths.

Now there are only two options left: take Chen Sir to a hotel and get a room, or take him back home.

Weighing the pros and cons, the latter is safer. How could it be possible for someone to see me taking Mr. Chen to a hotel?

Unfortunately, she had just arrived in Longmen and had not had time to get the car from the garage at home. She could only call Baihu and ask her to borrow one to drive first.

"I'm Qinglong, I'm at the Shuguang Bar right now. I'll explain the details later. If it's convenient for you, please drive over here right away. I have something urgent to do. Thank you very much."

The other party agreed quickly and came over from home immediately.

About half an hour later, Baihu drove his green Borghini to the door of the bar. The cool silver body of the car attracted the attention of a large number of passers-by.

Not only the car, the owner himself is also very attractive, especially the long silver hair.

Feng Qingyu wanted to keep a low profile, but he forgot to say it just now, and now he has no time to change, so he can only make do with it.

"Thank you for coming out so late. Is my sister-in-law angry?"

Feng Qingyu knew that Baihu was a man who doted on his wife, and he was worried that his wife would be unhappy.

"She's not angry, but she was happier than me when she heard that you, Sister Qinglong, were back. She said she'd treat you to a meal someday. Last time, she solved the problem at her father's company, thanks to you for helping her solve it."

"You're welcome, you should."

Feng Qingyu and Baihu exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Baihu noticed Chen and looked at him a few times.

He looks very familiar. The figure and hair color show that he is the same person.

"Sister Qinglong, isn't this the famous Mr. Chen? Why are you two together?"

Baihu's eyes became as gossipy as the bartender's.

Feng Qingyu had been running around all day and was almost exhausted. He was not in the mood to explain to her for the time being.

After a few days, we will have to carry out the mission of the Lungmen Guard Bureau together with Rhodes Island. Just thinking about it makes me tired.

"Ah... I can't explain it to you in just a few words. I'll explain it to you slowly after I finish these things. I'll take her away first."

Baihu smiled as if to say "I understand everything". "Sister Qinglong, take care. Actually, Chen Sir is really pretty. It would be nice for you to have her as your sister-in-law."

Feng Qingyu glared at her and said, "You idiot, if you keep talking nonsense I'll beat you up!"

Then, Feng Qingyu carried the sleeping Chen into the car, put her on the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, returned to the driver's seat and started the car.

On Rhodes Island, Feng Qingyu had already greeted Kal'tsit, saying that the Guard Bureau had a mission for him to do, and obtained permission to operate in Lungmen.

I have already returned to Longmen, and if I don’t go home to visit, I will always feel like something is missing in my heart.

The car was speeding along the Longmen City road that Feng Qingyu was very familiar with, and the surrounding scenery passed by quickly before his eyes.

Her mood was like a tangled ball of threads, complicated and confusing, and could not be sorted out for the time being.

Chen next to him was calling his name in his sleep.

"Feng Qingyu..."

"Feng Qingyu..."

……

Feng Qingyu was silent all the way. It took her about 40 minutes to get home. The road was easier to travel at night than during the day, so she could drive a little faster.

After parking the car, the next step is to accommodate a certain sir.

"I hope everything goes well. I hope Mr. Chen can sleep well and wake up naturally in the morning."

Eighteen she A went up!

Feng Qingyu carried Chen to the bedroom upstairs and let her sleep in his bed.

The house was almost the same as when I left. The furnishings had not changed, and the floor and table were clean without any dust. It was obvious that someone had been cleaning.

The plants in the courtyard have grown taller than when I left, and the fish in the fish tank are swimming freely in the water.

"I didn't expect that she would actually help me take care of the house..."

Before going to Rhode Island, Chen promised Feng Qingyu that he would keep her home as it was at all times. She thought that Sir Chen, who was busy with all kinds of things, just agreed casually, but she never expected that he would put every single thing into place.

A subtle feeling of emotion welled up in my heart.

Sir Chen, despite his cold and hard appearance, has a soft heart.

"Such a good woman, it's better not to hang herself on this crooked tree of mine."

Feng Qingyu smiled bitterly and smelled the odor on his body. It was pungent with the smell of alcohol, cigarettes from the bar, and sweat. The combination was quite unpleasant.

Since you are at home, it would be a waste not to enjoy the big bathtub at home.

Here you don't need to worry about Gravel lying on the ceiling and attacking you, nor do you need to worry about the Doctor running out and demanding mating at any time.

Anyway, Sir Chen has such a low alcohol tolerance that he must have fallen into a deep sleep.

"Phew... so tired..."

Dealing with women is more tiring than fighting with the guys from the Reunion. Fighting with the Reunion is physically tiring, while dealing with women is both mentally and physically exhausting.

