Chapter 15 Over the Thunder Pool

He Qian took the wine glass, looked at the newspaper that had been cut in half, and stared at Ye Chen doubtfully. Did he forget it in such a short time? Damn it! Her whole cheeks were red, and the wine was indeed strong enough. Hongbo's colleagues knew that He Qian's drinking capacity was so bad that people were angry.

Ye Chen turned a blind eye to her questions. The two stood closer, and she could almost feel the cool air from him. Are he angry? Why are you angry? It was him who answered incorrectly!

Host: "Question 4: What do you want the other party to do most now?"

He Qian answered angrily: "Smile!"

Ye Chen said coldly and domineeringly, "Kiss me!"

He Qian stared at him in shock and went crazy! How could she kiss him in full view of the public? She stared at his deep eyes, and his body seemed to have a layer of gold edges in the sun. The sculpture version of the perfect and profound facial features was handsome and sexy, and the thin lips were delicate and attractive, which made people want to bite and taste them carefully.

When the wine came up, He Qian was hot all over. She looked at Ye Chen with drunken eyes. Has she seen him before?

Article 65 of the girlfriend contract, as long as it does not violate ethics, the man's requirement of the woman to implement it unconditionally.

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed with admiration, and some people followed and shouted "Kiss!" Kiss!"

The host also cooperated to push the game to **: "Wow! Should we fulfill the wish of the male guest No. 26? Come on, let's say: kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him!"

Xia Feng messed up her hair and blew her heart. She couldn't help yearning for him. Whether it was a trick or punishment was no longer so important.

There is only ten centimeters between them, as long as she buys a small step forward...

Ye Chen waited quietly. As long as you are willing to take a step, I will finish the next 99 steps.

There was a state of staleness on the field. He Qian never took the next step. The audience was a little impatient. The host was about to round up the scene. He Qian suddenly took a step forward. To be precise, she was pulled by Ye Chen, and her body bumped into his solid embrace. She subconsciously hugged his waist and looked at each other. Who is confused?

She was confused and drunk. She tiptoed up and kissed Ye Chen gently on the cheek. The strong aroma of wine mixed with her taste stimulated his sense of touch and smell.

Only once, Ye Chen seemed to be greatly encouraged, and his burning eyes stared at her in disbelief. Just now, she actually...

He Qian's eyes flashed with colorful light. She was obviously drunk. She pulled Ye Chen's tie and stared at him with a smile, but the focal length was a little scattered: "It's delicious, like... uh... chocolate, marshmallow, uh... no... what is it? I'll try again." She was as naughty as an uneducent little girl. She reached out and hooked his neck, held his sexy lips, and her mouth exuded a sweet and strong smell of alcohol... He lowered his curse and picked him up and strode to the village head's house.

She pulled his tie and said feebly, "Put me down, I'm going to answer the question!" I want to answer the question! Hate..." Ye Chen's difficult ninja, frowned, gritted his teeth secretly and hatedly, and will do it again!

Aunt Wang was picking leeks at the door when she saw Ye Chen walking forward and greeted her warmly: "Ah, what's wrong?"

Ye Chen said expressionlessly, "I'm drunk. Aunt Wang, please..." Help take care of her. Unfortunately, before Ye Chen finished speaking, Aunt Wang threw down her leeks and walked out. As she walked, she patted the pleats on her clothes: "I have something urgent. I gave it to you. Take good care of her!" Aunt Wang laughed a little treacherously, and our family finally found support.

Ye Chen put her on the sofa. He Qian held his neckline and said intoxicatedly, "Did we win?" The warm tone sprayed on his face with a strong smell of wine.

Damn, Ye Chen was secretly annoyed, but his heart was as sweet and soft as cotton. His eyes were inseparable from her, as if he couldn't see enough. A trace flashed in his heart. She pressed against his chest and trustedly leaned most of the weight of her body on his shoulder, which made him couldn't help thinking of him. Abeying picture.

He is not a saint, he is just a man!

A corner of his heart is shouting crazily. Now he really wants to...

Maybe, if it were her, he could... walk out of the past.

He Qian is like an innocent little rabbit: "I... feel bad... It's so hot. Whoo, I want to drink yogurt."

He stroked the broken hair on her forehead and said softly, "Woman!"

She tilted her head and looked at him: "Woman? Feibai...brother?" A layer of water mist rose in her eyes, and her eyes were as bright as diamonds. "No, you are not him, you are gay, you are the president of Huang Shiren, you should go to Zhao Nuannuan."

The blue veins on his forehead jumped. Is this what she thinks of him? Little girl, look for death! He didn't know who Zhao Nuannuan was in her mouth, whether it was a man or a woman or a demon. He only knew that his desire was so high that he couldn't help it!

He kissed him and said vaguely, "Qianqian, do you hate me!"

