419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

He grimaced, took out his mobile phone and called Wei Ruxuan, but no one answered, and after he kept calling, he turned off the phone.

Lin Mubai hung up the phone with a snap, and when he was thinking, the faintly glowing metal object on the ground attracted his attention, which was Su Mumu's cell phone.

When he saw the caller ID on it clearly, his face darkened, and he called Su Mumu's phone back:

"Youming, something may have happened to Su Mumu."

On the airport expressway, Rong Ze saw that after his boss answered a phone call, his whole face darkened instantly, and he exuded a frightening aura, which made it almost suffocating. [

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On the fourth floor of the Sun Palace, there is a super luxurious star-rated supporting casino made of gold bricks. The entire floor is not open to the public, and it is completely just a private space exclusively for Xi Feng.

Outside the luxurious top-level suite, well-trained security personnel will guard the entire four floors imperviously.

As soon as the prince opened the door, the two giant Buddhas mechanically stretched out their hands to block the vacated door.

She stepped back and slammed the door hard with a bang.

Behind him, Mr. Xi in casual attire sat on the sofa and glanced at her lightly, shaking the wine glass in his hand. After the wine stains splashed out, it hung on the edge of the glass and slid back to the bottom of the glass:

"Jiang Xinyao, before our wedding begins, you don't want to step out of here."

The prince's face turned cold, and he took a few strides over, grabbed his collar with both hands and lifted him from the sofa, looking into his deep black eyes with cold eyes:

"Xi Feng, it's up to you if you want to wishful thinking, and I won't stop you if you want to get married, but you've found the wrong partner."

A few harsh words have already expressed her position and attitude, but seeing Xi Feng still looks calm and indifferent.

Her eyes were hardened, and she threw it onto the sofa with all her strength, looking down at him condescendingly.

The corners of Xi Feng's mouth slightly raised, such an unexpected movement, the wine in the wine glass in his hand did not shake at all.

"Do you want to let go?" The prince narrowed his eyes and asked harshly.

"Let go?" Xi Feng glanced at her, then swept her slender fingers hanging between the seams of her trousers, "I didn't grab your hand."

When the prince heard this, his eyes flickered with silver light: "Xi Feng, do you know what I'm talking about?"

Xi Feng slowly stood up straight, the height advantage of being a full head taller than the prince made her a little weaker in momentum, she raised her eyes, looked at each other quietly, and refused to give in to each other.

A few seconds later, Xi Feng spoke first in a deep voice: "I still say the same thing, you can only stay here before the wedding."

In a word, the prince was completely angered. She stretched out her hand and grabbed his skirt and pushed him against the wall. The closet shook due to the violent impact, and the porcelain dropped with a crisp sound.

Xi Feng looked at the furious woman in front of him, still smiling, her hands were quite strong, and her back felt a bit stiff after getting used to the impact. [

"Xi Feng, don't force me." The prince gritted his teeth.

Xi Feng ignored her threats, and even calmly took a sip of the red wine in his hand.

The prince raised his hand and was about to move, he threw the wine glass even faster, clasped her wrist with both hands at the same time, and suddenly approached her with a strong counter pressure.

He moved in and out of her, this time it was him who pressed her against the wall, there was no gap between the body and the body, the prince tried to move, but found that he pressed her even tighter, she immediately frowned,

"Xi Feng, if you do this again, I—uh—"