The supreme master of the female president

Chapter 828 Calculation
Speaking of this, St. Di Anfu's face also showed a trace of dignity: "We are not very clear about this matter, but judging from the situation at the scene, it is very likely that it was a premeditated attack, and it is preliminarily determined to be the enemy of the other party. !besides……"

Saint Dean gave Ling Feng a white look: "The other party was not exterminated, but the representative team responsible for negotiating cooperation was attacked and killed."

After a pause, St. Di Anve continued: "Because of this incident, the other party also terminated the cooperation with our Holy See, and turned to track down the murderer who killed their fellow clan!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, the influence of your Holy See is really bad enough!" Ling Feng couldn't help but said, "I thought your Guangming Holy See was a one-of-a-kind existence in the underground world, but two of them refused to cooperate, and one terminated their cooperation? What if In my case, I can't stand it..."

"Don't you still want to go on a killing spree?" St. Di Anfu saw through Ling Feng's sinister intentions at a glance: "Forget it, the stomach of our Holy See is much bigger than you imagined!"

Seeing that he failed to provoke, Ling Feng shrugged indifferently and said: "I thought I was destined by destiny, but I didn't expect that I was just a temporary spare tire. What a disappointment!"

"What kind of spare tire does not have a spare tire? This is too ugly!" Saint Di Anfu said dissatisfiedly: "Don't get cheap and act good, heh heh!"

Ling Feng chuckled: "By the way, since you've been by my side these days, we need to confirm the address, otherwise, it's easy to reveal our secrets!"

Saint Di Anfu thought about it, and felt that although Ling Feng's words were unreliable, they were quite correct.

"Why don't we become brothers and sisters?" Saint Di Anve suggested.

Ling Feng looked at San Di Anfu as if he was mentally handicapped: "Come on, let's stand in front of the mirror, apart from gender, how can we look like brothers and sisters?"

St. Di Anfu said dissatisfiedly: "Then what should I do? The boss and the secretary?"

Ling Feng's eyes lit up: "This is not bad, the secretary will do it if you have something to do, and if you have nothing to do..."

"Stop! Ling Feng, can't you think of something normal in your mind?" Saint Di Anfu, who is familiar with Chinese culture, naturally knows the subtle difference between these two kinds of "dryness".

Ling Feng said helplessly: "Since this is the case, there is only one choice, foreign couples, how about this setting?"

"It's not that good!" Saint Di Anve said vigilantly, "You don't have any bad thoughts, do you?"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "Please, this is Paris, this is the capital of romance, and this is the capital of fashion! We are alone, a man and a widow, and if we are not a couple, we are friends with sex. You can choose between these two relationships." !"

St. Di Anfu looked constipated. After thinking about it, she finally compromised on the title of lover!
"It's all for the Holy See!" St. Di Anve comforted herself in her heart: "It's like acting with a pig!"

Ling Feng said with satisfaction: "That's right, let's continue to confirm the address. You can call me Darling, and I will call you Sweetheart..."

"Do you have to be so disgusting?" Saint Di Anve said dissatisfied.

Ling Feng chuckled, and pointed not far ahead with his finger.

St. Di Anfu looked up and saw a couple gnawing on each other ecstatically on the side of the road. Ling Feng, who was a few meters away, could feel the smell of dog food rushing towards him with such affectionate look.

"This is the real posture of a couple, why don't we try it?" Ling Feng said: "Since you can't accept the title, then do it according to them!"

St. Di Anfu gave Ling Feng a bitter look, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Wishful thinking!"

Stirred by the affectionate dog in front of him, San Di Anfu had no choice but to obey Ling Feng's determination of the title.

"Little sweetheart, let's go!" Ling Feng stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Saint Di Anfu ignored Ling Feng and stretched out her hand, and said coldly, "Let's go? Where are you going?"

"I went to open a room at that time!" Ling Feng said seriously.

"Open room?" San Dian almost bit his tongue: "Ling Feng, are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, I think you're crazy!" Ling Feng stretched his waist and said, "You can't just stroll outside for a few days, right? I'm very tired, I want to find a room to rest, if you If you don't want to, feel free!"

Speaking of Ling Feng, he walked towards a hotel in the distance.

Saint Di Anfu knew that she had fallen into Ling Feng's verbal trap again, she stomped her feet angrily, and then followed: "How can it be possible to get rid of me!"

Because I pretended to be a couple, I opened a room as a matter of course.

After entering, Saint Di Anfu found that there was only one bed inside, and Ling Feng was lying on the bed with a face of comfort.

"Sweetheart, come here, I've reserved half a bed here for you!" Ling Feng said as he patted the place beside him.

Saint Deanfe sneered, then sat on the sofa next to her, picked up a magazine next to her and read it.

Seeing that Shengdi Anfu didn't respond, Ling Feng didn't bother to continue flirting.He yawned, then fell asleep as soon as he turned around.With all the troubles lately, Ling Feng really hasn't had a good rest.

Soon, a slight cry came, and Saint Di Anfu threw the magazine on the table angrily. This Ling Feng has ignored him many times, it is really disgusting!
But... Ling Feng slept really sweetly!St. Di Anfu looked at Ling Feng's sleeping state, very quiet and peaceful, completely different from the disgusting appearance when he was awake.

"Listening to this voice, I feel like I'm falling asleep!" San Di Anfu covered her mouth and yawned, then she looked at the half-occupied bed by Ling Feng very tangled.Finally, he curled up decisively on the sofa and fell asleep.

When Saint Di Anfu's peaceful voice came, Ling Feng opened his eyes.His voice before was just to hypnotize Saint Di Anve, and sure enough, Saint Di Anve, who had let go of his vigilance, was quickly hypnotized and fell asleep.

"Although I have formed an alliance with your Guangming Holy See, how can I, Lingfeng, put all my hopes on others? What's more... In the underground world, if you trust others easily, you will not be far from death!" Ling Feng thought to himself.

Whether the Holy See of Light is worthy of trust or not depends entirely on the interests of the Holy See of Light!Only a pure Saint Di Anve would firmly believe that the Holy See of Light is just and bright!

Therefore, Ling Feng had to be prepared with both hands. If he was tricked by the Holy See of Guangming, he would have a way out.

When Ling Feng was about to leave the room, he glanced at St. Di Anve who was curled up on the sofa, her soft side face was so peaceful and serene under the cover of her hair.

Ling Feng's footsteps paused for a moment, then he stepped forward and picked up San Di Anfu, gently placed her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

"Little girl, please be content, this is the treatment that only my woman can enjoy! If you get angry again, it will be your fault!"

(End of this chapter)