Ye Chen, who was ruthlessly killed and robbed, actually said such a childish coaxing method. If Chen Bai heard President Ye, Asia's first commercial giant, say such a tenderness and coaxing, he would not believe that he would jump into the time machine and travel back to witness it again;

If Mohua hears it, he will definitely go to the hospital to see a doctor immediately. Is there something wrong with his ears? Ye Chen, who is absolutely domineering, with zero error rate, will not say such a meaty words;

If Rong Ruo hears it, he will immediately jump into the river and committed suicide. How can Ye Chen, who is regarded as a god, be so soft and whispered!

He Qian shouted and wanted to say something, but his mouth was suddenly sealed by Ye Chen. It turned out that his body still maintained the memory of her three years ago. The clear pleasure was completely awakened and vividly vividly. The pain in those days was also awakened. Was it her or her under him?

Who is the person who inherits happiness? Who is the person who begs for joy? Outside the window, the sun is shining, magpie branches, small bridges and flowing water. Originally, I just came to mourn the dead love, but I didn't want to be moved. Was the past love awakened, or did the new branches and leaves slowly take root in the old scars?

He Qian! Ye Chen medited in his heart, as if thinking about who was under him, as if reminding himself of something that should be forgotten.

He moves slowly and gently, carefully and patiently kisses. She has the magic that makes people unable to move her eyes, pure and frank, such as blooming roses, charming but with thorns, guarding but longing for love.

As he kissed, he gently called her name: "Qianqian, open your eyes." He wanted her to know who he was, pry her heart and stop inside.

He wants her people, and more for her sincerity.

Ye Chen was suddenly shocked by her thoughts. It turned out that she had already taken root in his heart. When did the pure, lovely, weak and stubborn girl, the strong, decisive, capable and calm woman, notice her and since when did she want to protect her and own her?

"Shallow, open your eyes." His kisses fell one after another, and his voice was soft and hoarse.

He Qian was a little confused about this evening. She opened her hazy drunken eyes and saw the handsome face. Sweat oozed from his strong muscles, and her eyes were as deep as the sea.

"Qianqian, who am I?" He asked.

"You are..." Her cheeks were red and she was still drunk.

"I'm Ye Chen, Qianqian."

"Ye... Chen, hmm..." Her shouting and moaning were vaguely sealed.

The current situation overlaps with the situation three years ago. The familiar face, the stubborn eyes, the red lips, and Chenghuan three years ago are because of Yixi. What about now?

In fact, He Qian almost woke up at three or four o'clock in the afternoon. The back strength of the white wine was strong. Her head was dizzy and her body was scattered. She looked at Ye Chen's perfect body in a blurred way, and there was a room of stunning, shock or shock, and she was eaten!?

He Qian has an advantage, that is, the more shocked she is, the calmer she is on the surface, and various scenes show that she is in a mess after drinking.

He Qian also has an advantage. Now that it has become a fact, it is useless to regret it.

What is her mood when she lies in Ye Chen's arms and is lazy and unwilling to move? I can't explain it clearly. Do you regret it? No. She is no longer a pure good man and woman. From the moment she wanted revenge, she is no longer pure. What could be more unbearable than her boyfriend's betrayal and the death of her family? Just...

Ye Chen kissed her and asked, "Do you regret it?"

He Qian was stunned for a moment and shook his head slightly: "No!" She won't regret doing it. She does everything.

Ye Chen's eyes lit up and looked at her hotly. He Qian quickly pushed him away: "Give me, I'm so tired."

Ye Chen smiled faintly and hugged her tighter: "Qianqian, I'm very happy!"

Is he very happy? This seems to be wrong. Is she hallucinating? Shouldn't that be said after drinking disorder X or 419?

Version 1:

Man: "Sorry, I really didn't mean to. Let's pretend that nothing happened."

Woman: "Bastard! You bastard!"

Version 2:

Man: "I'm sorry, I... I'll be responsible."

Woman: "Come on, everyone is just playing. Everyone needs what they want. Why take it too seriously!"

What makes me happy? How can such strange words come out of the mouth of the domineering and cold President Ye!

He Qian was really tired. Unexpectedly, she didn't notice how gentle and intimate President Ye's words were. She felt that someone took her into the bathroom, took a bubble bath for her, held her in her arms, and said something over and over again. She didn't hear it clearly, because Wen The hot water temperature and comfortable "cushion" made her * stop thinking about sleeping, and her eyes were black and unconscious.

Under the willow tree not far from the courtyard of the old village head, a heroic man leaned against the willow branches and looked at the remnants of the sky leisurely. A long section of soot between his ten fingers and middle fingers still did not fall. His star-like eyes reflected the afterglow of the sunset, which was a little lonely and somewhat sad. There is also some gentleness and unwillingness.

He was chased thousands of people far away, but he saw her softly snuggled in the arms of other men. He was so jealous that he was about to go crazy!

Zhao Longtao and Zhou Kai couldn't suppress him, and finally simply beat him with a stick. If not, I'm afraid he will have to kill President Ye.

He smoked a cigarette, bounced off the ashes of the cigarette butt, and cut the pain in his heart. Fang Yu, is this a punishment for me? How far are you from me and how can I get close to you?