Seeing that Ning Guangyao's expression was not right, Ning Zhengchun suddenly smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't be too nervous. Number One is only in charge of the last pass. Unless it's absolutely necessary, the power is still in the hands of the four families. You, the head of the Ning family, can still sit in the position of premier, which means that it's not that bad …"
Ning Guangyao wiped his forehead and nodded with a smile. However, he was still curious as to what kind of background could make the hidden clans so afraid of him.
After all, even the All Heavens Island represented by Hongmeng was on an equal footing with the hidden families, so they wouldn't really be afraid of them.
Could it be that there was a more unfathomable force above the Hongmeng and the hidden families in the illusory realm?
This thought made Ning Guangyao tremble subconsciously. He was not willing to be a puppet that was high and mighty in the eyes of the common people, but could be replaced in the eyes of some people.
But if the core of Hua Xia was in the hands of such an unfathomable person, it would be better for him to behave himself, lest he lose his life.
At this time, Ning Zhengchun had already continued to read through Yang Cheng's information. He seemed to be unwilling to give up and wanted to find a breakthrough.
Suddenly, when he turned to a photo of a woman, Ning Zhengchun's pupils contracted, and his eyes flickered. He pointed at the beautiful woman in the photo with a gloomy tone.
"This woman … is also Yang Cheng's lover?" His tone seemed to be a little incredulous.
Ning Guangyao took a look and replied with a smile, "Yes, her name is Hsiao Chih-ching. According to the latest information, her mother, Wang Yulan, is a maid of the Lin family. Many years ago, she gave birth to Hsiao Chih-ching with a gardener named Mo Zheng, but later Mo Zheng disappeared.
This Hsiao Chih-ching returned to Hua Xia from the United States. I don't know how she got involved with Yang Cheng, but now she lives with her mother in a courtyard in the western suburbs of Zhonghai. "
"Mo Zheng? Haha, it's Sorrowless … It's really her … Hsiao Chih-ching … Haha, this is interesting, Yang Cheng is really audacious! "Ning Zhengchun laughed sinisterly.
Ning Guangyao didn't quite understand either. After thinking for a while, he asked, "The Fourth, could it be that this Hsiao Chih-ching has another story to tell?"
"Humph, this woman's background is not a big deal, but she is a treasure for alchemists, this is something you don't understand. What we need to do now is to pass this information to someone who wants to find her.
Yang Cheng, Yang Cheng, at that time, maybe the Ning family will help you, humph … "A trace of evil flashed in Ning Zhengchun's eyes.
…
In Zhonghai, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.
The atmosphere of the Spring Festival shrouded this bustling city, and the bright night scene added a lot of festive elements.
Located in a relatively secluded courtyard in the western suburbs, there were also many mansions lit up with red lanterns. These big families paid more attention to this traditional custom for a good omen in the coming year. Anyway, they didn't lack money for these decorations.
After Yang Cheng got off the plane, he took a taxi to the courtyard. The security guard on duty hadn't seen Yang Cheng for a long time. If he didn't show his identity card, he might not let Yang Cheng in.
Unable to use his cultivation base, Yang Chen finally experienced the feeling of being an ordinary person in the past. Although his physical fitness was still there, it was no longer possible for him to come and go without a trace.
Now, five of the four mansions near the back mountain were already the territory of his family. He hadn't seen his little lovers for a long time, so Yang Cheng couldn't bear it. At a glance, he found that only Mo Qianni and Ma Guifang's room was still lit.
This saved him a lot of trouble. He didn't need to make a choice. Yang Cheng ran downstairs like a gust of wind. Seeing that there was no one around, he easily jumped up to the balcony on the second floor.
The ability to be a thief had been integrated into his bones when he was a killer. When he was young and romantic, he often went to some rich and powerful families to steal women. At this time, in order to give Mo Qianni a surprise, Yang Cheng naturally did it like a fish in the water.
Almost silently pushing open the glass door of the balcony, Yang Cheng walked into the corridor on the second floor and came to the door of Mo Qianni's bedroom.
From outside the door, he could hear the sound of "hua hua hua" water inside, and he could almost see the seductive scenery of the woman's plump body under the water.
Yang Chen's heart warmed up, and the little brothers below immediately felt it, valiantly flaunting their strength.
Swallowing his saliva, Yang Cheng slowly unlocked the door with experience. He controlled every inch of the door to not make any friction sounds, and he pursued a perfect break in.
Finally, Yang Chen opened the door to the room. He could already smell the fragrance of orchids in the room. On the big bed with clean white sheets, a few pink lace undergarments were casually thrown around.
Yang Cheng squeezed through the door and was about to close the door with his backhand when he suddenly felt something was wrong. Almost instinctively, he grabbed the back of his head!
"Who is it!?"
