A man holding a Hong Kong accent laughed loudly and bowed to Xiang Yutian.

The men with him bent down one after another, nodding and bowing a lot.

"Um."

Xiang Yutian nodded expressionlessly, reached out to his arms around Jiang Wei's waist, and walked towards the corner next to him.

In a corner of the church, several subordinates quickly moved a clean leather sofa.

Spotlessly clean.

"Mr. Xiang, these are all the bosses of Hong Kong clubs," a Hong Konger named Chang Jiu spoke in a not very fluent Mandarin.

"Hey... Who dares to be the boss in front of Mr. Xiang? It's no joke. Mr. Xiang, I am Chen Zhao from Hongxing Society."

"I'm from Taihua News Agency..."

"It is said that Mr. Xiang never shows up easily. It is a blessing to see Mr. Xiang today."

“…”

After a long break, Jiang Wei found out their identities.

They are all the bosses of Hong Kong clubs, and they just catch any of them and are all social versions of headlines.

They all gathered here.

"Um."

Xiang Yutian just listened, his expression was cold, and he didn't say anything. He turned his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yi's legs, his eyes darkening.

Jiang Wei knew what each look he looked at, so he stood up and sat on his lap, hugged his neck, and pressed it into his ear, "Young Master seems to like this?"

"How do you know?"

Without looking at the club bosses at all, Xiang Yutian asked at the woman who was close to him, with a smile on his lips curled up.

"I found you were sleepy." Jiang Wei whispered.

She followed him for half a year. When he was bored, he didn't even bother to move his eyes. He looked lazy and actually drowsy.

Hearing this, Xiang Yutian bit her lips as if no one was around her, and put his back in one hand and stroked her delicate body with the other, "Then let's do something that is not sleepy. There is a separate room behind it."

A separate room?

rogue.

Jiang Wei cursed in his heart, but still smiled on his face, and said softly, "Sir Xiang, this is a church, a place where priests and nuns stay, and a holy pure land."

"It is exciting to violate the forbidden place in a holy place."

Xiang Yutian raised his eyebrows, stroked her chin with one hand, and took her lips and kissed her deeply.

No concern about other people's gaze.

It seems that in this huge church, there are only two of them, and others are just human-like sets.

"It seems that we have less disturbed each other, haha." Chang Jiu said while sitting on the sofa on the other side, laughing with several men.

The Lone Eagle also laughed.

"Then, let's do the job first." Chang Jiu suddenly looked serious and took out a pen from his pocket, "This time we brought some good things to Mr. Xiang, which is new.

Jiang Yi was still kissed by Xiang Yutian, and turned his body on his legs, looking at him casually, and it was an ink blue pen.

The Lone Eagle took it and unscrewed the cap, poured out some white powder from the pen and put it on the back of his hand. He lowered his head and sucked it a little, and his eyes lit up, "It's indeed a new product."

poison?

Jiang Wei's hand was suddenly grabbed by Xiang Yutian and handed it out.

The Lone Eagle immediately poured a little white powder into her palm.

Taking her hand back, Xiang Yutian lowered his head, his face approached her palm, but he just sniffed it gently, and did not suck it in...

His breath brushed across her palms, itchy.
Chapter completed!