11 PM, Nanjing City, Qinhuai District.
In a residential building by the Qinhuai River.
Feng Jun wore a mask and strode down the dark stairway. The corridor was pitch black, not to mention the stairs. Even if it was an ordinary special forces soldier, they would have to be careful here and constantly explore.
But to Feng Jun, this was not necessary.
He didn't understand why, but he had a special feeling. It was more like a prediction than a feeling. When he killed someone, he could predict that this shot would kill him. When he retreated, he seemed to have predicted which path was absolutely safe.
He could also predict what to do next to prevent himself from falling down.
This could be said to be a kind of talent, or it could also be said to be an intuition.
However, to Feng Jun, there was no difference between the two. As long as this ability was useful, it would be fine.
Without stopping, Feng Jun soon arrived at the third floor. Room 304 on the third floor was Feng Jun's temporary residence. Of course, it was also one of the many rooms that Feng Jun was temporarily staying in.
It had only been two days since he came to Nanjing, but Feng Jun had already changed three rooms.
He took out the key and accurately inserted it into the keyhole.
Gala…Zhizhi…
The door slowly opened.
The moment the door opened, Feng Jun's eyes suddenly darkened. He dropped his left hand, and a dagger slipped out of his sleeve into his palm.
In the room, the lights were on, and the fragrance of the dishes filled the air. If he wasn't sure that he had entered Room 304, Feng Jun would have suspected that he had walked into someone else's house.
"Ah Jun, come in and eat."
A crisp voice rang out from the living room. In an instant, Feng Jun's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be a flash of joy in them.
With a slight movement of his left hand, the dagger slipped back into his sleeve. If they hadn't seen what had just happened, no one would have thought that such an inconspicuous sleeve would actually hide killing intent.
Without hesitation, Feng Jun walked into the house and closed the door gently. "Anran, long time no see."
Feng Jun looked at the woman who came out of the kitchen with a gentle expression. He walked behind the woman and reached out to hug her slender waist. His eyes were filled with love. It was completely different from the cold mercenary style of the past.
The fragrance coming from the woman's neck made Feng Jun close his eyes in intoxication. He rested his chin gently on the woman's shoulder and felt extremely relaxed.
If those foreign mercenaries saw this, they would probably be shocked. The Blood Wolf King actually had such a gentle side.
"You know it's been a long time." Anran put the last bowl of food on the table. She smelled the man's breath behind her, which was filled with a sense of security. She listened to the man's strong heartbeat. The long-lost warmth surged into her heart again after three years.
This man had returned to her side once again!
"How did you learn how to cook?" Feng Jun looked at the food on the table, his eyes filled with surprise. It was these dishes that almost caused a misunderstanding.
"How can a girl not know how to cook?”"Isn't that what you said back then?" An Ran chuckled.”
"Are you still a woman? He could actually make the rice taste like this!”
"Who said that women must know how to cook? I can't cook.”
"If a woman can't cook, she won't be able to get married in the future!”
"You…"
The conversation from a few years ago kept replaying in Feng Jun's mind. That was the first time he had met An Ran, and also the first time he had eaten the real " dark cuisine " of this world.
Because of this, he had diarrhea for three days.
"Ah Jun, eat first. I'll make you a bowl of soup.”Anran said as she turned around to go into the kitchen.
However, just as she turned around, Feng Jun pulled her into his arms. In the next second, a burning body pressed down on him.
" Ah Jun…Hmm…" An Ran noticed Feng Jun's actions and her face instantly turned red. Her eyes were filled with embarrassment and joy. He had just started to speak when he was stopped by Feng Jun.
That overbearing plunder had directly taken over all of An Ran's rationality. A raging fire was burning in her heart and body.
"Tonight, you are my food." Feng Jun looked at the dazed An Ran and smiled evilly.""I couldn't bear to eat you three years ago, but I won't let you off today.”
An Ran's family was a scholarly family, and the rules were very strict. Three years ago, An Ran had always dropped the ball at the critical moment. This had almost caused Feng Jun to be burned to death.
If Anran hadn't used her hands in the end…
When An Ran heard Feng Jun's words, she was instantly embarrassed. The red glow on her face made her look even more charming and alluring, which whetted Feng Jun's appetite.
"I…I don't want to use my hands…"
"Even if you use your mouth today, I won't agree.”Feng Jun raised his eyebrows slightly. Then, ignoring An Ran's exclamation, he carried her in his arms.
"Ah Jun…"
"Be good. Be quiet later.”Feng Jun looked at An Ran, who was so shy that she wanted to struggle, and teased,""The soundproofing of this kind of house is very poor.”
“……”
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