Chapter 16 Angry Man 1

In the morning, when Ye Chen received Rong Ruo's phone call, his face was as cold as frost. The company's industry in the east was squeezed by Mo Ming's forces. The other party's methods were fierce, and his style was decisive and fast, so fast that people didn't have time to deal with it.

Even Rong Ruo, a business genius at Berkeley, must not be underestimated! Who is it?

He Qian lazily leaned against the head of the bed holding a pillow and looked at Ye Chen silently. He was leaning on the back of the sofa chair in the living room to make a phone call. Well, he was cool, handsome, his voice was magnetic, and the content of the dialogue was profound and he didn't understand, but...

She looked down, with her strong figure, full and tense muscles, thin waist, round buttocks, and... She jumped over the place shyly. She had learned his strength yesterday.

This guy actually wears nothing and performs a naked * physical show in front of her. Doesn't he know that it's easy to seduce people to commit crimes?

She shrank lazily to the quilt. Who would still stay after a one-night stand? Do you think this is a hotel? Aren't you full? She couldn't help shivering at the thought of this problem, and felt more and more like a falling off, and her lower body was in pain.

Looking at his relaxed and refreshed, the old god is here, and I feel that this is his home, um...

Ye Chen had finished the phone call and saw that she was staring at him. The ice and snow on her face instantly turned into spring water in March. He picked up the nightgown on the hanger and put it on his body casually. His chest and lower parts loomed, enticing and infinite reverie.

He was absolutely intentional!

Ye Chen looked at her with some straight eyes, and the smile in his eyes was deeper. He sat by her bed, and the male breath enveloped her, making her a little dizzy. She was even careful to breathe. She shrank into the quilt again and pulled up by the way. Her eyes were full of warnings. Hey, I'll do whatever you want. !

He smiled on her head, picked her up with his big hand and let her sit on his lap. He Qian was so stiff that he didn't dare to move. He pretended to be calm, but his ears were quietly covered with red.

I'm used to seeing President Ye's cold and majestic appearance. Suddenly, it's so gentle that it makes people feel creepy. In addition, even if there is no one in the room, even if this is a bedroom, please upload your clothes. If it goes on like this, I'm going to spray nosebleeds.

Ye Chen said, "From today on, we are lovers." What he said was so domineering and righteous, as if he was saying a statement like "It's a beautiful day today". Does he understand what a lover means? Love is not up to you alone!

Ye Chen's voice was low and sexy, and the hot gas sprayed on her auricle made her a little dizzy. Half of her body was numb. Yesterday's all kinds of things came to her mind again, and her ears became more red.

Yes, there seems to be a mysterious agreement. Does the love he mentioned refer to the contract? In fact, it is not true?

Seeing that she did not respond, Ye Chen turned her over and forced her to face him. She sat on his thigh with her legs crossed, in an ambiguous posture. Was he deliberately right? She simply became a cooked shrimp, red and hot, shy and brainy. Ah, ah, ah, ah, she was a "big" lawyer, calm and calm as if the mountain collapsed in front of her. If you don't change your color, how can you bear it?

She stared at him fiercely!

Ye Chen was stunned and couldn't help laughing. He spoiled her hair like touching a puppy, and then held her hand with a meaningful smile on the corners of his eyes, bowed his head and kissed her cheek. He said, "Qianqian, I want it!"

Such love words, such a handsome and excellent man, such a seductive distance, as long as a person will be seduced. He Qian has bubbles of happiness in her heart. She shook her head, shook off his hand, and pierced those bubbles. This is a deal!

She hooked his neck as a response.

Oh, this man! The phone call just now should be very important. Do you still have time to flirt here?

She tried to push him away, but she was so tired yesterday that she had no strength at all, more like the shyness she wanted to refuse.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth were always curved with beautiful arcs, and he held her tighter.

Ye Chen said, "Qianqian, I want to be with you every day!"

She was stunned. Is this sentence also in the contract? She stared into his deep eyes, which was a confession? Or does he want her to be his fixed bed partner?

He quietly observed the expression on her face. Obviously, the girl went somewhere else. Didn't he understand enough? He wanted to be with her!

Her slender eyebrows frowned imperceptably. She said, "Mr. Ye, we...ah..." She screamed and was turned over and pressed under him. He looked at her burningly.

He said, "Since you don't understand, I'll show you the beautiful scenery."

He Qian stared at him pitifully: "However, I'm still very sleepy and tired. I have no strength and haven't eaten yet, by the way! It seems that there is still work to be done!"

Ye Chen twisted her eyebrows. Why did she talk so much nonsense! He understood her protest as coquettishness and shyness. He did not rush to flirt with her. Whether it was in love or in the mall, he was better at all, pitifully shallow.

Near noon, Aunt Wang shouted in the yard, "Old man, it's time to eat!" In fact, she said it for Ye Chen and He Qian. Alas, young people are energetic!

Ye Chen sat neatly by the bed and looked at He Qian, who had fallen asleep. His heart was full of tenderness. He gently pushed away the broken hair on her forehead and printed a kiss on her forehead: "Qian, I'll go back to deal with the company's affairs and come back soon. Remember to eat and can't abuse yourself, you know?"

