Wild Sweet Temptation

He looked up at the texture with the image of a Qilin stepping on clouds, and his pupils trembled.

The tingling and numb feeling beneath her body told her that she was not dreaming but was truly there.

"Su...Su Muchen!!!"

……

The phone rang silently after howling at its peak, and then started a second round of bombardment. The unyielding look made Ji Fanxing twist the muscles of his arm in anger.

"Go down, um...answer the phone!"

Su Muchen clicked his tongue, his voice filled with indifference and dissatisfaction.

"explain."

"Master Chen, the mouse has been caught."

"I'll be right there." He put on his clothes with one hand while checking the key matters with the other party. Before he finished checking, he saw the messy and panicked little woman on the bed, grabbing the quilt and staring at him.

"I'll talk later." He hung up the phone hastily, walked forward and kissed her, but saw her shrink back into the quilt like a little turtle.

"Get out of here! You, you bad guy! You bastard! You seduced me again! You, you, you - you are still a mistress before marriage, right?!"

"Oh~ Both men and women are beneficiaries of love—who just hugged me so tightly?"

He pulled down Ji Fanxing's quilt, saw her timid look, and ran his fingertips across her fair face.

"If you have a stomachache, there are dry food and milk at the bedside. Eat a little. If it's cold or you need anything else, just press the bell and someone will deliver it. Otherwise, you won't have the strength to get up tomorrow."

"Get lost!" She glared at him and pulled the quilt back. Su Muchen left with a smile on his face, shaking the car keys.

The moment he went out, the corners of his mouth instantly straightened and his whole person became cold and terrifying.

Inside the clubhouse.

There were several bloody people tied up on the ground. Su Muchen straightened his collar, turned around to look at the person crawling on the ground with difficulty, stepped forward and stepped on his hand. The sound of finger bones breaking was heard, and he laughed dryly while twisting his foot.

"Where is your nest? Tell me about it."

The drug dealer screamed in pain but said nothing. Su Muchen smiled and took the hammer handed to him by the person next to him.

"You're pretty tough. Let's see which is harder, your bones or my hammer."

He swung the hammer down along the opponent's spine. As the hammer fell, the tie fluttered up due to the force, and the bottom was slowly soaked with blood.

He pulled his tie, bent down and grabbed the other person's hair, watched him spit blood from his mouth and couldn't speak, but his lips kept moving.

"Is there anything else you want to say? Oh~ you can't say it this time, right? It's okay, you can tell your brothers in your dreams."

Su Muchen dipped his finger in the blood on the man's face, then slowly wiped it upwards on both sides of his mouth, then dipped a little more and drew a cross around his eyes, then placed his two index fingers on the corners of his mouth and pulled them upwards, his voice trembling with excitement. "Joker~"

He grabbed the gasoline barrel next to him and poured it on the other person, then took out a lighter and slid it a few times, pointed it at the man, pouting his lips slightly and raising his eyebrows, then released the two fingers holding the lighter, and flames rose up accompanied by a wailing sound.

Su Muchen took out a cigarette and rubbed it on the flame of the man's fire, then lazily held it between two fingers and looked at the other drug dealers on the ground.

"I think I can smell the aroma. Are you hungry? We'll have dinner soon. There's no rush. While you're eating, you can use your brain cells to see if you can restore your memory."

He went out to smoke, looked at the bloodstains on his shirt, and thought of Ji Fanxing who had just acted like a bastard, so he called Gu Qingxuan over.

"Buy her some tiramisu and hot milk and send them to the office. Ask for half the sugar, so she doesn't get so hungry that she keeps her head down and complains. Also, ask Larry to check on her waist."

Ji Fanxing hid in the bed and didn't dare to go out. Her waist ached as if it was going to break. After a while, a servant knocked on the door and brought dessert and hot milk.

Her gluttony was aroused and she slowly came out of it. She felt much better when she ate the tiramisu.

I will stop drinking! I never had drunken sex like I do now!

It's really getting more and more confusing... Why did Su Muchen set his eyes on her? Doesn't he care about being a mistress?

When Ji Fanxing mentioned the word "mistress", she thought of Zhou Zaize again. She rubbed her brows. If the previous cheating photos were true, then she really had a good sister in three palaces and six courtyards.

I have to talk to Zhou Zaize.

After eating a few bites of food, there was a knock on the door again. Thinking it was Su Muchen coming back, she immediately went back and pretended to be asleep.

Larry poked his head in, looked at the clothes on the floor and shook his head.

"Nuonuo~ I'm Larry, come and take a look at your waist."

Ji Fanxing showed a pair of big eyes from under the quilt, her face red. "Uncle Lai Rui... I, I may be okay..."

"Master Chen, someone has let go. This is a partial list, but they are just some retail investors. They should not have reached the granary above."

Gu Qingxuan handed over the list, Su Muchen took it, and after reading it, the corner of his mouth, which was holding a cigarette, suddenly curled up.

The fingertips stopped at a special name.

"Hey, isn't this an old acquaintance of ours? This is quite interesting."

There are several large characters on it.

Zhou Zaize.

This kid doesn't have the guts to get involved in this. He's probably just selling drugs to support his addiction. After all, once you get involved with this stuff, it's a bottomless pit.

Mr. Jia's life was not lost in vain and he made a great contribution. If he continues to follow this line, he will see which bastard dares to come to Beijing to sell powder in his territory during the years when he was abroad.

Larry said that Ji Fanxing only had a large soft tissue contusion, so Su Muchen called his agent.

"I heard Zhou Zaize is clamoring to change companies recently?"

"Yes, President Su, they put forward very unreasonable rules. I will handle it." She handed over the contract brought by Ji Fanxing. "Zhou Zaize will take time to come and discuss this matter. The company and I agree."

"Do as I say. Whether he stays or leaves, you must send him off in style." Su Muchen closed the lighter with a snap, still smiling, but making his agent feel eerie.

Ji Fanxing woke up in a daze. Larry said that she needed to apply hot compress for a while, so she didn't dare to neglect it. Someone had changed the medicine in the morning, and she seemed to be feeling a little better now.

I tried to turn around but was held down tightly, my waist restrained. "Mani, rubbing around everywhere? You're so impatient."

"You...you are not allowed to do anything stupid!" She buried her face in the quilt shyly, unable to face Su Muchen. The man behind her lifted the quilt and applied medicine to her personally.

"I'm going to the Netherlands soon, so you should take good care of your waist, or it will be uncomfortable if you twist it."

"Go away! Who cares where you go? I don't care if you die!"

"So heartless." Su Muchen held her tightly and refused to let go. Seeing her burying her head in the quilt like a little cuckold again, he rested his chin on her head and rubbed it lightly a few times. "Be quiet and wait for me to come back home. Don't go out and attract other men. Do you understand?"

"Are you annoying? Su Muchen, you...are you going to continue? We really shouldn't be doing this. No matter what the status of your marriage with Shen Juanxian is, you shouldn't be a mistress."

"The relationship between Zhou Zaize and I has reached the freezing point. Please stop interfering with it."

She only hoped that she could meet him safely in the future. If things continued like this, the two of them might...

We can only break up and never see each other again.

"I've already been a fucking mistress for you, and I care about this?"