At Your Service: The Weight On Skin

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the genius baby black belly!Pei Yilin left, but Song Qian's thoughts could not be calm for a long time.

Pei Yilin had taken care of Qin Xirong just now, so Song Qian clenched his fist tightly.

Song Qian didn't know why Pei Yilin brought Qin Xirong here, but she knew that this time they must come here.

Perhaps Pei Yilin brought Qin Xirong here just to get the family crest in the written seal as soon as possible?

Thinking about it this way, Song Qian's heart was even more determined: she couldn't let them get it, she had to get the family crest in front of them as soon as possible.

Song Qian's eyes narrowed slightly and quietly returned to the sofa like a cat, carefully watching the surveillance videos in every corridor.

Song Qian had watched more than one hundred and fifty videos one by one, but his eyes were a little tired, but he did not find the figure of the letter.

Isn't it in these rooms?

impossible!

She must have missed it.

Song Qian guessed secretly from the bottom of his heart, re-selected a few luxurious gold-tone rooms, and carefully observed them.

It seemed that God had pity for him. This time, as soon as Song Qian opened the first video, he saw a familiar person.

That person is not someone else, it is Liu Xuan who is serving the letter.

Liu Xuan twisted her waist and walked slowly down the corridor. Although she was dressed fashionable, her eyes were lonely and she couldn't hide her.

Song Qian squinted at Liu Xuan, and then at the scenery around Liu Xuan. The familiar scenery over there made her mouth slightly curved.

Perhaps, she could really rush to Wen Feng and steal the family crest before Pei Yilin found the Wen Feng.

Song Qian decided on the route to the Wenfeng room, and even the strategy of how to sneak into the Wenfeng room: first put on the waiter's costume, and then change to his own "work clothes" when Wenfeng is not paying attention.

After making up his mind, Song Qian immediately implemented the plan. First, he got a set of waitress costumes, and then deliberately dressed up, putting "work clothes" in it.

Everything is ready, it is already seven o'clock in the evening.

At this time, it is the prime time of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Tokyo, and the presidents of the luxury presidential suites will come out to hunt for food or to find possible partners.

Even though Cheng Wenfeng is physically inconvenient, as a businessman, he will not miss this opportunity.

Song Qian thought of this too. She was wearing a waiter's costume and she caught a glimpse of Cheng Wenfeng going out, and immediately stood aside obediently.

Cheng Wenfeng was surrounded by several bodyguards, and a gentle-looking person was pushing a wheelchair. His appearance was somewhat similar to Song Qian, but his style was even Song Qian's willingness to worship.

I saw that he was clearly a man, but he was more feminine than a woman in terms of words and deeds, and from time to time he helped to seal the collar and cuffs, which was extremely meticulous.

Song Qian just glanced at the man, and then kept observing the written letter. Seeing that there was no red string around his neck, she frowned invisibly.

Where did the written letter put Xiang's family crest?Could it be that it will be in his room?

It was not until Cheng Wenfeng left that Song Qian patrolled the surroundings and came to the door of Cheng Wenfeng's room quietly.

The written seal is indeed a written seal, and the revealed nature of the local tyrant's love cannot be changed. The room he lives in is the most luxurious in the Ritz-Carlton.

After opening the door to make sure there was no one inside, Song Qian walked in and looked for a place where Xiang's family crest might be hidden.

The Wenfeng room is very special, very different from Song Qian's room.Not only was the decoration in the room very simple, but even on the desk where office supplies were supposed to be placed, there was also a mess of ancient books.

Those ancient books are all complete sets. Except for a set of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has been opened, the others are still intact, and a few have not even opened the cover.

Could it be possible that Xiang's family crest was hidden in this pile of books in a written title?

Song Qian secretly guessed that the last time the secret room was opened through an ordinary box might be connected to this ancient book.

In other words, these books may have institutions under them, or there may be things inside them.

Thinking, Song Qian had an idea in his heart.

Song Qian took off the waiter's clothing and put it into the bag he carried with him, and then quickly overturned these ancient books, hoping to find some clues.

But Song Qian basically rummaged through all the ancient books and found no clues.

Song Qian couldn't help but guess: Didn't the written letter put the family crest in the bedroom?

Although she hadn't noticed the red string hanging around Wen Feng's neck just now, it did not mean that Wen Feng had not carried the family crest on her body.

It seems that she still has to find a hiding place first, and then wait for an opportunity to move.

Song Qian looked around the room and chose the curtain closest to the bathroom.The color is bright, the space is large enough, and the surroundings are transparent. It is the most suitable place for surveillance and escape.

She walked quickly, and the probe was about to lift the curtain and get in.

But she hasn't taken any action yet, a strong palm wind has hit her in the face, the strength and method are somewhat similar to Pei Yilin.

He was also waiting for this time?

Song Qian was shocked, and then backed away while attacking the man.

The figure of the man is very strange, even if Song Qian, who has experienced many battles, is a little nervous in front of him.

Song Qian's many attacks were easily stopped by the man. Finally, while Song Qian was stunned, the man opened the window and jumped out.

The night wind is strong and the night is dark.

Song Qian only smelled a seemingly scent of rosemary perfume, and the man's figure had disappeared in front of her.

"Damn it!" Song Qian murmured annoyed, and quickly climbed onto the window sill, about to chase the man away.

