Chapter 835

Mr. Chen once accompanied Tang Aozhi to watch Korean dramas with a brainless index proportional to the male and female protagonists' appearance. He has always despised the male protagonist who was still very stupid and naive after being suggested by the heroine. He intuitively believed that they were all big ***, but in the situation tonight, when he changed to himself, it seemed that he had also suffered once, so when he sneaked out of the gate of the Ye family's villa area, he was still full of tragic emotions. The most direct way just now was to throw his heart into the bed without saying a word, tear her white clothes with a goddess-like look, and then gently put on the bellyband for Goddess Ye. Chen Ping sighed in his heart, holding a cigarette, and a pain in his mouth. Next time he was waiting for such an opportunity, I don't know when it was going to be. {Free Novel}

Ye Zhixin stood on the balcony of her room, watching the tragic back of a certain animal sitting in the Rolls-Royce, which was completely scratched by branches, and she turned away. Most of the time, her eyes were cold and rarely appeared in a simple and simple happiness. This bellyband was indeed something she wanted to take for herself at first sight. What happened to the goddess? No matter how cold, she wanted to be a worldly fireworks. She watched the Rolls-Royce's headlights gradually disappeared, and the corners of her mouth moved, and finally showed a rare smile. She took a small path to intercept Li Boxing, and wore a luxury car worth more than eight digits to look bad.

Finally, the gift was received and he sent it back happily, but he didn't even hear a thank you. He finally plucked up the courage to balance the bastard's heart, but he ended up wasting his great opportunity. Even Ye Zhixin felt that it was not worth it for Mr. Chen. Is this still the beast with emotional intelligence as outrageous as his shamelessness? She turned around and gently placed the precious bellyband in her hand on the bed. She stared at it for a long time before entering the bathroom. Goddess Ye planned to wear such a cute little thing tonight, even if she admired herself, it didn't matter. She had already been used to it.

Mr. Chen lost the opportunity to wear a bellyband that was so seductive that it could make people bleeding noses, which was already a foregone conclusion. However, as for whether there is still a chance to help the goddess take off in the future, it seems that only Ye Zhixin can know the answer.

Chen Ping drove back to Haiyang Villa. Even at around twelve o'clock in the morning, the city center was still full of bustling cars like water. Therefore, this luxury car with a completely scratched appearance naturally became the focus of attention. It was so handsome and the positioning was so coquettish that the owner could subconsciously throw two cheaper items when making a sharp turn. It was so fucking handsome. However, the owner of the car was not proud and arrogant in the car, but looked helpless. It seemed that he had not recovered from the fact that he had lost the best opportunity just now. It was normal. If this matter was put in general

The man probably had the intention of committing suicide, and this Rolls-Royce was Tang Aozhi's exclusive car. It was not about the status and luxury of the car, but about Wang Husheng's words when he gave the car to them. This was the wedding car for the two. Although the wedding was postponed for a long time, it seems that Tang Aozhi did not intend to abandon this slightly bulky big guy. Chen Ping drove quietly and summarized the series of things that happened tonight in his mind. Finally, he concluded that he finally came to a conclusion that he himself didn't want to admit: he did a complete victory tonight.

Finally, when the alternative Rolls-Royce approached Haiyang Manor, a text message from Ye Zhixin came late. The content was the same as Mr. Chen guessed, but it was simpler, just two words: Thank you.

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, stopped the car, slowly pressed the keyboard, and pretended to say that you liked it, but the more you thought about it, the more you became more and more frustrated. Finally, he added a beautiful woman at the end, do I still have a chance?

The text message was not beyond Chen Ping's expectations, and Chen Ping did not make any indifferent wishes. Continue to drive and fight with Ye Zhixin's wits and courage. It must be an extremely long road, not exciting, but there are definitely many so-called twists and turns. Chen Ping prepared enough patience to cast the net from the beginning, and now it has not yet reached the closing stage. Please read the book as soon as possible.

Rolls-Royce carefully parked in the garage of Haiyang Manor. At twelve to forty in the morning, Chen Ping looked at the table below and stood at the door of the main villa. He thought that all the women were sleeping and opened the door at will. He was thinking about who he should be favored, but suddenly he found that the biological clock of Haiyang Queen, who was more accurate than anyone else, was sitting quietly on the sofa watching TV. Under the slightly dim chandelier in the living room, the queen who had always been strong during the day was soft. She watched Chen Ping come in without any emotion, but subconsciously changed the channel, and looked at her with relish and admiring the TV program.

