Ji Ze took the opportunity to walk around the room in the name of visiting and found no traces of men, and was very satisfied.

The teacher probably doesn't have a boyfriend at the moment...

Concubine Yan is a few years older than him, and she probably hasn't had a blank relationship.

Before him, it was not uncommon for Yan to have a boyfriend and even did something more intimate.

Ji Ze was mentally prepared for these things.

Who told him to be born five years later?

but……

No matter what love history she had in the past, or even what kind of relationship she is continuing now...

She was destined to be possessed by him.

Thinking of this, Ji Ze's fine ink hair flashed through his retro phoenix eyes.

The tricks of taking advantage of the robbery are things that have long been engraved in the bones of the young master of Black-Dao.

Ji Ze never considered it at this time-

The woman he likes is a question that he can control.

Young Master Ji wanted to visit the room, but Fenghua had to change the place where he changed his clothes from the bedroom to the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, Young Master Ji was fiddling in the kitchen alone.

Fenghua walked over in slippers, stood behind him, looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ji Zesheng raised a bowl of brown sugar water, turned around and handed it to Fenghua.

Compared to straight men drinking more hot water, this bowl of brown sugar water can be said to be a great addition to Young Master Ji.

However, Fenghua seriously suspected: "Can this be drunk?"

Young Master Ji saw that he was the master of the slim and figurative water. Although the steps of a bowl of brown sugar water were simple, it could not resist some people being known as the little prince of dark cooking.

Fenghua is afraid of being poisoned to death.

"...It should be, right?" The boy's voice was filled with a hint of uncertainty.

Fenghua turned around and handed the bowl of hot brown sugar water to his lips, "Try the poison first."

——The teacher personally fed it, even if it was a real poison.

Young Master Ji thought so in his heart.

The bright red lips opened slightly, and the "poison" was first fucked.

Immediately, I stretched out my fair and slender hands, hugged the beauty's slender waist, and slightly lowered my head to seal the red lips.

Most of the "poison" in his mouth was passed over by tangling lips and teeth.

Finally, Young Master Ji licked his lips.

The bright red lips flowed out a bit of evil and charming.

"Yeah, sweet."

“…”

nonsense.

Can brown sugar water not be sweet?

Feng Hua gave him a blank look, and the meaning was clearly written in his eyes.

"...I mean, the teacher is so sweet." Ji Ze added the previous sentence calmly.

Feng·Teacher·Hua: "..."

Sexy methods are emerging one after another.

The pain during menstruation made Fenghua feel a little depressed, otherwise he would have taught Young Master Ji how to be a good person.

She sat lazily on the sofa holding the brown sugar water, drinking in small sips.

After drinking, Ji Ze took the initiative to take the bowl over and wash it.

Seeing Fenghua's eyes showing tired expressions, the boy said goodbye considerately.

"Teacher, you have a good rest, then I'll leave first."

Fenghua didn't even raise his eyelids, and replied in a lazy tone: "It's easy to leave, but I won't send you off."

"..." It's so sad that I didn't try to keep it at all.

Ji Ze walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, and turned back.

"Well, I almost forgot this."

The boy raised his hand and the school uniform jacket taken out of the bathroom, swaying towards Fenghua with a little smug tone.

Fenghua couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips.

It's really taken back and collected...
Chapter completed!