Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Just as Fūya Rei's voice was about to come out of his throat, a soft hand covered his mouth with great force.

He held back his breath and almost choked.

Fūya Rei was lying on the bed, feeling hopeless. Every time he tried to get up, Vermouth would hold him down with one hand.

His heart began to twitch. Hiro had just beaten Vermouth yesterday, and today Vermouth was so energetic. If the organization had such a special medicine, why didn't they patent it to benefit the people? Why did they use it at this time!

Vermouth felt the wetness beneath his palm, her eyes sparkling with ripples. Her heart was moved. The blond youth was not without resistance, but for fear of offending her, he restrained all his actions, allowing her to do as she pleased.

No one in the darkness can be so pure. Mr. G is really... This chaotic and bright aura that cannot be hidden makes her want to blaspheme even more.

If only the person in front of me was that cute little detective, she could bully people until they cry.

But G is not bad either.

She followed her own heart, and her hands, covered with gun calluses, slid down along the firm abdomen of Jōguchi Rei like a smooth little snake.

Fūya Rei's eyes suddenly widened, his body stiffened, and his scalp tingled. He grabbed Vermouth's hand as it tried to continue touching him downwards, his ears reddening with shame and indignation.

He shook his head, trying to get Vermouth to release her hand that was covering his mouth. He had something to say.

Vermouth stared straight at Furuya Rei beneath her, her adult desires undisguised. She narrowed her eyes and said unhappily and angrily, "I won't let go. If I do, you'll call Scotland to come in and beat me up. Humph, that ungentlemanly and unscrupulous man."

She pounced and hit Rei Furuya. The sudden pressure made Rei Furuya almost spit out blood.

The hot breath on the neck sprayed on the skin, arousing waves of tremors. The soft, graceful and plump body pressed tightly against hers, and the red lips whispered in her ear in a wanton and seductive voice: "Sir, you smell so good..."

Fūya Rei was oppressed to the point of being unable to breathe, and his breathing became heavy.

Was Absinthe testing or teasing him?

Did you learn to be strong-willed despite being physically disabled by staying in the United States?

Feeling the other person's body temperature through the thin clothes, Jiang Gu Ling blushed immediately.

He no longer cared about respecting women. If he didn't take action, his innocence would be lost.

This was in broad daylight in a hospital ward!

He struggled, and Vermouth's right hand, which was held by him, turned flexibly in an attempt to escape from his hand. The two of them started fighting in this ambiguous posture.

Considering that Vermouth was dressed very coolly, she didn't care about anything during the fight, and took advantage of the fact that Rei Fūya couldn't see her. She was very calm even when the hem of her skirt was rolled up. She had a kind of beauty that didn't care about the lives of others.

However, Fūya Rei had many concerns and was very restrained in the fight, for fear that he would accidentally fulfill Vermouth's wish.

The key point is that this woman has no moral principles. As soon as he touched her, she moaned, which scared him so much that he immediately retracted his hand.

There's nothing a gentleman can do when he meets a shameless person.

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As a result, he was definitely at a disadvantage in this fight.

Jianggu Ling: "..."

His face flushed and he was filled with regret. He shouldn't have let Hiro leave. No, he shouldn't have come to visit the patient!

Why not just give it a call or send an email to say hello politely? Why are you personally walking a sheep into the tiger's mouth? !

Vermouth's spirits grew higher and higher. Her eyes moved, the corners of her eyes curved upwards, and her delicate and beautiful face exuded an alluring charm. Her head dropped slightly, frightening Fōtani Rei so much that he quickly let go of her hand and put his arm across his chin to create some distance.

Not only are you lying on top of me, but now you want to kiss me?

No!

Boys, be sure to protect yourself when you are outside!

His avoidance attitude made Vermouth even more eager to conquer her. Her big golden waves hung down like flowing clouds, intertwining with Furuya Rei's golden hair, creating a kind of intimacy that made no distinction between you and me.

She opened her red lips and said seductively, "Call me sister and I'll let you go."

Yes, she really missed the time when the detective called her sister. It was so sweet to her heart.

Fūya Ling asked in astonishment: "Did you take the wrong medicine? At your age, I tell you..."

He was suddenly interrupted before he could finish his words. Vermouth's hand pinched his waist hard, making him groan.

Vermouth's gaze on him gradually deepened and became more dangerous: "Sir, don't say anything I don't like to hear in bed."

Fūya Rei's earlobes turned slightly red as he glared at the woman on his waist in annoyance. "Is this how you treat your superiors? Get out!"

Vermouth turned a deaf ear to it. If it were the commander, agent, or Mojito, she would have run as far away as possible.

Go down? Impossible, she hasn't even started yet.

She moved down calmly, her voice unclear: "Sir, do you think knees look better with knock-knees, knock-knees, or groin?"

"I suggest opening and closing it. After all, men can bend and stretch."

Rei Furuya grabbed her wrist to stop her from moving, and had to divert his attention to respond to Vermouth's question.

He looked puzzled, wondering why he suddenly said this.

When Fūya Rei reacted, he felt as if he was struck by lightning.

He doesn't want to know so much!

Seeing cold sweat on Fūya Rei's forehead, Vermouth chuckled softly, swaying her waist like a fairy in a hyakumonogatari story, her voice hoarse and seductive: "Sir, are you really not going to consider calling me sister? If you don't agree..."

Her body slowly moved backward.

Shocked, Fūya Ling didn't dare to hesitate. Holding back his shame, he said in a low voice, "Sister..."

Hearing Furiya Rei's tentative call of "sister", Vermouth felt her blood boiling. She excitedly wanted to lower her head and kiss him hard on the lips, tear off his suit and tie, leave all kinds of marks on his body, destroy his calmness, see his expression tortured by lust, and let him know the dangers of the world.

Fūya Rei sensed her high spirits and heartbeat, and was immediately startled: "You lied to me—"

Vermouth's smile became even more charming, and she said unscrupulously: "Sir, you are dressed very appropriately today. You look abstinent and elegant, which makes my heart very excited."

Rei Furuya was almost scared to death.

While the woman's mind was drowned in waste, he suddenly grabbed Vermouth's hands tightly and shouted at the top of his voice: "Scotland!"

"boom--"

The door was knocked open.

The next second, Vermouth felt a pain on her scalp, and someone pulled her hair off of Rei Fūya and slammed her hard onto the floor.

Vermouth was spinning around, and with a thud, the back of her head hit the ground. Her concussion, which hadn't fully healed yet, made her vision go black. Before she lost consciousness, she met a pair of fleeting, sharp cat eyes. Only one thought crossed her mind -

Scotland, this rude man really has no manners!!

She gnashed her teeth and fell unconscious.