Mr. Chen, who was wearing a big question mark on his head, was silent and pretended to be surprised, and said with a smile that it was really rare. Sister Queen even sat in the living room in the middle of the night and enjoyed a soap opera. Well, let me analyze it with my professional eyes, are you worried?

Haiyang stared at the screen with no expression on his face. In private, Mr. Chen was salivated by Mr. Chen, but his beautiful breasts were at least 36 days old. They were slightly fluctuated and not nervous.

The real murderer is so majestic. One hand will definitely not be able to hold it.

Chen Ping glanced at him and found that the Queen's sister did not look at him. He simply began to peek openly. There were few opportunities to appreciate the beautiful scenery so close and not rejected or threatened by the eyes. Mr. Chen felt that it was necessary to cherish it. He pinched his chin and looked deep, but his eyes were extremely focused. His tone was more like facing the care of a friend, and he said in confusion, "Did you have any insomnia?"

Haiyang is still calm.

Mr. Chen likes her silence now. He stood up and quietly narrowed the distance between the two. Although his eyes were a little straight, his tone was very volatile. He half-jokingly said that he wouldn't he like a bastard from which family, and wait for me to give you advice? Yes, you can understand it first and we will study it until dawn.

It seems that the more I say it becomes less reliable.

Hai Yang moved his hand slightly and tenderly, held the remote control tightly, turned around suddenly, and faced Chen Ping with a calm face, but the part on his chest that was always staring at by Chen Ping was completely facing Chen Ping's sight.

Mr. Chen suddenly remembered a poem: Looking at it from a horizontal perspective, it is like a mountain, with different heights and heights. It turns out that no matter which angle you study it, it can bring people an extraordinary and amazing feeling.

Mr. Chen instantly changed his original aggressive eyes to a faint warmth. Looking at Hai Yang's eyes, he looked sincere from the heart.

Haiyang stared at Chen Ping, looked for a long time before getting up, and said lightly to follow me.

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, and had no time to think about the meaning of this sentence. He subconsciously stood up, followed Haiyang upstairs, and then entered her room, the most spacious and luxurious bedroom in the villa.

Chen Ping was beating his heart. This hint was so damn obvious. Did Sister Queen decide to hand over the murder weapon to her?

Haiyang watched Chen Ping enter the room and closed the door casually without directly expressing her attitude. Her tone was as calm as ever, so calm that Chen Ping suspected that she had fallen into a beautiful misunderstanding that she had wished for. She said lightly: "Do you want to drink something?"

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, he looked at the arrangement of the room casually and said casually, "No need." This seems to be the first time he stepped into the Queen's boudoir. No wonder his brain, which was half-coquettish and half-sarcastic by Tang Aozhi, was evasive and obscene to seeing a beautiful woman, would think wrongly.

Haiyang was silent, his eyes stared at Chen Ping's back, and suddenly spoke, and said quietly, "Actually, I really envied Nalan Qingcheng and Tang Aozhi, and even Xu Shu, and many women who rely on their shoulders. Chen Ping, I'm busy all day long, for the sake of my family, for myself, asking for others, or being asked for help, and then put on a queen's hat. Queen Haiyang, haha, it's very majestic, right?"

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, and didn't react to Haiyang's intention. He originally thought that Haiyang's sister would lure him into the room late at night, and then the two of them naturally had something that both parties longed for, but they didn't expect that the other party would start complaining seriously. Chen Ping smiled. Although it was late at night, he didn't even have this little patience and sat on the bed casually. He thought about it. As soon as he was about to speak, Haiyang had already answered on his own and murmured: "Do you think I'm tired?"

Mr. Chen thought about this question very seriously. The so-called queens, their inner world is far more complicated than ordinary vases. Just like Tang Aozhi, even if she gave birth to a child for the Chen family, Mr. Chen always felt that she was a simple mother only when she held her daughter. Therefore, any answer that was slightly hypocritical or too sincere may create an impression in the other party’s heart that you would never imagine.

