Updated: 2011-08-21

Chapter 493

The war is far from over. The two women in the master bedroom are still facing each other and are addicted. Chen Ping shrank his body and took a blanket from the sofa and wrapped it around him, but he didn't dare to sleep. To be honest, the leather sofa customized in France after work is soft and wide. If you are alone, lying on it is actually not worse than coming on the bed. However, the two aunts in the master bedroom are not at all sleepy yet. The source of this conflict is naturally unwilling to close their eyes first.

The two women are now full of resentment. Maybe they will pull him up and make trouble on a whim. Mr. Chen, who can't think of any big killer moves, can only choose to endure it. It's not easy to get rid of it by being held down by a man's hat. At least now he has no choice but to have two women who are struggling in the bedroom. Mr. Chen has always advocated democracy and managed the harem and other things. The girls have dedicated their bodies, so why don't they have any resentment?

Fight. Don't use a knife.

Let's make a fuss. Don't go too far.

The others are casual.

Half an hour later, Tang Aozhi rushed out first, and the school beauties followed closely, with great momentum. Mr. Chen was facing a great enemy, but his mother knew that this matter was not over. Once a woman became stubborn, it would be more than terrible. She was simply too much. After a long time of struggle, Mr. Chen finally couldn't stand it anymore. She had no choice but to smile bitterly and begged for mercy and said, "Shut up, give me a thin face, and I will definitely serve you comfortably another day."

The two women snorted coldly at the same time, obviously not intending to appreciate it.

Chen Ping's expression changed, wrapped in a blanket, and said viciously that you don't force me.

Tang Aozhi glanced at him and said coldly, "What can you do if you force me? Can you still dare to hit us?"

Tsk, we? When we treat Chen Ping, the two of them are still in the same mood.

Chen Ping lifted the blanket on his body, rushed over and hugged his wife's thigh without any image, and she burst into tears. He looked miserable and said, "Girl, you are good, please stop tonight. I'm so fucking headache. If you continue to torture, we will not have a good life."

Tang Aozhi was unmoved and his expression was calm. He was really a sarcastic heart that the female hero ignored the other party's begging after defeating the evil man. Chen Ping responded to the changes in the same way as he remained in his current state. He held his wife's gentle and slender thighs, with warm tentacles and fragrant smells. He made up his mind to pester them all the way. This was the ultimate trick learned from Chen Changsheng. He rolled all over the ground without any help. It was a headache. Tang Aozhi glanced at Chen Ping, deliberately ignored the small movement of a bastard's finger on the inside of his thigh, and turned his head back.

The school beauty squatted down, and the so-called cold and arrogant expression had long disappeared. She smiled and looked at Chen Ping and said softly, "Can we go and rest?" I can let you do whatever you want."

Chen Ping was moved. Just as he was about to say goodbye, he suddenly felt his wife's body tightening.

So Mr. Chen, who was still weak, suddenly realized his eyes. He finally understood what attention the two women were doing. Damn, he actually planned to seduce himself? Is there anything more evil than this? Chen Ping let go of Tang Aozhi's legs and patted his forehead. He wondered why the two who were usually very reserved before going to bed alone turned into female hooligans when they collided? Seeing this, the two had probably reached a ceasefire agreement in the bedroom just now, and the bet was himself. Now everyone is going to offend the other one. It's a headache, a headache. This is the pain of not being able to sleep with each other. Everyone wants to take a bite, but they are too greedy and can't eat it. Mr. Chen is not the kind of person who is born with a domineering spirit in the protagonist of the novel. Now facing two jealous women, he can't bear it.

"Husband, is that okay? I'm so sleepy." The school beauty shook Chen Ping's arm and said coquettishly, and even used a beauty trick. The silk shirt just now had been torn apart. The school beauty now leaned over and could see the unfathomable cleavage immediately. What a great magic weapon. As soon as she sacrificed it, Mr. Chen hesitated.

Tang Aozhi took a deep breath, but he could not ignore the opponent's offensive. He also squatted down and grabbed Chen Ping's other arm. His voice was soft and he said, "Would we go back to the room, okay?"

The situation became clear in an instant.

It turns out that these two women really have any shameful bets.

Mr. Chen, who became the focus in an instant and took the initiative invisibly, gradually calmed down, stood up, returned to the sofa, surrounded the blanket, and did not pretend to be pitiful, and said with a smile, two beauties, do you have something to ask me for?

This posture is so arrogant.

Nalan Qingcheng Tang Aozhi was also angry. This guy really gave him some sunshine and it would be brilliant.

