The conversations from afar were mixed with Chinese and Japanese. Feng Junzi heard the voice of Taomu Ren and heard several fragmentary sentences intermittently, such as "Revisiting the old place... Mr. Taomu... Investment intention". Hearing the sound was approaching here. Although Feng Junzi was surprised why Taomu Ren appeared here, he did not want to meet here. He quickly picked up the Taomu Ling and left the place.

On the way back, Taomuling was relatively silent, and Feng Junzi didn't ask too much. He was puzzled: Is Taomuren appearing in that place? Should he follow him or look for clues left by Feng Xingzhi sixty years ago? If he was following himself, he would have discovered his relationship with Taomurenling. If he was looking for clues sixty years ago, the matter would be even more complicated, because this means that Taomuren has mastered enough situations and is not far from the goal he is looking for.

Back in the room of Bingyu Hotel, Taomuling's mood had not stabilized, and her breathing was still very rapid. She hugged Feng Junzi's arm tightly and was unwilling to leave his side for half a step. Feng Junzi couldn't figure out whether it was because of the experience in the hot spring or the accidental encounter with Taomuren, so she asked Taomuling softly: "Lingling, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? Can you rest for a while?"

Taomuling turned slightly and looked up at Feng Junzi. Her eyes were a little confused and her face turned red like a drunk: "Feng Junzi, I'm a little scared. Will you protect me?"

Taomuling's face was very close to each other. When he spoke, the slight heat in his mouth was vomiting on Feng Junzi's face, and his plump and elastic chest tightly pressed against his arm. Feng Junzi smelled the unique body fragrance of Taomuling and gently reached out to embrace her in his arms. The impulse feeling that had once existed in the hot spring quietly ejaculated in the air again. Feng Junzi calmed down and replied: "Don't be afraid, we are good people, not afraid of bad people. Bad people should be afraid of good people."

Feng Junzi's tone was like coaxing an ignorant child, but Taomuling seemed to be willing to listen to such words. She nodded and whispered: "Well, you are right, you are a good person, my good person..." As she said that, one arm had hooked Feng Junzi's neck, her body softly pressed against Feng Junzi, and her eyes were slightly closed.

A wonderful experience in the hot spring Feng Junzi has already eaten the marrow and realized the taste. How can the arrow not be fired at this moment? Feng Junzi lowered his head and met the lips of the peach wood bell. His lips and tongue were tangled together like two fish that were hypoxic. The two embraced each other and walked into the room, stuttering all the way, and the clothes that kept falling off the carpet were obstacles to the way forward. The two seemed to have forgotten the world outside the room, and soon immersed in waves of yu hope and pleasure.

In Feng Junzi's impression, Taomuling has always been gentle and gentle, but today her performance is surprising. Taomuling has always been very proactive, even a little crazy, with a kind of intoxicating emotion. This intoxicating atmosphere also infected Feng Junzi and inspired the rough side of him hidden in his heart. The bed, chair, and even the table became a battlefield for the two of them to entangle. Until the end, Feng Junzi hugged Taomuling from the windowsill and gently put her back on the bed. The fluctuations of the air gradually subsided, and their skin was covered with fine beads of sweat.

When it was completely dark, the two men who had been hugging each other on the bed felt hungry, so they got up and put on their clothes and called to deliver food. Feng Junzi had a good appetite. After all, the "efficacy" activities on this day were a lot of consumption, but they ate very little peach wood bells and seemed to have no appetite. Feng Junzi said to her while eating, "Papaya, why don't you eat? Are you not hungry, and you didn't eat lunch."

Taomuling's expression had returned to normal, but her eyes were very flashing, making Feng Junzi unable to see what she was thinking. Hearing Feng Junzi's question, she looked up and asked in a strange tone: "Feng Junzi, do you know why I suddenly felt scared today?"

Feng Junzi also heard Taomu Ling's tone was wrong: "Is it because I met Taomu Nin?"

Taomuling said another stranger: "You know, this is not my first time."

Feng Junzi was stunned for a moment before he realized what Taomuling said the first time meant. He didn't expect Taomuling would suddenly mention this kind of thing. Contemporary Japan is a country with very open and even distorted sexual concepts. Many girls' so-called "first experience" was unexpectedly early. It was not surprising that Taomuling had had sexual experience in such an environment. Besides, with her age, it was normal that even if it was not the "first time" in China. He didn't understand why Taomuling said such a sentence. So he said carefully: "Is this question important? Isn't it, do you mind? No way?"

Taomuling's eyes became blurred again, and it seemed sad in the blur: "My first experience is someone from Taomu's family."

Feng Junzi was surprised: "Who? The Taomu family? Is Taomu sole?"

Taomu Ling: "It's not just Taomu Ren, it's Taomu's father and son."

Feng Junzi almost jumped out of the chair. He finally understood why every time he mentioned the Taomu family, Taomuling would have such a strange reaction. The psychological shadow would never be avoided. Even Taomuling, a doctor of psychology like Taomuling, could not be avoided. Feng Junzi didn't know what to say, so he could only get up and walk to Taomuling, gently hugged her head in front of her chest, rubbed Taomuling's cheeks with his hands and comforted: "Everything has passed, no one can hurt you anymore."

I couldn't eat this supper anymore, and Feng Junzi had no appetite. When Taomu Ling was packing up, Feng Junzi walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and half-kneeled in front of the toilet. She felt disgusting, but she couldn't vomit. Taomu's father and son, namely Taomu Jianji and Taomu Nin, turned out to be such people. Feng Junzi finally understood why Taomu Ling had just grown up and never wanted to go back when she arrived in the United States. Her elective psychology may also be related to her experience at Taomu's house.

Feng Junzi stood up and stood in front of the sink and soaked his face in cold water. He looked up at the mirror in front of him. The person in the mirror also looked at him expressionlessly. He thought of Taomu Ling's experience, Lin Zhenzhen, and then thought of Taomu father and son, and Sun Weidong. A trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the person in the mirror.

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Feng Junzi is a person who is good at adjusting his emotions. After coming out of the bathroom, he did not look abnormal and did not talk to Taomuling about that unpleasant experience - this was unpleasant for both of them. When Taomuling woke up the next morning, he still curled up his body and snuggled up in front of Feng Junzi's chest, and Feng Junzi had already woken up and leaned naked on the pillow to smoke. Seeing Taomuling move, Feng Junzi reached out and pulled the thin quilt to cover her naked shoulders, and said softly: "You are awake."

Taomuling opened her eyes and looked at Feng Junzi's side face and asked, "I see you have been smoking with your cigarette holder. Is this cigarette holder ivory?"

Feng Junzi put out the cigarette butts and put it in the ashtray, handing the smoked yellow cigarette mouth to Taomuling's hand: "It's ivory. There is a Chinese saying that dogs can't spit out ivory from their mouths. It's a translation of the saint's old saying, "If you speak without words, you won't go far." I don't like being scolded, and sometimes I have no choice but to find an ivory and hold it in my mouth."

Feng Junzi's words made Taomuling laugh. She looked at the ivory cigarette mouthpiece with a finger in her hand and asked, "What a deep tooth mark, did you bite it?"

Feng Junzi: "Yes, I smoke very heavily and often bite the filter, so I use the cigarette holder."

Taomu Ling nodded: "The most common perverted personality in East Asia, a typical oral complex. Have you ever dreamed of not being able to catch the train or entering the exam room?"

Feng Junzi smiled: "You really do not leave your own business. Do you think I am perverted?"
Chapter completed!