Chapter 900: Burn the herbs

The night time seemed to be exceptionally short, and Jiang Sesur took the initiative to pack up the luggage for Jin Fengchen, almost nothing.
　　 Jin Fengchen looked at her busy figure, which was both reluctant and distressing, "Don't be busy, I'll just clean it up later."
　　Jianse Se’s back was slightly stiff, and then he took out a shirt from the closet and turned his head and said,
I’m happy to help you clean it up, can’t I?

　　 Her voice just fell, and she saw Jin Fengchen raised her eyebrows and smiled.
　　 "What's so funny?" Jiang Sesu wondered.
　　 Then, Jin Fengchen smiled with a lip on his lips, "I am happy, my wife is so virtuous, I really found the treasure."
　　 "You're so slick..." Jiang Sesur said, exhaling and being silent.
　　 "What's the matter?" Jin Fengchen saw her feeling down, and reached out and squeezed her cheek.
　　Jianse Se looked at the face close to her, and murmured: "You must be good when you arrive in Italy. Me and my children are waiting for you."
　　 Jin Fengchen leaned over and stared at her, warm and dry fingers touched the top of her head, and the long, long breath sprayed on her face.
　　 "I will, rest assured." Jin Fengchen hurled the little woman in front of him, strode to the bed, and gently placed her on the bed.
　　Yue Langfeng was clear outside the window, and only two breathing sounds intertwined inside the room.
　　 The next day, Jin Fengchen went out early and took the flight to Italy directly.
　　When Jiang Sesu woke up again, the temperature beside her was already gone. Looking at the side of the bed, she didn't know what it was like in her heart.
　　 seems to be empty, but empty without landing.
　　 She was stunned, and buried her head in the quilt reluctantly, sniffing the breath of the man, as if he was still around.
　　 It turned out that Jin Fengchen's departure would make her so uncomfortable?
　　Until he left, he suddenly realized that he had regarded him as more important than he thought.
　　On the other side, after more than ten hours of flight, Jin Fengchen and his party arrived at the Italian airport.
　　Jin Fengchen did not have many people. He wore a black trench coat and looked neat and chic.
　　 is accompanied by bodyguards on both sides, and those who follow him are care.
　　 And not far away, someone came early to prepare to pick up.
　　As the people of the two sides drew closer, Jin Fengchen saw Fang Yiming soon.
　　 Fang Yiming also arrived today, only a few hours earlier than Jin Fengchen. He has to show sincerity and can only wait here as soon as possible.
　　 His main task this time was to send medicinal herbs to Jin Fengchen.
　　 After the two parties exchanged their greetings, Jin Fengchen and Fang Yiming got into the same car.
　　 They still have many things to communicate.
　　 Fang Yiming and Jin Fengchen sat together in the back row. Fang Yiming looked at the man next to him, and the natural aura made people dare not easily pass.
　　 He felt a little nervous, and then he gathered his nerves and asked, "Mr. Jin, I don't know so many medicinal herbs. Where are you going to put them?"
　　 Jin Fengchen raised his eyes and looked at Fang Yiming, a pair of black eyes, thin lips lightly opened, "Do not worry about this, I will find someone to deal with."
　　 Fang Yiming was relieved to see that Feng Feng Jin said that.
　　 After all, they are now on the same boat.
　　After Fang Yiming left, Jin Fengchen explained to the Gu Nian in the front seat, "How is the warehouse you prepared for? The medicinal materials are temporarily stored there."
　　 "Master, you can rest assured that you can use it at any time. I will arrange people to store medicinal materials now."
　　Gu Nian's work efficiency has always been possible, otherwise it would not be possible to stay with Jin Fengchen for so many years.
　　After confirming that there was no problem in the warehouse, Jin Fengchen called Pierce's phone, "Hello, Mr. Pierce, I have arrived in Italy now."
　　 Pierce exaggerated a little "Oh", and said: "Really? Then I, as the host, must be kind to you tonight."
　　 "You're welcome." Jin Fengchen's slender legs overlapped, his posture indifferent.
　　 "By the way, Mr. Feng, there will be someone to acquaint you with at night. It must be very lively. It is really exciting."
　　 Is there another person?
　　 Jin Fengchen's lips evoked a slight arc, "Okay."
　　 Then, a black Maybach stopped in front of a luxury hotel.
　　Langyan Hotel is also a six-star hotel in Italy. Gu Nianding is the Presidential Suite.
　　 Jin Fengchen arrived in the room, after a simple rest, he called Qisha and asked her to come over.
　　 hung up the phone, and he sat casually on the chair by the window, took out a cigarette, bowed his head to burn, and the indistinct blue smoke covered his clear eyebrows.
　　In about twenty minutes, the seven kills came.
　　 is the door Gu Nian opened to her.
　　 She walked into the living room, greeted Gu Nian, and unscrewed the bedroom door.
　　 saw the figure at the window, her cheeks with delicate makeup floated a little smile, and her eyes were enchanting again. The plump figure is more vividly set in the buttocks skirt just to the thighs.
　　 She was like a water snake, leaning halfway on the edge of Jin Fengchen's seat, blinking her eyes, exhaling like Lan: "Why, just call me over in Italy, do you miss me?"
　　 The beauty is enthusiasm, but Jin Fengchen still does not change his face. He glanced at the seven kills, and he stood up quietly, elbows supporting the window, "I have a busy time to ask you to help."
　　Wen Yan, the woman's amorous smile suddenly solidified, she snorted, standing upright, could not help but pursed his lips: "You make me so easy to call every time, if I can't help?"
　　The seven-killer, as the master of the Wucimen, has been haunted by ghosts. Who can think of her appearance in front of Jin Fengchen?
　　 She thought that she said so, how could Jin Fengchen also say two good words.
　　No one expected, Jin Fengchen had no extra expression on his face, and said quietly without hesitation: "Then forget it."
　　 He has no neat gestures for his cleanliness.
　　The seven killers bit the colorful lips and stared at Jin Fengchen's charming side face with a bit of resentment in his eyes.
　　The chest also fluctuated violently, and he was not mad at him by Jin Fengchen!
　　 This man will never play according to the routine, and this time is no exception.
　　Seven kills sighed and made a fateful compromise, "Speak, what the are you doing?"
　　 allows Jin Fengchen to find her personally, but makes the Seven Kills a little curious.
　　 "Tonight, the warehouse of No. 38 Yingnan Road will be trading medicinal herbs. Are you sure you will burn the medicinal herbs before the other party transfers?"
　　 Jin Fengchen said, strangling out a cigarette that was suitable and smoking again, Mars suddenly extinguished.