The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

Isn't she worried about Murong Li?Does this mean that her feelings are not that deep?

"You think too much, even if I am worried, I have to rest well and think of a way"

Feng Qining's eyes swept over her arm, where the blood had already solidified, but the pain hadn't passed yet.Passionate picture feast
She was not in a hurry, and Zong Zhenghao was naturally not in a hurry. He lay down next to her, under the shade of a tree, and the two lay side by side. The people in the dark snorted coldly when they saw their appearance.

"Young master, what's the matter? Do you want to start?" [

The hoarse voice, like the voice of the desert, makes people feel uncomfortable.

"No, I want to see what she can do. What's more, she has come up, and there is still a good show waiting for her."

Ji Ruchen took a condescending look at the figure from a distance, and then left.

In the evening, Feng Qining finally woke up. When she just woke up, she felt that something was wrong, because her waist seemed to be pressed by something, her eyelids drooped, and she saw the big hand on her waist, then turned her head, and saw Zong Zhenghao, who was sleeping on the side, curled up his mouth and raised his foot, ruthlessly and ruthlessly, he lifted it up with one kick.

Feng Qining used her strength in this kick, and the pain in her waist woke up Zong Zhenghao.

"What happened? Why does my lower back hurt so much?"

"It's just a pain. If I can, I really want to break your waist."

Feng Qining stood up, moved her fist, saw the sneer at the corner of her mouth, Zong Zhenghao lost all sleepiness, and got up from the ground three or two times.

"Ning'er, what happened? It made you want to attack me"

"You know what you have done yourself. If you really forget it, then just pretend that I want to beat you up."

Feng Qining said something to him impatiently, seeing that she didn't want to say more, Zong Zhenghao didn't dare to ask more, but he knew something vaguely, looked at his hands, and there was a smile on the corner of Zong Zhenghao's mouth.

Feng Qining walked into the woods, and after walking for half an hour, Feng Qining frowned: "Why does this place look like a deserted island?"

“Probably a desert island”

Zong Zhenghao shrugged and said indifferently, Feng Qi Ning resisted the urge to kick him away, and started to walk back.

"Don't worry, this place also belongs to the hidden door, they all know our actions"

Zong Zhenghao's words made Feng Qining stop: "What did you say?"