F**ked Silly After Transmigrating Into a Smut Novel - Chapter 50
Chapter 50 : Goodbye
Stopping in his tracks, Yan Qiao stood still on the spot. Looking at the pair of young man and woman kissing inseparably in front of him, his sharp eyes flashed an imperceptible darkness.
He still couldn't find everything he wanted.
But he found out that Feng Jiye seemed to have made a real move.
Looking back lightly, Yan Qiao didn't intend to get involved.
Love between men and women, who loves whom, who wants to fight, who wants to be emotional.... Everything seems to have nothing to do with him.
At this time, another small black dot appeared in the sky, and soon after, Wu Zhi's roar was faintly heard.
Yan Qiao looked up at the sky, frowning slightly.
Feng Jiye and Zhizhi parted while panting, a slender silver thread stretched out between their lips.
"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao..."
Holding this piece of soft flesh in his arms, Feng Jiye was reluctant to give up in every way. He wanted to be a thief, but he was powerless.
She refused to accept Feng Jiye!
"Xiaoxiao, you also like me, right?" As long as you say "Yes", I, Feng Jiye, will go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of fire today, and I will not hesitate to pay any price! I want to take you away too!
As she was dazed by the kiss, she leaned limply in Feng Jiye's arms. Only after hearing Feng Jiye's questioning, she finally sorted out her thoughts after a while.
She gently pushing Feng Jiye away, and he was standing still. She raised her head and looked at Feng Jiye who looked at her expectantly and eagerly, waiting for her answer, and slowly evoked an intriguing smile.
"We are destined to meet again."
Feng Jiye tightened his arms around Zhizhi's slender waist. His eyes kept looking at Zhizhi's face with a faint smile, as if he wanted to find some clues in this beautiful but indifferent face. A trace of crack in her expression, a little bit of reluctance, a little bit of mood swings...but, no. Finally, the hand slowly loosened.
The corners of his mouth curled up. Feng Jiye's trademark evil smile hung on his face. He stretched out his hand to pinch Zhizhi's pink and tender cheeks, "Little white-eyed wolf, remember to miss your brother Feng!"
Turning her head, she looked at Yan Qiao who was standing not far away, "General Yan, I have handed her back to you completely. You have to watch her carefully, and don't let me take advantage of her again."
"Naturally."
General Yan's tone was very light, but it implied coldness.
After she turned around and walked a few steps towards Yan Qiao, she stopped suddenly, turned her head, and gave Feng Jiye a sly smile. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, charming and lively. She opened her mouth and said something silently, then turned back and took a big stride towards General Yan.
Meanwhile, Young Master Feng, who was standing beside the car, was fascinated by the sly and elf-like smile that Zhizhi gave when she suddenly turned her head around. This was the first time she smiled at him with such an expression in many days. Her shining eyes straight hit his still lost heart.
And when he was still immersed in the sudden happiness and welfare, he was startled by the silent words in her mouth and couldn't help opening his eyes.
For the first time in Feng Jiye's twenty-four years of life, his tongue was so excited that he couldn't speak, and even his eye sockets were slightly red.
Slowly loosening the clenched fists at his sides, looking at the back of both of them leaving in front of him, Feng Jiye smiled like a fool.
"Goodbye."
They took off straight into the sky and went away.
Wu Zhi approached and landed.
Yan Yi came down from Wuzhi with a gloomy expression.
The eyes of the two met, and it seemed that a strong smell of gunpowder could be smelled in the air.
No one said a word, each word shouted at Feng Jiye with his fist!
Resolute, ruthless, without a trace of affection.
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