Quick time travel guide male supporting role

Chapter 22

Should I be honored?Shen Yao rolled her big eyes.

"Boss, you're bleeding." Xiao Zhou who rushed over couldn't help exclaiming, "I'm going to get the medicine."

Shen Yao looked at the other party from the corner of her eye, Feng Zheng didn't care about the blood on her neck at all, but checked the silver needle in her hand with a serious expression, and said with an unclear expression: "It's not poisonous."

It should be said that this woman is still too naive in some places.

"I won't kill people." Shen Yao replied calmly, but her heart was already turbulent.She quickly calculated how to escape in her heart, but she found that there was no way, and she could say that she was unable to fly here.

Feng Zheng took off his shirt, and there were shocking scars on his muscular back, which was even more ferocious and terrifying against the white and even pale skin.He indifferently enjoyed the beauty's service, and soon said to the half-kneeling beauty who was healing him: "No need, go down." After speaking, he put on a brand new shirt neatly.

"Xiaobai, let her go."

Xiao Bai obediently removed his paws, and licked Shen Yao flatteringly with his long red tongue.Shen Yao avoided it with a look of disgust and said: "It's so dirty, take your tongue away from me."

Hearing this, Xiaobai whimpered a few times, then shook the thick fur on his body, walked gracefully to Feng Zheng's feet, closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Feng Zheng stroked Xiao Bai's fur repeatedly, and stared intently at Shen Yao with gray jewel-like eyes.

Thorough, like the sky after the rain has washed, but the clouds have not dispersed.

Soon, it was covered by the misty clouds again, a little bit deeper.

Shen Yao got goosebumps from the gaze, but at this moment, she had no fear at all, rubbing the non-existent pimples on her body, and sat casually on the carpet with thick fluff.

"Boss." Xiao Zhou took a stack of documents and left under Feng Zheng's signal. Before leaving, he warned Shen Yao viciously, but Shen Yao curled her lips as if she didn't see it.

Feng Zheng glanced casually at the information in his hand, and said in a tone that Shen Yao didn't know how to describe, which seemed to be straightforward and mocking, "Shen Yao, female, 23 years old, Chinese nationality. A birthmark resembling a purple rose, left-handed. In 2001, Van Eyck's "Annunciation of the Virgin Mary" was stolen from the National Gallery of Art in the United States. No one knows the whereabouts of this picture. In 2004, it was taken from London, England The National Gallery stole..."

After Feng Zheng read this, his eyes drifted to Shen Yao's face, and after looking at it for a while, he slowly said: "You are really amazing." I don't know whether it is a compliment or a mockery.

Shen Yao "..." She should say that even she herself doesn't know these things.The powerful person is not her, but the original owner.It turns out that there are so many unsolved mysteries that have their own merits.

Hehe, Shen Yao could only laugh dryly.

Feng Zheng tilted his head, stared intently at Shen Yao's eyes for a long while, and then he seemed to have made up his mind and said: "Choose one, the first is to be my collection, and the second is my collection." Take your eyes out."

Shen Yao is about to get angry, dammit, why is this person so obsessed with her eyes.Damn, choose one or the other, all fools know that this is only a single choice.

"I choose number one."

Quite a feeling of gnashing of teeth.

Feng Zheng looked at a certain woman whose heart was so distorted that she wanted to cut him into pieces but still kept smiling, and raised her eyebrows. This woman is indeed much more interesting than his collections.

"come over."

Shen Yao could only walk over obediently, staring at her eyes like a little rabbit.

Feng Zheng patted the table mat beside him, and said forcefully, "Sit down."

(End of this chapter)