A few days later, Xiao Si and Duan Yanghong arrived in Nanxiao. The person who managed Nanxiao was Meng Jin, Meng Jia's half-brother. He brought a large group of people outside to greet him.

When I saw Duan Yanghong, Meng Jin was very respectful and full of laughter. It seemed that Duan Yanghong was here to be a guest instead of looking up evidence of his crime.

Nanxiao is in the most central area of ​​Myanmar except Kyoto. The economy here is particularly prosperous and the most ores are also the most, otherwise Meng Jin would not have chosen to manage it in this place.

As soon as I entered the center of Nanxiao City, I knew how prosperous it was. The pedestrians on the street were full of charm and were almost covered with silk and satin. Their prosperity was almost the same as that of Kyoto, the capital of Myanmar.

Meng Jin took Duan Yanghong and others to his villa. The villa covers a wide area, and the floor tiles are covered with jade, showing wealth and honor everywhere. Even the servants walking in the villa are all white and handsome, and they are unified.

Handmade clothing.

Meng Jin did not hide his extravagant enjoyment at all, and seemed sure that Duan Yanghong could not do anything to him.

When I arrived at the living room, I was even more luxurious and wealthy, with antiques everywhere, and the carpets on the floor were also hand-woven from Italy.

"Duan Xiaojun, you came from afar. I prepared a banquet. They were all simple and simple. I don't know what you like. If there is any inappropriateness, please forgive me." Meng Jin smiled and was polite. He respectfully invited Duan Yang.

Hong is the seat.

"Mr. Meng, please be polite." Duan Yanghong smiled slightly and sat down in the upper seat with Xiao Si.

All the people with status in Nanxiao's officialdom came. Soon, the servants dressed in pretty faces came and went, putting delicious food in front of everyone.

The servants retreated, and another musician came in to play music for them.

Meng Jin's eldest son Meng Yang was also at the banquet, his eyes kept looking at Xiao Si. After drinking for three rounds, he came over with drunkenness and said frivolously, "Is this beauty the woman raised by General Duan Xiao?"

Xiao Si looked at Duan Yanghong, and Duan Yanghong smiled lightly and said, "I'll introduce you to you, this is Zhao Xianhe's eldest daughter, Zhao Sijin."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and their expressions became more serious and respectful.

"It turns out to be Mr. Zhao's daughter."

"Ignorance."

"I don't know how Mr. Zhao is in good health?"

Xiao Si's eyes turned, she only curled her lips and smiled without greeting everyone. Everyone stopped her unrestrained appearance just now, sat upright, and did not dare to do it again.

Xiaosi found it ridiculous. These people were not afraid of Duan Yanghong, but Zheng Xianhe. They were all confused insects with no intentions. I am afraid that they would die in the end.

Meng Yang knew that Xiao Si was from the Zhao family, so he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. He said a few words of politeness and retreated to his seat. When he sat down, he glanced at Xiao Si with some regret and unwillingness in his eyes.

Meng Jin sat aside, looking at Xiao Si and Duan Yanghong. Others didn't know the inside story, but he knew it.

This Zhao Sijin is the daughter that Zheng Xianhe had just found, and was arranged to be Duan Yanghong's companion at Duan Yanghong's house.

But he was not sure whether Zhao Sijin is Zheng Xianhe’s man now, or has he been bribed by Duan Yanghong?

It was time tonight, and the banquet ended and everyone went back.

Xiao Si and Duan Yanghong's residence are in a separate courtyard in the Meng family, adjacent to the courtyards. Xiao Si is taken to a small house by a servant, while Duan Yanghong lives next door.

Along the corridor, Duan Yanghong entered the bedroom. After taking a shower, he entered the bedroom. Duan Yanghong frowned almost without checking.

When I opened the window curtain, there was a woman who was uncovered in her clothes. Her eyes were very charming and her voice was even soft and soft, "General Duan, Mr. Meng asked me to serve you. It's late at night, so you can rest first.

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A hint of disgust flashed across Duan Yanghong's face, and he took a few steps back and sat on the sofa, and said in a low voice, "Take it out."

After he finished speaking, the guard came in and carried the woman out, his movements were rough and simple, like carrying a hare.