Still comfortable being single.

Whenever he felt exhausted, Feng Qingyu liked to take a bath, play some music, pour himself a glass of ice cola, and drink it little by little through a straw.

Living in her own home is more comfortable than anywhere else. Although she likes Rhode Island very much, the accommodation conditions in Rhode Island are still slightly inferior to those in her own home.

After taking off his clothes and soaking his whole body in the hot water, Feng Qingyu felt as if he was in heaven.

"Haah~"

The few days without being able to take a bath were so uncomfortable that she just wanted to make up for those days.

She turned on the music player and selected one of the songs, "Boiling Blood".

The song is extremely rhythmic and has an exciting style. Although it is not suitable for listening to while taking a bath, it doesn’t matter. She just likes to do things unconventionally.

While taking a bath, Chen, who was lying in the master bedroom, woke up. She had drunk too much at night and was in a hurry.

"Toilet……"

Her head was dizzy and she couldn't see clearly. The lights in the house were not on very often, so she followed the light and pushed open the door.

The place where the light was on happened to be the bathroom.

Good, she thought.

She sat on the toilet, expelling the alcohol from her body, and felt relieved.

There was a sound of singing in my ears.

Now is the time

No I will not be deceived

Taking what's mine

I wear my heart on my sleeve

……

This song sounds familiar, it seems to be from the album released by Siren Records a while ago.

She dragged her heavy body closer to the source of the sound and found someone leaning against the edge of the bathtub, taking a bath, drinking Coke and listening to music, doing three things at once, looking very comfortable.

Damn Feng Qingyu...

"Hey... Feng Qingyu... you... you haven't answered my question yet..."

Chen's voice suddenly rang out, and Feng Qingyu was so scared that the Coke in his hand almost fell into the bathtub.

She turned around and saw Chen standing behind her, his eyes half-closed and his reddened body still stained.

Chen is still not fully awake.

If it were any other time, Feng Qingyu might tease her and say something like "Mr. Chen, let's take a bath together," but he didn't dare to do that now.

"Chen... Sir Chen... are you okay?"

Feng Qingyu was a little scared, worried that Chen would suddenly rush up and push his head into the water.

Hope not.

Chen did not push her head into the water, but stepped into the bathtub himself and pressed forward step by step.

"Don't change the subject... What do you think of me? Do you like me... or do you hate me?"

Feng Qingyu retreated to the space next to the bathtub. Every time she moved back a little, Chen moved forward, until she was forced into a corner with no way to retreat, with her back against the wall.

A chill went down my back.

Chen's aura was so strong that Feng Qingyu actually felt his legs go weak. He was so guilty that he didn't dare to look Chen in the eye.

"Mr. Chen... I don't hate you... You are very good... Really... Very good..."

A handsome and outstanding woman like Sir Chen is loved by so many swordsmen in Rhodes Island. As a former swordsman, how could she hate him?

"Since you don't hate me...then answer me...are you attracted to me...at all?"

Under the influence of alcohol, Chen was still straightforward in expressing his emotions.

This time, without Xingxiong, there was no way to escape.

Feng Qingyu took a deep breath and searched his mind for the right words.

Chen's body was shaking, his feet accidentally slipped, and he fell onto Feng Qingyu.

"Wow--"

There was a splash in the bath.

Chen's shirt was instantly soaked, and the black bra underneath was clearly visible.

The wet shirt stuck to her body, outlining the beautiful and graceful curves of her feminine body.

The soft object pressed on Feng Qingyu's equally soft object, squeezing and deforming it.

The distance between the two was closer than ever before.

An ambiguous atmosphere spread in the bathroom along with the white mist.

Chen's red eyes stared straight at Feng Qingyu, his gaze was fiery, and strong emotions were surging in his eyes.

This look is very dangerous, as if it wants to eat you up.

"Mr. Chen...you...are you not injured anywhere? Well, get up first...I'll let you use the bathroom, I'll go downstairs to take a shower..."

Feng Qingyu subconsciously wanted to escape again. This time Chen was more sober and didn't intend to let her slip away again. Absolutely not!

What Feng Qingyu didn't expect was that Chen sat directly on her lap and pressed his entire body against her.

My heart was beating fast, my breathing was rapid, my body was burning hot, and a mysterious heat flow gathered in my lower abdomen.

This series of reactions are enough to prove that Feng Qingyu has feelings for Chen at all.

On the contrary, she felt very much.

Chen's body was very soft and very comfortable to hug. Feng Qingyu's brain slowly went blank from here.

"call……"

"call……"

She could hear her own rapid heartbeat and increasingly heavy breathing.

Damn, I can’t even move my body.