"Don't think about it anymore. The man has decided not to sell himself tonight. The two female heroes will leave. The young one will not be entertained. Haha, everyone sleeps, I'll sleep on the sofa, you can do whatever you want." Chen Ping continued, seeing the two women clearly angry, but they had to make a charming look to coax themselves. He felt happy and practiced the cheap method.

"I really don't go? Shuangfei." Nalan Qingcheng didn't care. At least there was no clue on the surface. She looked at Chen Ping and said softly as if she was shy. The sensitive words Shuangfei were spit out from her little mouth, which were extremely natural, but had an unparalleled temptation.

Chen Ping's expression froze, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't tempt me, damn girl, you should know that men have a few days every month. The man is determined today, and even if he says nothing, it's useless."

Tang Aozhi burst out laughing, and immediately realized that his smile was a bit out of place. He held back and glared at Chen Ping.

Mr. Chen, who knew that he had temporarily escaped from the battlefield environment, didn't say much, covered himself with a blanket, lay on the sofa, waved his hand casually, said a request, and then closed his eyes.

Next to the sofa, Tang Aozhi Nalan Qingcheng looked at each other, and finally snorted coldly, and casually picked a room to flash.

The first day of cohabitation finally came to an end.

Chen Ping lay on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief. He really planned to go to bed this time.

Only an hour later.

Chen Ping moved his body.

One and a half hours later.

Chen Ping turned his back.

Two hours...

Fuck, Chen Ping, who has always had good sleep quality and has no habit of recognizing bed, actually suffered from insomnia. He was so cruel during the day. He muttered, sat up from the sofa, took his cell phone and looked at it. It was one o'clock in the morning.

The villa is quiet.

He wrapped himself in a blanket and sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette. The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more frustrated. The two women were feeling comfortable in the fight. Why did they have to bear the consequences and then suffer from insomnia? It was so unfair. Mr. Chen stood up and hesitated. Anyway, he couldn't sleep anymore. Let's start taking revenge. You two can't stand it together, but now they are separated, it's so easy to clean up one by one. This is also one of Chen Ping's plans. As long as the two women are alone, he will start to act and make one happy first, and the other is easy to say.

Going straight to the third floor and walking around the top, Mr. Chen found that only two rooms were on lights. He couldn't figure out which room the two women were in, so he could only bite the bullet and push one room freely in. He simply didn't get close to the two rooms on lights. In addition, the sound insulation effect of Zhongshan Golf Villa was good, so he was not afraid of being disturbed when he was "slaying demons and subduing demons".

The villa room was very big, and the walls were decorated with heartwarming beige. Chen Ping sneakily opened the door, followed a small corridor in the room, listened carefully to the enemy situation, but did not find an ambush, so he walked into the room with complete peace of mind.

In the room, on the Italian handmade bed, Nalan Qingcheng sat with her knees curled up against the back of the bed, staring slightly dazed. Even when she saw Chen Ping coming in, she just glanced lightly and turned her head and ignored her.

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment. According to the plot development, she should scream in surprise and then pounce on her? He touched his nose, smiled awkwardly, and said softly why he wasn't sleeping yet?

The school beauty ignored him.

Chen Ping, who had been bored, didn't mind, walked over and threw the blanket on the ground, and became completely naked. He went to bed, hugged the school belle in his arms without saying anything, and turned her over, and was stunned again.

What a beautiful and charming face with pear blossoms and rain.

But Chen Ping saw it, but felt a little distressed for no reason.

"Crying?"

Chen Ping said softly, his voice unconsciously less jokes and more softer.

A woman ran out of her home during the Chinese New Year to compete for favor with another woman. Are she wronged? She traveled thousands of miles away from the north to the south. When she saw her man, she was not favored on the first day. Is she desolate? She fought with her lover for a long time but didn't get any advantage. Are she depressed? Nalan Qingcheng didn't feel it, but when Chen Ping hugged her in her arms, all the negative emotions erupted. At first, the school beauty planned to endure it, stubbornly looked at Chen Ping, but finally let go completely, hugged a certain animal's neck, tears surging, and sobbing in a low voice.

It's pity.

Chen Ping's expression was calm, but he just gently wiped the tears that seemed to never be wiped clean on the school beauties' pretty face. His voice was hoarse, and he said softly whether he regretted it?

The school beauty shook her head, tears splashed, and under the light, it became more and more crystal clear.

Chen Ping smiled, his smile slightly bitter, his face slightly solemn, and he said softly that it was the truth?

Nalan Qingcheng nodded vigorously.

Unswervingly.
Chapter completed!