He kissed her forehead again and gently closed them.

Before he left, he had returned to his heart like an arrow. It turned out that this woman's position in his mind was more important than he thought!

When He Qian woke up, it was already evening. There were a few cakes and a note on the coffee table in the living room. The font was very beautiful, strong and powerful, and as domineering as its owner. This is Ye Chen's word, which said: soy milk and steak are in the incubator. I made it myself. Try it! I will come back after dealing with the company's affairs, at least half a day, or more than a day. Wait for me and love you.

Somewhere was hit in her heart, numb and a little painful. She rejected this feeling in her heart. Love and marriage are luxury goods. She can't afford to consume, just be a vulgar urban woman.

She took out steak and soy milk. Well, it's medium rare and delicious. It's just right. She was a little stunned with soy milk. She likes to drink soy milk the most, and this is her favorite brand. Coincidence? But this kind of soy milk is only sold in one store in the city center. How did he get it?

She took a sip, and the delicate and lubricated ** slipped through her throat, with the fragrance of beans, and her heart was stiffly pumped twice. It was a little painful. Some people said that a song represents a mood, a habit represents an experience, a kind of thing represents a kind of memory, and a preference represents the bone-breaking love you have experienced, so, so, What does it mean when she picks up soy milk and thinks of that person and those things?

Something flashed in her mind. She didn't have time to catch it and was too lazy to pursue it. The memory seemed that the bamboo shoots were about to spring up. She suppressed herself impatiently and didn't recall it.

The room was stuffy. She went to the window and stretched out her hand to open the window. The summer wind blew with the tendency of wild flowers and grass, blowing her soft hair. She looked far into the distance, her body suddenly stiffened, and her eyes stared straight ahead.

not far away, a black Mercedes-Benz is parked on the grass, surrounded by bushes of one person's height. It is difficult to find it if you don't look carefully. There are many leaves on the car, which should have been parked there for a long time. Two or three meters away from the car, there is a huge weeping willow and slender note fluttering in the wind.

Under the willow tree, a handsome and straight man sat on the grass against the trunk of the tree, stretching one leg, holding one leg, quietly closing his eyes to refresh his mind, and raising his dark sword eyebrows slightly, a little evil, straight nose and handsome.

He seemed to feel that she was looking at her. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her faintly.

The soy milk in her hand was almost unstable. She quickly hid behind the wall, and her heart seemed to jump out. Did he see her? Why is he here? What is he here for?

A series of questions made He Qian feel fiery and restless. Hongfeng's case has been closed, and he has also won. He and she, to be precise, should not be entangled with He Qian, unless...

Thinking of that possibility, He Qian couldn't help shivering. It was impossible for him to know her identity. Zhao Nuannuan said that he had hidden her secret very well. Even if the National Security Bureau wanted to investigate it, she believed in Zhao Nuannuan, so why was he here?

The soy milk paper cup in her hand was pinched and shaped by her, and the milky yellow ** flowed her hand and dripped wetly on her nightdress. When she wiped off the soy milk and looked up again, there was no one or car under the willow tree. Everything just now seemed to be just a hallucination. Is it really a hallucination?

She ran downstairs in her slippers, and Aunt Wang's question was left behind by her: "Alas? Girl He, where are you going? It's time for dinner!"

She walked through the yard like the wind, like a little girl who lost her doll, in a hurry. As soon as she came out of the door, she suddenly pulled herself tightly and turned around. She was tightly pressed against the courtyard wall, and her arms were pinched to hurt. A strong and warm masculine breath sprayed from the top of her head, and the other party also wore rough clothes.

He Qian looked up 45 degrees, which was Ouyang Feibai's handsome and evil face. His burning eyes seemed to talk about her penetration. His eyes were shining with brilliant fireworks. She came out to find him, didn't she? She doesn't have no feelings for him!

However, her eyes are shining with coldness, hatred and warnings. Ouyang Feibai, what are you doing here? Do you still want to plot against the people in the village? Isn't it enough to threaten me with Hongbo? You despicable villain!

His eyes were dim in an instant, and he burst into anger and unwillingness. Thinking of her Chenghuan under another man, he couldn't wait to break her throat.

He leaned over and kissed her, pressed her arms against the wall with both hands, and her legs were clamped between her legs. She turned left and right to avoid his kiss. He angrily bit her neck and sucked and nibbled.

While he was emotionally kissed, she suddenly pulled out her hand, pushed him away, and slapped him in the face.

The sound of "pa~~~" is crisp and loud. Five red fingerprints appeared on his fair face in an instant.

Ouyang Feibai stared at her coldly. She looked up coldly and looked at him. Her two pairs of eyes hit sparks in the air, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

He suddenly saw the mottled kiss marks on her neck, and his eyes flashed like a beast.

This is his mark! He gritted his teeth fiercely, and his bitter jealousy turned into unconscious anger. He suddenly carried her on his shoulder and strode in the direction of the car.