Chapter 198 Yu Zitong's most precious gift

When Yu Yan saw them go far away, he couldn't help pinching Zitong's face and smiling, "Say, why did you do something bad just now?"

Yu Zitong giggled and said, "I didn't do anything bad. It's obviously you. How about the big star's face? Isn't it comfortable to touch? Cuck--"

Yu Yan and the other two laughed for a while, but listened to the four dark guards kneeling down together and saying, "Being and dereliction of duty. If you don't protect the young lady better, please punish the Holy Lord."

Yu Yan hurriedly picked them up one by one and said, "Brothers, please get up. It's none of your business. It's really because the enemy is too strong and cunning this time that it's a little dangerous. You see, I'm not fooled, am I?"

Several people listened to the Holy Lord compare themselves and knew that he was exoneting themselves. In terms of the rules of the Holy Blood Society of Hawkeye, Yu Zitong was in danger and even kidnapped this time. The task of the four dark guards could almost be said to be a complete failure. For the losers, the rules of the Holy Blood Society were never tolerated. But Yu Yan's exaggeration even took the responsibility on himself, which naturally made several people grateful.

After Yu Yan waved away a few bodyguards, he apologized to Zitong and said, "I'm sorry, Zitong, today is your birth, but I didn't expect it to be so bloody and make you scared."

"Do you need to say this to me? I really feel safe with you." Yu Zitong smiled and said, "Ayan, can you tell me what you thought when I was kidnapped? What if I can't come back?"

"Nonsense--" Yu Yan hurriedly interrupted her: "I promise, you will be fine at any time. Didn't we say it's okay? We still have to live a good life."

Yu Zitong smiled sweetly, threw herself into his arms and nodded, and suddenly said, "Ayan, what do you think Shu Le really likes you and wants to be with you?"

Yu Yan laughed and said, "There is no such possibility. You don't know her identity. She can't be with us little civilians."

"I'm serious," Yu Zitong shook her head seriously and said, "In case she wants to compete with me at that time, I can't compete with her. Sister Minqing has hope to fight with her."

Hearing her funny question, Yu Yan couldn't help pinching her little nose and said, "Don't worry, even if she really wants to join you, she has to go back." Yu Yan said casually, with Shu Le's noble status, this kind of thing is simply a fantasy. Really?" Yu Zitong shouted happily. If this is really the case, if Shu Le is with herself in the future, even if she is a big star admired by everyone outside, she will be the oldest when she returns home. Yu Zitong thought about it and giggled. This is really a very interesting and worth looking forward to.

"Don't think nonsense," Yu Yan patted her face with a smile: "I hate me very much now." This is also true. Thinking about Shu Le's completely unspeakable expression after knowing that Yu Yan wanted three wives and four concubines, you can know that she completely rejects this kind of patriarchal idea.

"What do you have in your hand?" Yu Zitong suddenly saw what Yu Yan had been holding in one hand and asked.

Yu Yan handed her what was in his hand and said, "Look, this gun kidnapped you. In addition, I also want to tell you that the last time I was injured in R country, it was also from this gun."

Yu Zitong said in surprise, "Really? This gun is very beautiful. You can also imagine that the owner of this gun must be a beautiful girl. I didn't expect her to be so vicious."

Yu Yan took the gun and said with a smile, "No matter how beautiful the gun is, it is also used to kill people. This girl is not simple. Her name is Nianzi Ito. She is the future heir of the First Heavy Industry Group of R. During World War II, more than half of the aircraft, artillery tanks and battleships in R were made by their family. How powerful you think it is. "

Yu Zitong suddenly left, but she didn't expect that there was such great strength behind Ito Nianzi.

After Yu Yan took the gun in Ito Nianzi's hand, he had not looked at it carefully. At this time, he saw that Yu Zitong kept playing and couldn't put it down. He was afraid that she would mistakenly go out of fire, so he hurriedly picked up the exquisite little pistol in Zitong's hand to remove the bullets inside. But when I opened the magazine, it was empty and there was not a bullet.

Yu Yan was puzzled. This gun has always been in his hand, and Yu Zitong can't remove the bullet. There is only one possibility. There is no bullet in this gun.

Since Niko Ito was prepared to ambush herself, she must not make such a careless mistake, but why was there no bullet in this gun? Did she do it on purpose? Why did she do this on purpose? She knew that if she was exposed, she would definitely die. Was she deliberately begging for death? But how can a daughter of a rich family who plays an important role in R country deliberately ask for death?

