Chapter 387 Bedroom

"Are all the things you said before true?" the fat man asked viciously.

"Really, really." The landlord nodded repeatedly, "I dare not lie to you now, it's all true, only Weng Qing knows the situation in room 808."

"Your friend is gone." Weng Qing's voice sounded in Jiao Tailang's ears, and her breath seemed to contain a certain smell, tempting people to explore.

She sat next to Jiao Tailang, very close to him, so close that her nose was full of pleasant smells, "Aren't you afraid?" Weng Qing seemed to be referring to something.

Jiao Tailang was panicking in his heart, but there was no expression on his face, "Afraid." He looked at Weng Qing's face, his eyes clear as water, "I'm afraid that my sister will not welcome me and drive me away."

Weng Qing's eyes paused.

After a moment——

"Are you hungry?" Weng Qing leaned closer to Banana Wolf, "What do you like to eat?"

Banana Wolf wanted to answer that he had eaten, but Weng Qing's eyes did not show this option, so he could only pretend to think deeply for a while and answered: "Anything is fine, but it's better not to be takeout. I want to eat what my sister makes."

Weng Qing smiled, and the arc at the corner of her mouth made Banana Wolf's heart tremble, "You are very good at pleasing girls. Have you said this to many girls?"

"I remember that there was a girl outside the door when they came last time." Weng Qing's pale fingertips rested on her face, looking at Banana Wolf and continued: "She is also your friend, right?"

"My only friend is my sister. Banana Wolf sat up straight and expressed his attitude solemnly.

Weng Qing stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "Is the steak okay?" Her voice came, sometimes far and sometimes near, "Very fresh. "

Jiao Tailang watched her open the refrigerator door, take out a large piece of meat, and put it on a silver plate.

It was just as Weng Qing said, the meat was very fresh, even a little too fresh.

There was even blood on it.

Then there was the sound of the fire, and then the "sizzle" sound of frying steak, and soon after, a rich meaty aroma came over.

Jiao Tailang had never smelled such a delicious smell.

Even though his reason told him to restrain himself, he still clenched the knife and fork handed over by Weng Qing.

"Try it. "After a while, Weng Qing came over with a plate, sat beside him, and looked at him expectantly.

Banana Wolf cut off a small piece with a knife, but blood flowed out as soon as the knife went in. The steak was not even cooked, almost raw.

But Banana Wolf had no choice. In the expectant eyes of Weng Qing, he didn't even dare to cut too small a piece, and could only bite the bullet and eat it.

Unlike the bloody feeling he imagined, the tip of his tongue seemed to have awakened new taste buds. Banana Wolf immediately cut another piece, and then the next piece

Weng Qing looked at him, with a look of She was so satisfied that she even went back to the kitchen and took out another bottle of red wine, pouring a glass for Banana Wolf and herself.

The deep red wine rolled back and forth in the goblet and finally entered the woman's scarlet lips. The beauty of this moment was something Banana Wolf had never seen before.

He felt like he had stepped into a new realm.

Seeing Banana Wolf staring at her blankly, Weng Qing still had those enchanting eyes, and she seemed to be accustomed to this kind of look from men.

A strange charm flowed through this woman, and Banana Wolf's throat couldn't help rolling.

"Is it delicious?" Weng Qing ran her finger across her red lips, removing the remaining drop of wine on them.

"The meat is delicate, layered, smooth, fat but not greasy! Chewy! Most importantly, it's chewy and smooth!"

Banana Wolf searched his brain for all the adjectives for food, and praised it without a bottom line, although he really thought so.

"Then eat more. "Weng Qing seemed to be rarely praised, and her mood was surprisingly good.

"Sister, aren't you going to eat?" Banana Wolf resisted the urge to finish it all, after all, he now suspected the source of the meat.

He had been in Australia for a while, and had eaten a lot of steaks, but this was the first time he had tasted this kind of steak, and the taste of this beef was also a little strange.

Weng Qing's eyes became more and more scarlet, and the way she stared at Banana Wolf made the latter feel that she might pounce on him at any time and treat him as food.

But fortunately, she didn't.

She didn't reject Banana Wolf's "kindness", but reached out to take Banana Wolf's knife, cut off a small piece of meat, and put it in her mouth.

Chew slowly.

This intimate performance made Banana Wolf a little at a loss. He tried again and again to find out the secret of Room 808 from Weng Qing.

But the latter didn't give him a chance at all.

It seemed that this period of time should only belong to the two of them alone.

Finally, Banana Wolf couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice: "Sister, what do you do? "

Weng Qing supported her chin, and her beautiful eyebrows moved. "I was a landlord before, but now," she smiled, "I like photography." A light flashed in her scarlet eyes.

"Landlord?" Jiao Tailang continued, his voice seemed to be sweetened, "That's pretty good. Now people like us may not be able to buy a house even if we work hard in a big city for half a lifetime."

"By the way." Jiao Tailang picked up the wine glass and said casually, "It seems that you have more than one house, sister."

Weng Qing exhaled the wine, and said with a dazed look in her eyes, "I have a few more houses, but not here, in Building 3."

"I really envy my sister. It's okay for her to be beautiful, but she also has such excellent conditions." Jiao Tailang blinked, and the tenderness in his eyes almost enveloped Weng Qing.

"You have a sweet mouth." Weng Qing was in a very good mood. She stared at Banana Wolf's mouth with a hint of desire in her eyes.

But she quickly covered it up by drinking.

Banana Wolf suddenly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. The woman in front of him seemed different.

"I can't stay any longer. Take the time to ask questions and then leave quickly." He also drank a sip of wine, using the alcohol to give himself courage.

Weng Qing seemed a little drunk. She stood up slowly, and her loose pajamas slipped down a little, revealing one side of her shoulders without knowing it.

"I'm tired." Weng Qing's eyes were blurred, "Send me back to the bedroom, okay?"

Weng Qing committed suicide in the bedroom. There must be danger inside, but before Banana Wolf could refuse, Weng Qing's hand had already been placed on his face, slowly swiping along his cheek, and finally stopped on his lips, "There is something you want inside."

Banana Wolf's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he felt his whole body was burning, especially the cheek that was swiped by Weng Qing's fingers.

"Okay, okay." He stood up as if possessed by a ghost, and Weng Qing leaned on him, "Sister, you, you go slowly, be careful with your feet."

The bedroom door opened with a push, and it was very clean inside. Two big golden retrievers squatted in the corner, sticking out their tongues. Not only were they not fierce, but they were very cute.

The bedroom was not big, and a small night light was attached to the wall, emitting a soft orange light. With this little light, Jiao Tailang found that there were many photos on the walls around him.

In each photo, there was a different man.

The background was this bedroom!!