Quick time travel guide male supporting role

Chapter 20

Feng Zheng frowned and glanced at his body, which was so soft, he poked Shen Yao's cheek, and there was no difference between this person and his many collections when he fell asleep.Feng Zheng glanced at the meddling Xiao Zhou, seeing Xiao Zhou's heart pounding, what's wrong with his boss today, it's so abnormal.

At this moment, the warm sun has already fallen into the clouds, and the golden splendor can no longer be seen, only the sky is filled with pink clouds and red clouds.

This is where?But this kind of exaggerated European style looks like a nouveau riche at first glance.

"Wake up?"

Shen Yao looked up, the corner of her mouth twitched.

Completely looks like a human emperor.

At this moment, Feng Zheng is accompanied by two slender young women.From time to time, Feng Zheng stroked the black hair of the young girl beside him with his hand, and combed it carefully, as if a pious artist was carving a work meticulously.A snow-white lion leaned lazily under Feng Zheng's feet with half-closed eyes, obediently like a kitten, flicking its long tail from time to time.Occasionally, Feng Zheng trimmed the lion's hair, and the lion immediately purred comfortably, rubbing against Feng Zheng with a flattering expression.

Is this lion still a cougar? !Shen Yao's research couldn't help but startle.

"Be my collection." It seems to gouge out those eyes and make it your own collection.

Murderous.

Shen Yao narrowed her eyes and retreated without a trace, if she didn't feel wrong.Taking a closer look at the whole room, including infrared detectors, anti-surveillance detection, and the latest anti-terrorism equipment, Shen Yao thought for a long time, and it was absolutely impossible for Shen Yao to get out with her own skills.

"Okay!"

Shen Yao suddenly hooked her lips, showing a charming smile, swaying her graceful figure, and casually walked in front of Feng Zheng like a stroll in a courtyard.Shen Yao was like a boneless kitten, Yu Bi gently hooked Feng Zheng's neck, and the warm moisture slowly hit Feng Zheng's ear.

"Let them go down, will you?"

Feng Zheng glanced lightly at the woman beside him, staring angrily at Shen Yao who was hanging on his body, and patted the shoulders of the two women as if comforting, "You two go down first."

"Yes." The two women gave Shen Yao an unfair look before leaving.

Shen Yao sneered and waved her hands brazenly.

"Don't move!" Seeing the two leave, Shen Yao quickly pulled out the silver needle that had been hidden on her head, and the sharp silver needle pressed against Feng Zheng's neck.

"I don't pay attention to my silver needles. If you accidentally get pricked by my silver needles, God Da Luo can't save you!" He said, licking his dry lips.

"Starting at my eyes with ill intentions from just now, tell me, what are you doing staring at my eyes?"

"I want to goug it out and make it my collection." Feng Zheng's voice was as calm as usual, without any ups and downs.

(End of this chapter)