The temperature outside fell below freezing point, but the hotel room was filled with bright and enthusiastic.

Chen Feiyu greedily kissed Sharma's rosy cherry lips while coming to the room.

Sharma buzzed, and his mind was blank.

When she realized that she had arrived at the bedside and she had collapsed in Chen Feiyu's arms. If she didn't stop her, something unspeakable would definitely happen in the next second.

She gritted her teeth, and her head became clear and she pushed Chen Feiyu away. Then she got rid of Chen Feiyu's claws and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. While tidying up her messy dress, she said, "You...you are too much."

Although she accused Chen Feiyu of being too much, there was a three-point shyness and charm between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and her tone was soft. Rather than accusation, it was more like flirting.

Chen Feiyu smiled and approached Sharma again.

Sharma's heart was pounding, knowing that she should run away, but her legs were like lead, and her fair and delicate feet stood there, unable to move.

The next moment, Chen Feiyu reached out and picked up her white chin.

Sharma trembled all over and kept telling himself that Chen Feiyu was much stronger than him. It was not that he didn't leave, but that Chen Feiyu suppressed himself and could not leave. Yes, that must be the case.

As soon as he thought of this, Sharma suddenly felt relieved and his beautiful eyes boldly looked at Chen Feiyu.

"If I don't do anything too much to you, that's a real excessive thing to do."

Chen Feiyu was laughing, but his eyes were sincere and his words were difficult to speak, but they made sense.

Sharma's pretty face turned slightly red, and then she sneered: "No wonder you don't lack beautiful women around you. It turns out that sweet words are just open. I don't know how many women you have said the same love words."

Chen Feiyu smiled playfully and said, "I understand, you want me to say love words to you alone."

Sharma spat, shyness and joy flashed between his eyebrows, and said, "You should save money, your sweet words are of no use to me."

"Since sweet words are useless, let's change the way of chatting."

Chen Feiyu let go of Sharma's chin, turned around and walked to the sofa and sat down.

Sharma was inexplicably disappointed.

Chen Feiyu poured himself a glass of water and said, "Tell me, after you left with Maqi's head, who did you meet again in the middle? What happened?"

He didn't have to think about it. Sharma must have done something in the middle, or encountered other things, so that Golden would get two poisons at once.

Sharma looked at Chen Feiyu in surprise and said, "Can you see this?"

Chen Feiyu picked up the water cup and drank a sip of water, and said lightly: "In addition to martial arts being the best, Chen Feiyu's medical skills are also the best. Even my medical skills are far above my martial arts level. You can see at a glance that Golden was infected with two kinds of poisons."

I think your shamelessness is also the best in the world! Sharma rolled his eyes and complained in his heart.

Of course, she didn't dare to say these words in front of Chen Feiyu, otherwise she would be the one who suffered the loss in the end.

In Chen Feiyu's questioning gaze, Sharma admitted openly: "It's Song Xuan, Song Xuan added a layer of poison to the brocade box."

Then Sharma told her everything about Song Xuan.

Anyway, in Sharma's eyes, Song Xuan's relationship with her is far less close than Chen Feiyu and her relationship. After all, Chen Feiyu and she have kissed her passionately three times, and she and Song Xuan are just using each other. Now that they have used it, she has no obligation to help Song Xuan keep secrets.

"So that's the case."

After listening to Sharma's explanation, Chen Feiyu suddenly realized and touched his chin and pondered slightly. Song Xuan was also a great enemy of him. Not only was he strong in martial arts, but he was also full of tricks.

"Although the Holy See has already dealt with Abel, if Song Xuan cannot be solved, after he goes to the Holy Land of China, Sister Qing, Yingxue and the others will also face great threats."

Chen Feiyu's eyes flashed, thinking about how to get rid of Song Xuan in the shortest time after returning to China.

Sharma bit his lower lip, looked a little hesitant, and suddenly said, "Will I follow you back to China for a few days?"

"Um?"

Chen Feiyu looked up at Sharma, looking surprised. Sharma's words were completely beyond his expectations. Could it be that because she forced her to kiss her several times, she fell in love with her wholeheartedly and wanted to follow her back to China?

As if seeing through what Chen Feiyu was thinking, Sharma turned his pretty face and turned his head and said, "Don't get me wrong. I offended Golden, and I have to use your big Buddha to shock him."

Speaking of this, Sharma felt unhappy. If Chen Feiyu hadn't "betrayed" him, how could Golden doubt himself?

If Chen Feiyu doesn't agree, he will... bit him to death, yes! "Of course."

Chen Feiyu looked playful: "You can live as long as you want..." Sharma breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then her pretty face turned redder. She could live as long as she could. Is Chen Feiyu hinting to herself?

I heard Chen Feiyu continue, "It just so happens that I have something to help you."

"What's the matter?"

Sharma asked curiously.

Chen Feiyu smiled mysteriously: "You will know when you arrive in China."

Sharma looked at Chen Feiyu's smile and suddenly felt like he was on a pirate ship.

Not long after, Chen Feiyu left.

Half an hour later, Masako Akimoto returned to the hotel and asked the front desk. She learned that Chen Feiyu had returned and was following two peerless beauties. With a slight guess, she knew that one of them must be Dan Tai Yuchen, and as for the other beauties, it should be Meng Yu.

Inexplicably, Masako Akimoto felt a little uncomfortable, and what made her even more concerned was that tonight was Chen Feiyu's last day in Nordic, but Chen Feiyu was still lively. Could it be that the fortune-telling she had calculated was really wrong?

With such doubts, Akimoto Masako returned to the room. As soon as she turned on the light, she saw someone sitting by the bed. She was shocked and looked at her again. She saw Chen Feiyu looking at him playfully. Then she breathed a sigh of relief. While walking inside, she snorted: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Chen Feiyu asked back without answering: "Looking at your expression, you won't be confused until now, why didn't I die in Northern Europe?"

Akimoto Masako hummed, not denying it.

Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled, "When I went to Japan, the Onmyoji of Heavenly Destiny also wrote a fortune for me, and he also swears like you that I will die in Japan, but I still survived. Could it be that your fortune telling ability is even more powerful than the Onmyoji of Heavenly Destiny?"

Akimoto Masako was stunned and fell into deep thought. She obviously didn't think that her numerical level could surpass that of the Onmyoji of Destiny.

Suddenly, Akimoto Masako was shocked and saw that Chen Feiyu had come to him, and hugged his slim waist, obviously trying to kiss him again.

"Wait..." Akimoto Masako was startled, and quickly reached out to press on Chen Feiyu's chest and asked, "Who is the other woman you brought back?"

“Sharma.”
Chapter completed!