1245: C1245 I Don't like Women Taking the Initiative

C1245 I Don't like Women Taking the Initiative

Fu Yan instantly understood what Nessan meant. He asked, "What kind of woman do you want to give Xiyan Cheng?"

"I came to ask you." Nessan and Fu Yan had known each other for a long time, so he spoke casually. "What kind of woman does he like?"

Nessan naturally knew that Fu Yan knew Xiyan Cheng when they were in the camp. He believed that Fu Yan could not have any personal relationship with Xiyan Cheng, much less tell Xiyan Cheng what they had just said.

Fu Yan thought of Gong Moyi and said, "It should be a woman from Hua Country."

"The daughter of Gong Family?" Nessan smiled and said. "It seems like I should send a Chinese man there."

"Yes." Fu Yan raised his eyebrows. "Send someone with a lovely figure. She was small, but she had good taste. "

Nessan patted him. "Alright, I know what you mean. I'll give you the same model as well."

Half an hour later, Xiyan Cheng, who had just returned from exercising, pushed open the door and realized something was wrong.

There was a fragrance of cosmetics in the room. It was a smell he did not like.

He walked in and saw the woman in a silk nightdress leaning against the sofa.

When she saw him enter, the woman immediately stood up. As the smoke flowed, her graceful curves rose and fell as she walked.

At this moment, Xiyan Cheng's phone rang.

He picked it up to take a look. It was a message from Nessan. "Brother, you have been here for so long. The reward for tonight has been sent to my room. Enjoy it."

Xiyan Cheng put away his phone. His sharp eyes fell on the woman in front of him. He glanced at her and saw that something was wrong.

The woman's long hair was loosely clamped by a clamp, and on the clamp, there was a pinhole camera.

Therefore, every move he made in this room would be transmitted to Nessan.

Xiyan Cheng did not move forward, nor did he leave.

The woman had already walked in front of him. Her voice was somewhat shy, as if she was pretending to be shy. "Brother, I just came here. You have to dote on me!"

However, after saying that, Xiyan Cheng did not have any reaction.

The woman was a little afraid. Especially when she was facing a man with an iron-blooded aura, it was a lie if she wasn't afraid.

But she still took a step forward and wanted to go over and unbutton Xiyan Cheng's shirt.

Xiyan Cheng took her hand away and said faintly: "I don't like women taking the initiative."

The woman was stunned and took two steps back.

"I prefer me taking the initiative." After saying that, Xiyan Cheng took a step forward.

After that, he placed the person on his shoulder and walked in with big steps.

Because of his action of carrying her, the woman's head fell down and her hair clip fell to the ground, leaving it in the corridor.

Xiyan Cheng narrowed his eyes and noticed the hairpin on the floor. He quietly placed her on the bed in the bedroom.

The bed was behind the wall. Although the camera was still working, it could not reach the bed.

When the woman was put on the bed, she felt dizzy for a moment. Then, she felt something pressing against her temple.

She was shocked and wanted to scream, but her mouth was tightly covered by Xiyan Cheng. She looked at Xiyan Cheng in horror and could not make a sound.

"Cooperate well." Xiyan Cheng's voice was extremely low. "Otherwise, you will die."1

After he finished speaking, he suddenly ripped off the clothes on the woman's body and stuffed her into the blanket. He said, "Call her out."

In the corridor camera lens, a shredded silk pyjamas broke in and covered the camera.

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