Yu Yan suddenly remembered her whisper when she slapped Ito Nianzi out without any concealment. I believe that in the case of serious injury, no one would think of changing her voice again, coupled with the whisper when she hit her wrist for the first time. In this way, that's her original voice. Why did she hide her original voice? Yu Yan overheard her voice twice. Although it was light, it was obvious that he had some impressions in his mind. It was probably someone he knew.

The woman I know is a little familiar with her voice. Yu Yan excluded those objects one by one in his heart, and suddenly stopped in his heart, and then jumped fiercely. Is it her?

It's impossible, it's impossible. One is the innocent and thoughtful little girl in those years, and the other is the rich daughter of the ruthless and cunning R state-owned enterprise. This is completely two people. How can they be confused?

But the voice seems to be hers, so how to explain it? Is it just a coincidence, it happens to be a sound imagination?

Yu Yan had many questions in his heart. He asked himself again and again, trying to find the answer, but he was disappointed every time. Yu Zitong looked at his frown and didn't know what he was thinking. After enduring for a long time, she finally couldn't help saying, "Ayan, I don't want to disturb you, but I really have to say - you're going the wrong way."

Only then did Yu Yan realize that the two had gone far away unconsciously. It seemed that he had been meditating for a long time. Yu Yan couldn't help shaking his head and smiling and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot something else for a while."

Yu Zitong hummed, "Who are you thinking about, Zeng Qian? Zeng Rou? Du Wanruo? Or is it Sister Minqing?

Seeing her aggrieved look, Yu Yan shook his head and whispered in her ear, "How can you rank yourself last? Didn't you say that I'm all yours tonight."

"It's so bad--" Yu Zitong obviously remembered the uncompetition career of the two of them. Looking at the watch, it was already past ten o'clock. She was in a hurry and hurriedly said, "Ayan, hurry up, hurry up, it's twelve o'clock in more than an hour, and my life is almost over."

Yu Yan drove the car and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I promise you will complete all your wishes before twelve o'clock." Yu Yan followed Yu Zitong's order and drove the car back to Chuangli Century's office.

At this time, the employees in the office had already left work, and there was no one in the empty office. Yu Zitong entered her office, but locked Yu Yan out of the door. It took a long time to open the door and let Yu Yan in.

Yu Zitong just took a shower, changed into a professional suit, and smiled at Yu Yanyanran and said, "How's it going? Does it look good?" She rotated proudly and showed her curvy and perfect figure in front of her most important person.

"It's so beautiful." Yu Yan praised with a smile.

"Of course, if you don't believe in other people's eyes, you should also believe in the eyes of the Holy Lord. Can the woman chosen by the Holy Lord be bad?" Yu Zitong said with a delicate smile, her eyes full of pride and self-confidence. She pushed Yu Yan into the bathroom and let him wash it well.

By the time Yu Yan came out, Yu Zitong had put a brand-new pajamas in front of him. Yu Yan put on his pajamas and took a few steps. Yu Zitong's vision was really unique. It turned out to be a tight stitch.

"Ayan--" Yu Zitong's eyes were hazy, looking at Yu Yan affectionately, and her beautiful face was full of excitement, shyness, and a little desire.

She hugged Yu Yan's bear waist tightly, lay down in his ear and said, "A Yan, today is the great day of our creative century, and also our great day. I have already said that I will give you the most precious gift I have always treasured."

Yu Yan gently smelled her earlobe and said, "Thank you, Zitong."

"A Yan, do you know why I chose the location in the office?" Her face turned red, and she whispered shyly in his ear, "Do you know that you have done bad things to others in the office twice, which is unbearable. Later, I thought that I must let you love me well here. This is our bridal chamber. Look at my professional dress today. Do you still remember? This is the one I wore when you first hurt me. I have always kept it, and this--"

She shyly and boldly led his hand to her short skirt. Feeling the pleasant feeling of rough big hand rubbing the trousers, she said, "I haven't washed this trousers before, and I've kept them for you. Today I'll wear it. I hope everything I do is the first time--"

"Ayan, come on, I'm yours. I'm going to give my lover the most precious thing that I have treasured for twenty-six years--" She turned her back and asked him to hold her delicate waist tightly, feeling the feeling of his hands exploring in his magnificent chest.

Yu Zitong's beautiful face was hot and red. She gently bent down and put her hands on the desk in front of her. Her beautiful plump buttocks were raised high: "Ayan, come on, enjoy this most precious gift with your most majestic posture..."...

With a slight hum, accompanied by joy and sweetness, Yu Zitong used this most seductive gesture to complete the biggest transformation of her life.

The clock slowly crossed twelve o'clock, and a bright little flower bloomed in Zitong's 26-year-old life. She changed from a girl to a real woman...

(to be continued)