Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Chapter 126

Ai Xiaoqi curled her lips brightly: "Accompany you."

Listening to Ai Xiaoqi's straightforward confession, Feng Yao knew that he had found the love he wanted most, and all his efforts had been rewarded.

A passionate kiss is something he must do every day, once, twice, countless times, and he never gets tired of it.

Feng Yao also sighed secretly, thinking that after being a beast once, he no longer wanted to be a human being.

"Xiao Qi, smoking is not good. If you are unhappy, I will accompany you. We can go shopping, buy things, watch movies, eat big meals, beat me, scold me, bully me, as long as you like, anything is fine."

Ai Xiaoqi broke away from Feng Yao, smiled slyly, turned around and pulled the curtains shut forcefully.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became ambiguous. Feng Yao's ears turned red, his lips became more moisturized, and he wisely hugged Ai Xiaoqi.

He promised: "This is also OK."

Feng Yao, who was tacitly agreed, went to eat the snow plum mousse eagerly.

Ai Xiaoqi took a breath and begged him.

“Yaoyao…”

"Uh-huh……"

"Don't touch Long Teng until I die."

"Do not."

Ai Xiaoqi closed her eyes, stroked her chest, and Feng Yao's furry head. She was no longer able to resist.

"Yaoyao, my belt is hurting me."

"Sweatpants."

Feng Yao's slender fingers passed over the perfect butterfly back and flat waist... The rain was getting heavier, and through the rain curtain, he picked the jasmine in the garden at will.

Ai Xiaoqi's eyes were blurred and she whispered softly.

"Yaoyao... am I afraid?"

"Xiao Qi...I will be careful."

“Bang, bang, bang, bang…Brother Yao, Brother Yao.”

"Brother Yao, hurry up."

There was a flash of murderous intent in Feng Yao's eyes, and veins bulged in his arms. Ai Xiaoqi gently hooked her arms around Feng Yao's neck and kissed him lightly with trembling hands.

The tone was restrained: "Feng Yao, it's Liao Mang, we will...next time."

Feng Yao put on his pajamas angrily and clenched the ultra-thin book in his hand.

If Liao Mang doesn't have a reasonable reason today, he will definitely not forgive him.

Liao Mang was also shocked when he saw Feng Yao's expression.

Is Brother Yao going to eat people?

"Brother Yao, hurry up. Mo Sang wants to see you in fifteen minutes."

Feng Yao slammed the door shut.

Ai Xiaoqi in the bedroom was already dressed and adjusting her belt.

Feng Yao hugged Ai Xiaoqi from behind: "Xiaoqi, I'm sorry. Go back to China and love Xiaoqi well."

Feng Yao was annoyed and let go of Ai Xiaoqi. He continued working and quickly changed his clothes.

"Just you and Liao Mang?"

"Ah."

"I go with you."

Feng Yao looked back, his voice serious, even warning.

"Don't follow me. Stay here and protect yourself until I come back to pick you up. Tell Lu Hao and Li Wenchang not to move either."

Ai Xiaoqi was speechless. Nothing could be hidden from him.

"What do you care about me?" Ai Xiaoqi's face darkened.

Feng Yao, who was about to go out, paused, then quickly walked back, hugged the stubborn Ai Xiaoqi, stroked her hair and coaxed her patiently.

"No, I want you to be 100% safe and wait for me to come back."

A domineering kiss pried open Ai Xiaoqi's pearly teeth.

Feng Yao and Liao Mang got into a business car with only a sturdy driver in the car.

Seeing that only two people arrived, the driver hesitated for a moment.

When they made a phone call, he spoke in the aboriginal language, which Feng Yao and Liao Mang could not understand at all.

The car starts.

Two Silver Moon soldiers sneaked into the bar, violently broke open Feng Yao's door, and looked for Ai Xiaoqi's whereabouts.

After two gunshots, two Silver Moon soldiers were shot in the head by Ai Xiaoqi.

