Who knows what kind of dream Liang Jiayi was having.

The little girl's throat suddenly emitted a sound that could make one's heart race and face flush.

She curled up, murmuring softly, her nasal tone slightly trembling.

The girl, drunken, was as captivating as a sleeping beauty in spring.

Yang Fei held back and held back, but in the end, he couldn't resist.

With a slap, he patted the girl's shoulder.

Liang Jiayi felt the pain, and slightly opened her misty eyes, which were so clear and charming it made one's heart melt.

"Yang Fei, why did you hit me? It hurts."

Yang Fei's heart was pounding like thunder, but he kept his gaze straight ahead.

"Little girl, if you keep moaning and teasing me, I'll take you right here on this hill, believe it or not?"

He tried to make his tone sound fiercer.

But even he could sense an air of pretended strength, hidden weakness.

Liang Jiayi giggled and pointed at Yang Fei, foolishly laughing.

"I know you won't. My brother sent you to protect me. You have to be responsible for me."

The veins on Yang Fei's forehead bulged one by one.

"But if you keep this up, who knows what might happen."

"Well, if it happens, it happens. I'm going to marry you anyway."

A woman, once drunk, becomes exceptionally bold.

Liang Jiayi lay comfortably in the passenger seat, speaking indifferently.

Yang Fei was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Long Ci, oh Long Ci, did you see this? Your sister's behavior is getting worse and worse."

Yang Fei could only silently chant Long Ci's name to stay sober.

Strangely enough, doing so made Yang Fei calm down a lot.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, and the car sped forward like lightning.

After Yang Fei left Red Leaf Villa, the people in the villa also gradually dispersed.

Fang Tang and Feen Jun were chatting eagerly, so they got into Feen Jun's car.

As soon as Fang Tang got in the car, he was stunned for a moment.

In the passenger seat sat a lean man, with a calm yet somewhat sinister expression.

There was a chilling coldness about him that made Fang Tang instinctively shiver.

Feen Jun smiled slightly and introduced him to Fang Tang.

"This is Mr. Yi, the bodyguard I just hired."

At this point, he sighed.

"Yang Fei is too strong. Without a master by my side, I can't compete with him."

Fang Tang understood at once.

It turns out Feen Jun learned his lesson after suffering a loss to Yang Fei.

He finally hired a Martial Arts Master as a bodyguard.

It was clear that Feen Jun placed great importance on Mr. Yi.

He briefly introduced Fang Tang.

Mr. Yi turned around and nodded at Fang Tang, "Hello, Mr. Fang."

Fang Tang also nodded to Mr. Yi, but his spine felt cold.

He had a strange feeling that Mr. Yi in the passenger seat was not a good person.

His eyes were as venomous as a snake.

Fang Tang's Bentley sped forward.

Mr. Yi put on his sunglasses, looking at the trees rushing by on both sides of the road.

A smile on his lips gradually turned into a sneer.

"Yang Fei, I, the Puppet King, have returned. Get ready to die."

The Puppet King and the Sorcerer Demon King were both high-ranking officers under the Demon Emperor.

But last time when assassinating Yang Fei, Yang Fei killed the Sorcerer Demon King.

The Demon Emperor's secret experiment was at a critical stage, plus the three-month deadline with the mysterious expert Afu had not yet expired.

So, the Demon Emperor Professor Cheng was reluctant to move against the Lanting Group.

However, the Puppet King constantly thought about avenging his good brother, the Sorcerer Demon King.

This time, he finally had an opportunity. He approached Feen Jun under the pretext of being hired as a bodyguard.

In fact, Feen Jun's refusal to compromise with Yang Fei and release Martial God Town was the result of the Puppet King's psychological manipulation.

With his powerful mental control ability combined with appropriate psychological guidance, controlling someone as inexperienced as Feen Jun was quite simple.

When Yang Fei returned Liang Jiayi to the apartment, she was already fast asleep.

He helplessly carried Liang Jiayi and brought her into the apartment.

By then, it was already midnight.

Yang Fei threw Liang Jiayi on the big bed and helped her take off her shoes and socks.

Then, he lay down beside her, fully dressed, and fell asleep.

If it were another time and place, Yang Fei would have taken her without hesitating.

But Liang Jiayi was talking in her sleep all night, calling out Long Ci's name.

Yang Fei felt deeply troubled.

He knew that Liang Jiayi was a good girl, and even if he wanted to take her, it had to be when she was awake.

Yang Fei disdained doing such despicable things as taking advantage of others.

And as a four-dimensional rogue, character meant more than anything.

Early the next morning, the warm sunlight shone into the room through the sheer curtains.

Liang Jiayi suddenly woke up.

As soon as she woke up, she felt something was off.

Her head was resting on something soft.

There was a faint tobacco smell mixed with the scent of male hormones in her nose.

Liang Jiayi shivered and opened her eyes.

She glanced around the bed and was immediately shocked.

Liang Jiayi's hands were tightly wrapped around Yang Fei's neck.

Her head rested on Yang Fei's chest.

The whole scene was somewhat indecent.

Liang Jiayi didn't dare move. If she woke Yang Fei up, she'd be embarrassed beyond words.

She slowly inched towards the edge of the bed and carefully got up.

Throughout, Liang Jiayi held her breath, acting like a thief, moving cautiously.

When she finally straightened her shirt, her heart, which had been pounding wildly, started to calm down.

Only now did Liang Jiayi take the time to look at Yang Fei's face.

Yang Fei was sleeping soundly, with steady and even breathing, the wings of his nose slightly flaring.

The stubble just starting to grow on his lips was incredibly attractive.

Even in sleep, this guy's lips curled slightly in his signature devilish smile.

Liang Jiayi and Yang Fei had known each other for a long time.

She had never been this close to Yang Fei.

Recalling last night, sharing a bed with this guy, Liang Jiayi felt both nervous and a bit sweet.

Looking at his sharply defined face, Liang Jiayi had a sudden thought.

This guy is sleeping so deeply, maybe if I sneak a kiss, he wouldn't even know?

Once this idea took root, she couldn't suppress it.

Liang Jiayi secretly climbed back up, her lips inching closer to Yang Fei's.

Before her cherry lips touched Yang Fei's, she caught a familiar scent of tobacco mixed with his light fragrance.

That fragrance wasn't from cologne or soap.

It was similar to a baby's natural scent, very pleasant.

Liang Jiayi couldn't help but take a sniff, feeling very enchanted.

At that moment, Yang Fei suddenly opened his eyes.

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