The woman screamed in fear, "General Duan...I did something wrong, I..."

Soon, the guards asked her to shut up.

The room calmed down, Duan Yanghong walked towards the bed, smelling the smell of vulgar rouge powder stained by the woman on it, and frowned in disgust.

Next room.

Xiao Si was already lying on the bed after taking a shower, and had been in the car for a few days. She drank another glass of wine tonight. She was sleepy at this time and was about to fall asleep when she was stuck on her pillow.

Suddenly the bed tent was lifted, and the man stood in front of the window, with a little smile on his handsome face, "Let's inside."

Xiao Si narrowed her eyes and looked at him. After a while, she realized from the chaotic consciousness and stood up suddenly, "Duan Yanghong, why are you here?"

"My bed is dirty and I can't sleep. I'll borrow your bed to sleep for one night." Duan Yanghong said in a natural tone.

The little dark eyes stared at Duan Yanghong. Although the two became much closer after that night, they shared the same bed...

Her eyes rolled, "It's not good."

"Are you thinking too much?" Duan Yanghong glanced at her from a high point and sneered, "Just sleeping seriously, where do you want to go?"

When he said this, Xiao Si felt guilty. Yes, where did he think about it? It was so shameful.

Her ears turned red, and she held the quilt and leaned into the bed, asking Duan Yanghong to come up.

Duan Yanghong lay on the bed and pulled the quilt on Xiaosi's body. Xiaosi held it tightly and stared at him with caution.

Duan Yanghong suddenly smiled, "There is only one quilt. For the sake of your and my relationship, let me cover it. Otherwise, I will catch a cold tomorrow, and then the matter of Cha Mengjin will be delayed.

Once you delay, you don’t know how much people will suffer.”

Xiao Si couldn't refute, so he let go of his hand and gave the quilt half to Duan Yanghong.

In the dim bed tent, Duan Yanghong's lips curled slightly, and he leaned under the quilt toward the girl, looking at her side.

Xiao Si put his arms on the quilt and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Look at what I'm doing?"

Duan Yanghong raised his hand and stroked the girl's cheek. The soft and smooth touch made him unable to let go, and his voice lowered a little, "Did I kiss you today?"

Xiaosi blinked her eyes, and the red dizziness under her ear spread to her face, her voice soft, "No."

"Now now." Duan Yanghong's eyes gradually became deeper, and his fingers gradually slid to the corner of her lips. He lowered his head, and started from the corner of her lips, kissing her gently.

He was very gentle, so gentle that he felt as if he was sitting in the clouds, surrounded by softness and warmth, and he was light and filled with joy from the inside out.

In a few days, the man was already very skilled. Whether gentle or fierce, he could always take care of her feelings and patiently coax her, fascinating her like molasses.

After a long time, the man's breathing became urgent, as if he was no longer satisfied with such a kiss. He put his clothes in and went up little by little.

Xiao Si woke up and immediately held him down.

Duan Yanghong took a deep breath, his eyes were pitch black, and he bit her ears. The voice was hoarse, "Don't be afraid, I know the measure."

Xiao Siyou looked at him, his hands fell down, and after a moment he frowned, his clear eyes nervous and uneasy.

Duan Yanghong kissed her eyes and tried hard to breathe. He suddenly felt that he had overestimated his concentration...

After a long time, Duan Yanghong pulled the quilt over and covered it with Xiao Si. He buried it in the soft and fragrant quilt, but he didn't move for a long time.

There are only rapid breathing sounds in the room, and infinite beauty is born from the silence.

Xiao Si's heart, beating wildly, returned to peace, pushed Duan Yanghong, "Go to sleep."

Duan Yanghongben's wave of almost calming down was surging because of her words again. He was amused and crying, so he got up and kissed the girl hard, and then went to the shower room to wash the water.

When he left, Xiao Si lifted up the quilt, his face suddenly turned red. He put on his bedcloth, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes, which were clearly black and white.

When Duan Yanghong came back, Xiaosi was already asleep. She was as cute and soft as a child when she fell asleep. Duan Yanghong made a light move, lifted the quilt and lay beside her, looking at her sleeping face for a long time.

Even if he endured the pain, he could only watch it like this, and he was satisfied.
Chapter completed!