Ai Xiaoqi jumped out of the second-floor window, stole a motorcycle, and sped away.

The fact that they dared to kill her proved that Feng Yao's judgment was wrong and that Feng Yao was not safe.

A few minutes later, Feng Yao's car got on the overpass and drove out of the city. A motorcycle sped past, and Ai Xiaoqi did a tricky drift, with her short hair disheveled, and blocked Feng Yao's car.

The driver braked suddenly and said in a low voice, "Mr. Feng, is this lady yours? Let her get in the car."

Before Feng Yao could express his opinion, Ai Xiaoqi opened the car door, bent down nimbly and sat next to Feng Yao.

Ai Xiaoqi curled the corners of her lips and looked at Feng Yao meekly.

"I agreed to be with you."

Feng Yao reluctantly grabbed Ai Xiaoqi's hand and ordered, "Drive."

Ai Xiaoqi didn't have to come. She could achieve her goal by secretly following Feng Yao. However, she felt uneasy. She had to follow Feng Yao to ensure his safety. If there was any danger, she would die before Feng Yao.

Not the fifteen minutes promised, but fifteen hours.

The business car went to different places, stopped to observe, and then set off.

Halfway through the journey, Ai Xiaoqi and the other two were shot and blinded.

The last section of the journey had to be walked after getting off the car. Ai Xiaoqi looked at the rugged and complicated mountain road and recalled the repeated changes of places and cars. He was sure that Li Wenchang and the others had been left behind and could not keep up.

Feng Yao always held Ai Xiaoqi's hand and never left her.

They didn't stop until they came to a warehouse carved out of a mountain. The door was open and soldiers were standing inside.

A sinister and malicious laugh was heard, and the black cloth in front of Feng Yao and Ai Xiaoqi was torn off.

It’s really Mo Sangxin who is hiding here.

Behind the large table is Mo Sang, a fat foreign man in his fifties.

From his curly and messy short hair, it can be seen that he has not had a good time these days.

"I haven't seen you for three years, Mr. Feng. You still don't treat me, Mo Sang, as an outsider. You still come with two people, oh... no, three people."

Feng Yao was stopped far away from Mo Sang.

He said calmly, "My wife."

Mo Sang sneered and did not ask Feng Yao to sit down.

"Have you brought your sincerity?"

Feng Yao took out a huge check for ten digits.

"This is a VIP service of the Swiss Bank. The price is twice as much as before. The conditions are the same as three years ago. Your drugs will not enter China. I want half of your total harvest, and you will not participate in the sales."

"Mr. Feng is still so straightforward."

Feng Yao handed the check to Liao Mang and asked him to give it to Mo Sang.

Mo Sang hesitated for a moment and raised his eyelids: "Let Madam Feng send it over."

Everyone around Feng Yao is not simple, but Ai Xiaoqi should be the easiest to deal with.

Ai Xiaoqi leaned towards Feng Yao and looked at him with timid and pleading eyes.

Feng Yao couldn't help but pursed his lips, looked back at Ai Xiaoqi who was acting like a drama queen, and gently stroked her hair.

"Don't want to go?"

The cute Ai Xiaoqi twitched her nose slightly, looked scared, and nodded slightly.

Mo Sang stretched out his voice, his voice full of impatience: "Mrs. Feng, you are not so timid! I heard... my personal soldiers went to invite you, but you killed them.

This time, Ai Xiaoqi was so scared that she buried her head in Feng Yao's arms and laughed secretly.

Feng Yao was afraid that she would laugh out loud, so he hugged her tighter in a doting manner.

"Mr. Mosan, that was done by my bodyguard. My wife is young, don't scare her."

"Mr. Feng's people can't be so weak. Come, you need to experience it well! I'm old and don't like to eat people."

Mo Sang laughed softly, but his face was ferocious.

He couldn't believe a single word of Feng Yao's lies.

Feng Yao patted Ai Xiaoqi's shoulder gently: "Don't be afraid, go ahead!"