777电影网

  Lake Villa.

  Feng Qingyan stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room on the second floor, looking left and right, up and down, like a bird longing for freedom.

  Under the window, at the door, and in the yard, there are bodyguards patrolling with guns in their hands.

  Looking into the distance, there is a green lake outside the villa.

  At this moment, most of it was dyed red by the setting sun.

  Feng Qingyan sighed softly, this is considered dead.

  She nervously looked towards the door again, feeling even more restless when she thought that the demon Bei Mingyue would be back soon.

   Murong Jing was on this side, and said, "Qingyan, you'd better sit down, no matter how you look at it, you won't be able to escape."

  Feng Qingyan turned around and looked behind her.

  Murong Jing stood not far from the stairs, and there were more than a dozen bodyguards standing behind him and on the stairs.

   It can be said that she looks at her to death.

  She stared at Murong Jing and was about to speak, when out of the corner of her eye she suddenly noticed the black car driving into the villa.

   Immediately, I couldn't say anything.

   Bei Mingyue is back!

  The car stopped in front of the house, and Bei Mingyue couldn't wait for Rongye to get out of the car to open the door, so he opened the door by himself.

  Long legs stepped forward, and a slender figure got out of the car.

  Feng Qingyan looked at such a beautiful face but shivered.

  The man seemed to feel her gaze, and he glanced up with his long and narrow charming eyes.

  The long-lost, familiar little face finally appeared before his eyes.

  Bei Mingyue's thin lips were slightly hooked, arrogant and evil.

  Feng Qingyan swallowed her saliva and froze in place, with only two words in her mind.

Help!

  The man quickly looked away, and walked into the villa with slender legs.

  Feng Qingyan suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the stairs.

   A moment later, the man's figure appeared upstairs.

   Murong Jing and the others nodded.

   "The owner."

  Bei Mingyue stared at the girl standing by the window, and said with thin lips, "You all go down."

"yes."

  Murong Jing led everyone away.

  There are only two people left in the entire hall.

  Feng Qingyan stood motionless by the window, watching Bei Mingyue warily.

  Bei Mingyue saw her like this, frowned immediately, and said coldly: "Feng Qingyan, come here!"

  Feng Qingyan whispered: "I don't."

  Hearing this, Bei Mingyue's face became even more stern, and he strode up to her, and directly picked her up.

   "Ah!" Feng Qingyan was taken aback, and then exclaimed: "What are you doing?"

  Bei Mingyue had a cold face, looked down at her without saying a word, and walked towards the bedroom with her in his arms.

   Downstairs.

  Everyone who heard Feng Qingyan's exclamation was stunned for a moment, and then heard a loud 'bang', which was the sound of closing the door.

  A man raised his eyes and looked upstairs, and murmured: "The owner of the society is too straightforward! He will force him as soon as he is caught!"

   Murong Jing glared at him: "Shut up, what nonsense!"

   The voice just fell.

  A woman's panicked voice came from upstairs again.

  Murong Jing scratched her hair, coughed lightly, and said, "What should I do, don't gossip here."

   After finishing speaking, he also walked away.

  In the upstairs room.

  Jun looked at her with an unpredictable face, and said, "Feng Qingyan, you said that the main purpose of this company is not to break your leg? Huh?"

  Feng Qingyan pursed her slightly red and swollen lips, looked at him cautiously, and did not speak.

   "Speak." Bei Mingyue said again.