"Of course I will be tired, but I feel that you don't need to envy anyone. Xiaozhi is now in charge of the overall trend of Fusheng Group. Qingcheng is immediately responsible for all things in Minhe Group. Xu Shu, staying in Hanhai Group, even if Xue Yufei is pregnant, she still strictly controls the entire Fengyan. Everyone has his own things to do. To be more selfish, the Chen family now does not need a noble lady who has no worries about food and clothing, nor does it need a happy woman who is envied by others. My father has ambitions, and it comes from his resentment, and I also have ambitions. Most of the reasons are because of unwillingness. When we climb up in any circle, we will encounter opponents who are stronger than ourselves. Like the Chen family now, they are very powerful, right? But when we face the Ye family, there is no advantage at all. The sense of crisis is the more obvious it is."

Haiyang squinted his beautiful eyes gently, not moved by Chen Ping's words at all. His eyes were filled with a sad yearning. I wonder if it was Chen Ping's illusion. The queen, who is usually unrivaled, actually felt a little desolate at this moment, and she was pitiful.

"Yes, they are tired, but so what if they are tired? No matter how busy they are, there is a bastard named Chen Ping behind them. He is shameless, lustful, dirty, despicable, but at least very tolerant. He is like a man. Tang Aozhi's decision-making mistake will bring about ten-digit losses to Fusheng Group, but what are the consequences? It's just that you're beaten when you get home. If she feels wronged, she can still act like a spoiled person after being beaten. What do I have? Haha, the Hai family doesn't look weak now, but I lose 100 million, or even tens of millions, and I can't sleep. What qualifications do I have to be wronged? This is what I envy them the most."

Shameless? Lustful? Despicable? Disgusting?

Mr. Chen's mind was blank, and he finally understood his position in the heart of this woman. He suddenly felt ache and almost turned around and left to let the woman die. He glanced at Haiyang and said angrily that you feel wronged. I am so bad in your heart. I am so surprised. You can still envy my wife. Is it really a shame? Just be my woman, forget it. Even if you lose a lot, I won't spank you. I will just make it back in bed.

Haiyang was silent for a moment and said softly in a tone that Chen Ping absolutely could not understand: "What a good suggestion."

She stood up, walked to the bathroom, and said softly that I'll wash my face first, and I'll give you something later.

Chen Ping said oh and waited quietly.

Five minutes later, the bathroom door was gently opened.

Chen Ping turned his head and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.

First of all, the pair of slender and beautiful legs with almost no flaws, plump and snow-white, followed by dark green lace ***, corset, combined with snow-white skin, the impact is unparalleled.

The Queen's sister, who was dressed as a serious young woman, just turned into a three-point style big ***.

Chen Ping's mind was blank.

The Queen, who was a little suspicious of her life, looked shy and shy, took a light, turned off the headlights casually, turned on the light at the head of the bed, and the light disappeared, and ambiguity quietly spread.

She came to Chen Ping gently, exhaling like orchids, but she didn't say a word, and the 36D weapon on her chest became even more majestic.

She whispered that I am your woman. Can you provide me with protection that will make me feel at ease? You can think of it as a deal, I don’t mind.

Chen Ping looked up stiffly, looked at the gradually blurred eyes, and subconsciously did another stupid thing that had only been done for a while. He swallowed and asked softly: "Are you sure?!"

But Sister Queen is obviously not Ye Zhixin, and she has a strong will. She gently supported her sexy bra and said charmingly that I have chosen this set of underwear for a long time. Now I have to take it off with your own hands and do it with the light on. Can it satisfy your sense of accomplishment?

Mr. Chen got the answer again, and his whole body exploded instantly. He stood up and picked up Hai Yangheng and pressed it on the bed. His hands were not polite and climbed up his long-coveted chest.

It is indeed a magical existence that cannot be controlled by one hand.

Haiyang opened his blurry and moist eyes, blushed, but insisted on saying: Don't turn off the lights.

Mr. Chen went crazy.

The spring scenery suddenly escalated, and then a strange text message suddenly rang.

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, looked at Hai Yang, who was breathing heavily under him, he hesitated slightly, and finally took the phone.

It’s Ye Zhixin, and he replied in a very short time: Yes, come, now.

Chen Ping was a little confused, and then instantly remembered his text message an hour ago.

"Beauty, do I still have a chance?"

"Yes, come, now."

This relationship is the final result of Ye Zhixin's struggle and hesitation for an hour?

Then a certain animal directly rejected the goddess for the sake of the queen. He gritted his teeth, pressed the keyboard of his mobile phone, and replied with great pride: "I won't go, I won't go."
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