But as soon as she got on the window sill, another evil wind hit her front door. The wind was wild and violent, with the familiar rosemary fragrance...

"Pei Yilin?" Song Qian immediately backed away to avoid her, her speed was very fast and her skills were very agile.

Even if the man's offensive is very fierce, she has repeatedly avoided it.

Song Qian escaped the man's attack and took the opportunity to pull the man from the window sill to the ground.

The bright light illuminates the man's face, and his shining eyes and his unparalleled appearance aroused Song Qian's anger in an instant.

It turned out to be Pei Yilin!

Song Qian's expression became colder, and her action towards Pei Yilin became faster and faster and harder.

Every attack that swept through the anger was like a sharp sword pierced into Pei Yilin's heart. He felt a pain in his heart, and his response speed gradually slowed down.

Finally, Song Qian attacked Pei Yilin's left chest with Ling Li's anger.

Her eyes were fiery, it seemed that the old and the new hatred were mixed together, and when she looked at Pei Yilin, she carried a cold murderous aura.

That kind of murderous aura was something that Pei Yilin had never seen before, and that Pei Yilin now doesn't want to see it.

There was a trace of loneliness in Pei Yilin's eyes, but when facing Song Qian, he was still coldly, as if there was no fluctuation at all.

Song Qian attacked while staring at Pei Yilin closely.

She saw him expressionless, as cold as steel.

Peipei’s, Qian Mengmeng’s, own...

From the bottom of Song Qian's heart, his hatred for Pei Yilin grew stronger and stronger, and he was absolutely not soft when he shot.

Every movement of her seemed to put Pei Yilin to death, but every movement had fatal omissions because of being too hasty.

Pei Yilin is familiar with every movement of Song Qian, and knows better that if he responds by himself, Song Qian will definitely not get any benefits.

But how could he bear to hurt her?

The doctor has said that Song Qian's body was severely injured. A few days ago, she fell into the crocodile pond in order to find money for Mengmeng.

There, she caught a cold, and her body must have not recovered well.

Now, how could he treat her as Song Qian before to fight?

Thinking about this, Pei Yilin's movements gradually added a bit of tenderness, and gradually slowed down.

Song Qian kept staring at Pei Yilin, seeing that he seemed to slow down, the more aggressive she attacked.

Finally, looking at a gap, Song Qian patted Pei Yilin on the chest.

Her palm gathered the strength of Wanjun, and the speed was very fast. Once he hit Pei Yilin, he must have internal injuries.

Pei Yilin is fully capable of avoiding, but looking at Song Qian's sure expression, he paused.

Pei Yilin's heart softened, facing Song Qian's powerful palm, he took a step forward, grabbed her arm, and dragged her into his arms.

Pei Yilin's chest seemed to be like steel, Song Qian couldn't stop the forward trend, and slammed into it.

Her nose hit Pei Yilin's chest, the familiar smell entered her nose, and her nose was inexplicably sour.

Pei Yilin, do you really think I will not hit you hard?

Song Qian made a "cock" in her heart. At the moment when she was close to Pei Yilin's chest, she suddenly raised her right foot and slammed between Pei Yilin's legs.

Her goal was so obvious that Pei Yilin felt it in an instant.

He hugged her arms tightly, but without any effort under his legs, he quickly took Song Qian down.

Song Qian seemed to have anticipated Pei Yilin's movements, her eyes narrowed slightly, her right hand poked out very quickly and hit Pei Yilin's chest fiercely.

Her movements were fast, accurate, and ruthless, hitting Pei Yilin hard, making a muffled noise.

"Don't move." Pei Yilin was in pain, but a touch of pampering appeared in his eyes, and he imprisoned her in his arms domineeringly, and his domineering aura sprayed on her ears, "If you don't want to be discovered by a written letter now, then Just listen to me."

"Why should I listen to you?" Song Qian counterattacked indignantly.

"Because...you only have this choice." Pei Yilin's attitude is very domineering.

The feeling that Pei Yilin seemed to hold everyone in the palm of his hand made Song Qian very upset, and she remembered Qian Mengmeng who had disappeared again, her anger did not disappear at all.

"My choice, you never know." The voice fell, Song Qian struggled in Pei Yilin's arms with all his strength, trying to give him a heavy blow.

"Don't move!" Pei Yilin's body stiffened slightly because of Song Qian's movements, and a familiar tightness came from somewhere in his body.

"Why should I..." Song Qian stopped halfway through speaking, her brows clenched, and she stared at the door.

The voice from there was so familiar, it was a written letter.

Wenfeng came back, and she seemed to be discovered by Wenfeng soon.

"Our account will be calculated another day!" Song Qian said angrily, quickly attacked Pei Yilin's weakness, and finally broke free from his arms.

"Go and hide in that closet. Without my permission, you are not allowed to come out." Pei Yilin also heard the written voice, his eyes narrowed, he caught Song Qian and pushed her aside.

Song Qian only saw the closet, a place very close to the Wenfeng room.

If she hides, she might indeed subdue him before going to bed in a written seal, and get the family crest from him.

But how could Pei Yilin be so kind?

I am afraid that... he has a bigger conspiracy.

"Don't go? Do you want to be discovered by Wen Feng, or just wait to see him and give yourself to him?" Pei Yilin's voice was as domineering as ever.