"No, no, no."

A series of slightly ferocious cries sounded in the early morning, startling a flock of birds outside the window.

On a spacious and simple bed in the bedroom, a naked man suddenly sat up, gasping for breath. His eyes were ferocious, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, and the blue veins on his neck were popping out.

The man's body was covered with all kinds of scars. Some were cut by swords and some were left by guns and ammunition. In particular, a gunshot wound on his chest was directly aimed at his heart. It was hard to believe how he survived.

In addition, there was a faint smell of blood from the man's rock-like hard body. If someone was in the room at this moment, he would be covered with goosebumps and would feel creepy.

Only those who knew how to behave understood that this was a murderous intent that could only be accumulated after countless killings.

"Hu hu!"

Breathing heavily, the naked man took a few deep breaths. After a while, he calmed down.

"Ah, I didn't expect that after a few years, I still can't forget the past." A trace of sadness and sadness appeared in his bloodshot eyes. The man, Yang Hong, sighed.

After a moment of silence, Yang Hong got out of bed, put on his casual clothes, and walked to the mirror.

Looking at his knife-like resolute and cold face, a cynical smile appeared on his face, and he instantly became a lazy playboy.

Pretending was not difficult for him in the past.

"Damn it, which idiot designer designed this villa? There's not even a toilet in the room." Yang Hong, who had returned to his lazy state, walked out of the room in a hurry. He complained as he walked towards the nearest bathroom on the second floor.

He pushed open the clean bathroom door, came to the toilet, and relaxed comfortably.

After shaking three times, he was about to lift his pants when there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

While Yang Hong was still in a daze, the other party had already rushed into the bathroom.

Seeing the newcomer, Yang Hong's eyes instantly widened. He was completely shocked by the scene in front of him and even subconsciously stepped aside to make way for the newcomer.

The one who appeared in his sight was a beautiful woman with red lips and white teeth. She swept her delicate eyebrows and looked extremely beautiful.

With Yang Hong's willpower, he wouldn't have been so absent-minded. Most importantly, the beautiful lady was only wearing a pink, semi-transparent pajamas.

That hazy feeling of temptation made one's blood boil.

When he came to his senses, Yang Hong was about to speak when he was shocked to find that the beautiful lady had completely ignored his existence. She squinted her eyes and walked past him as if she had not woken up yet.

The beautiful lady's next move almost shocked him.

Unexpectedly, in front of him, the beautiful lady lifted her pink pajamas and sat down on the toilet.

Gradually, a relaxed expression appeared on the beautiful lady's face and her sleepiness diminished. She slowly opened a pair of hazy eyes.

"Not good!"

Yang Hong, who was immersed in excitement, felt his heart skip a beat. It was too late for him to cover it up.

"Ah ah!"

The ear-splitting scream that was so sharp that it almost broke glass rang out. In an instant, it echoed through the whole villa and broke the peace of the morning.

Half an hour later, on the sofa in the living room on the first floor.

Yang Hong sat on one side with lingering fear. Opposite him was the beautiful young lady who was wearing pink pajamas earlier. However, her expression was different from her hazy and innocent expression earlier. At this moment, her face was as cold as frost, and her beautiful eyes were as cold as absolute zero.

They sat opposite each other. The atmosphere at the scene was so depressing that people couldn't breathe.

"All right, all right. This is a misunderstanding. Isn't it okay to explain it clearly?" Beside them, a middle-aged woman in her forties was trying to smooth things over with a smile.

"Auntie Fang, you don't know how disgusting he is. He is simply a pervert."

Recalling the scene just now, a flush of shame and anger appeared on the pretty lady's face as she glared at Yang Hong.

"Hey hey hey, who's the pervert? It was you who broke into the bathroom. It was convenient for me at that time, but you barged in by yourself. I think you have some special hobbies." Yang Hong retorted with dissatisfaction. Thinking of the scene when the beautiful lady chased him with a pair of scissors, his heart was still beating fast and he almost became the last eunuch in the modern world.

"What? You're the one who has a special hobby. You're shameless, dirty, and greedy." The beautiful lady was so angry that she stood up and scolded her.

"Alright, I'm shameless, I'm dirty, alright?" Yang Hong shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Upon hearing his admission, the beautiful lady's anger eased a little. However, Yang Hong's following words made her gnash her teeth in anger.

"There's one thing I want to announce. I didn't peep. Even if I were to look at it, it would still be an open and aboveboard one." Yang Hong's expression was solemn and serious. Those who didn't know would think that he was talking about a profound topic.

"I'm going to kill you. I'm going to cut off that disgusting thing of yours." The beautiful and beautiful lady who was mad was not as dignified and elegant as she used to be. She shouted like a crazy woman. If Aunt Fang had not stopped her, she would have rushed forward.

"Well, Muxue, what happened today is a misunderstanding. You too. You should change your habit of going to the bathroom in a daze in the morning. After all, we are not the only ones who live here now." Auntie Fang looked at the two of them with a funny smile and said, "Besides, you two have been engaged and will get married soon. It's nothing serious."

"Humph, who wants to marry such a shameless and dirty bastard?" Qi Muxue turned her head away in anger. She secretly regretted that she should not have listened to her father's words and engaged Yang Hong.

Leaning back on the sofa, Yang Hong shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "That's better. I'm not interested in a woman who has a bad temper and a cold face. You'd better make it clear to uncle as soon as possible. I'll wait for your good news."

"You!"

Qi Muxue glared at Yang Hong angrily. If the eyes could kill people, he would probably have died hundreds of thousands of times.

Ignoring Qi Muxue's fierce eyes, Yang Hong, who was thick-skinned enough, was still smiling. He was leisurely drinking tea, leaving no room for Qi Muxue to vent her anger.

Looking at the two people with Dou Qi, Aunt Fang smiled helplessly and asked them to have breakfast.