At the same time that a cold gun barrel was grabbed by Yang Cheng, a sharp dagger was aimed at his throat from another direction!
Someone was hiding behind the door to ambush!?
Because he couldn't spread out his divine sense like before, Yang Cheng didn't pay much attention and almost fell into the trap. Although he would be fine after being shot by hundreds of bullets, he would still lose face.
Fortunately, Yang Cheng's skills were far better than that person's. Before the dagger reached him, he pulled with his left hand, and the attacker behind him was pressed against the door!
"Little Qianqian!?"
Yang Cheng looked at the panicked and angry beauty in front of him and couldn't react.
Mo Qianni didn't take a shower. Her hair was still in a bun, and she was wearing a black and white checkered suit and trousers. She had a floral collar, and she looked like a fashionable gold-collar worker at work.
However, the woman was holding a silver pistol in one hand and a military dagger in the other, which really made people break out in cold sweat.
"Hubby?"
Mo Qianni was stunned at first, and then she revealed a happy expression. She hadn't seen her lover for a long time, "Why did you come back so late at night? I was wondering who it was that came to launch a sneak attack!
Yang Cheng smiled bitterly, "Who taught you this? You even know how to put in a bathwater and pajamas to distract others' attention."
"I taught myself. Just cultivating inner force isn't a problem. I just watched some secret service movies and learned a little. Maybe I can use it."
"Is that so? You have to first learn how to judge good and evil. It's all thanks to your man's ability that other people would have peed their pants long ago!"
"How would I know that you would come in like a thief in the middle of the night?" Mo Qianni pouted, "Let go of my hand first, it hurts from your pinching!"
Only then did Yang Cheng notice that he was still holding the woman's two white wrists and pressing her against the door. Hearing the woman's pleas, he revealed a mischievous smile.
Mo Qianni felt that something was wrong and asked in a low voice, "You … What are you doing?"
"Little Qianqian, I haven't come back for so long. I'll take good care of you tonight." Yang Cheng's breathing gradually quickened. He lowered his head and the tip of his nose slowly approached Mo Qianni's face.
Mo Qianni's dimples were instantly covered with haze, and her eyes were moist and misty. How could she not know what the man meant, "I just came back from overtime … Let me take a bath, okay …"
"No need, I think this scene is pretty good. Let's act out a play tonight. At night, a single woman returns home and encounters a flower thief. She tries her best to resist, but the flower thief picks a flower."
Mo Qianni giggled and coquettishly rolled her eyes at him, "What kind of melodramatic script is this? I'm not going to cooperate with you …"
"Don't laugh! You've already been controlled by the flower thief, so you should be shouting for help. "Yang Cheng guided.
Mo Qianni couldn't do anything about this man. It was said that a man would never grow up in front of a woman he liked. If he acted mature enough in front of you, it could only be said that he didn't love you deeply enough. From this point of view, Mo Qianni was quite satisfied.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Qianni looked at the man affectionately and simply accompanied him to go crazy. She pretended to be bullied and opened her mouth to shout "Help"!
However, before she could finish shouting, her cherry lips had already been heavily blocked by Yang Cheng. In the midst of the intertwining of their tongues, he began to ravage every inch of the tender flesh in her chest, wanting to make her unable to breathe.
"Woo woo …" Only after kissing Mo Qianni until she was gasping for breath and was about to suffocate did Yang Cheng let go.
The moment their lips separated, a crystal silk thread was connected from their lips. For a time, the pink flame in the room heated up.
Mo Qianni looked at the man she loved with a pair of blurry eyes. Her red lips were slightly parted, and she could feel the wild but loving emotions in his eyes. She was completely intoxicated.
"Bad guy … As soon as you come back, you bully me. Do you want me to be picked up by the flower thief so much? Then won't you be a cuckold in the end?
"Yang Cheng stuck out his tongue and licked the woman's lustrous earlobe like a dragonfly skimming the water, and then gently bit it with his teeth. Suddenly, Mo Qianni's whole body and bones were limp, and the gap between her legs was itchy, as if there was a moist water.
"What a little fool. You can fall in love with this flower thief in the end."
Mo Qianni was about to laugh out when she found that her whole body had been carried horizontally. She couldn't help but let out a cry, and the dagger and gun in her hands had already fallen to the ground.
Yang Cheng strode to the bedside, threw the plump beauty on the bed, and covered her with his whole body.
"Little beauty, you disarmed so quickly. It seems that you have accepted your fate to be picked tonight?" Yang Cheng kissed the woman's pink neck and said vaguely.
Mo Qianni let out a burst of comfortable whispers, "Hum … It's not that my man is always not here, wild man is wild man … I'm afraid that you are a wax spear head, can't satisfy me …"
Yang Cheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Qianni, who had a hint of slyness in her eyes, and suddenly found that this woman was very talented in acting. This really stimulated him!
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