Chapter 971

After getting off the plane and walking out of Dalian Airport, Mr. Chen's ambition on the plane disappeared in an instant. She had already figured out which hotel to go to on the plane, and even tore off her sister-in-law's clothes at that location in the hotel suite. She followed Han Yue like she treated Han Yue these days, and staged a romantic action movie that was destined to be filmed but was still heroic. At that time, Mr. Chen's mood was the same as her body, floating and happy, but she got off the plane.

After being down-to-earth, I finally realized that just now I was just a fantasy. Dalian is different from Nanjing. In this city, Nalan Qingying is a well-deserved princess. A cough can make a group of so-called big shots frightened. If you have sex with your sister-in-law in such a place, it is not as simple as making the other party resentful. Prince Nalan knew that it would be strange if he didn't let all the masters chase him to death. [Read the novel "".]

After leaving the airport, Dalian City was a sunny morning. Although the weather was cold, it was not unbearable to wear thick clothes. In addition to prosperity, the biggest feature of this city, which is called the northern benchmark, is clean and beautiful. Chen Ping took Nalan Qingcheng's little hand. This time he didn't dare to wrap his claws around his sister-in-law's waist. After all, he had to meet the other elders. Only one is the virtue. Chen Ping lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and took Nalan Qingcheng to the first floor of his arms. He smiled and said, "Baby, I finally let you fool your territory this time. I felt nervous on the way here. I had to kill and cut at night, and I had no ability to resist. You said whatever posture you used. Forget it, why? Is this majestic?

"Young guy is scared? Be good, behave better during the day, love you well at night. You are good in front of grandpa, and you will be very good in the face of you at night." Nalan Qingcheng laughed and hugged Chen Ping's arm tightly. A pair of white rabbits on his chest rubbed Mr. Chen's arms restlessly. Through the thick sweater and windbreaker, he still felt a sense of feedback that should not be underestimated. It was so damn rich, and it was in public. After stepping into this city, the beautiful woman with accent with a coquettish accent said this with a spoiled nature. Even Chen Ping couldn't stand it.

"Let's go, I've been on the phone with my grandfather before coming. He should be outside the airport now. "Reading Books"" Nalan Qingying said quietly, pulling a small trolley case with a cold look. Her eyes that were dodging along the way finally calmed down. It was different when she came to her territory. Her aura was catching up with the queen of her generation.

Nalan Qingcheng smirked and squeezed into Chen Ping's arms. The steadiness of the past disappeared and jumped around. She and Chen Ping didn't have much luggage, and they were different from her sister. In the harem of Mr. Chen, this girl seemed to be the only stranger who could brush Chen Ping's card and brush more than Tang Aozhi. She bought it for more than 40 million yuan. She bought it when she said she wanted to buy it. The heroine is really generous. Not to mention the car, even the various brand-name clothes, brand-name bags, and shoes piled in her room were all huge.

The limited edition of the commemorative edition that can make most noble ladies burst into tears is really like water. Every time Mr. Chen protests, the woman will wave her little fist with a fierce look on her face. Or she just lingers Chen Ping's body with a charming smile, and says cutely, husband, be calm, I have the ability to spend money and make money, do you really hope I am a modern slave? A box of condoms costs dozens of yuan, Mirror Heart. (. ""Free novel

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Chen Ping had no temper at all when facing this woman. He let it go and just let her ruin it. Just be happy. He always had low requirements for his own women, as long as he did not cuckold himself, and had a casual and indulgent mentality.

After leaving the airport with a smile, Nalan Qingying always walked in front of Chen Ping, keeping a distance of not far or near, and her temperament was as cold and arrogant as ever. Mr. Chen had Nalan Qingcheng, who was smiling in his arms, so he didn't know how to get up again. From the moment he got off the plane, he began to imagine the meeting scene with Nalan Jingwei, and carefully outlined, overturned, and outlined. It was a very interesting thing.

Then he walked out of the airport and was shocked when Mr. Chen saw a pair of luxury convoys parked outside the airport.

Several S-series Mercedes-Benzs revolve around an extended version of Maybach, all of which are pitch black and extremely eye-catching. If the car is a dead object, it cannot give too many people a huge impact, but the people next to the car can make most of the onlookers tremble.

The man in his twenties was straight, with a black suit, black sunglasses, black headphones, and his hands crossed on his abdomen, standing upright, silence exuded a cold aura of being unavailable. He was well trained when he walked around occasionally, and his appearance as an agent fully proved that they were the real elite power. With this fierce killing aura, he was far from comparable to those embroidered pillows.

More than twenty burly men were scattered outside, next to the lengthened Maybach, standing an old man in Tang suit. He was not too burly, but his face was full of seriousness. Although his tight hair was a little gray, he was still meticulously combed behind his head and his waist was straight. An old man who was about to enter his twilight years, standing in the crowd actually gave people a more sharp and steady aura than most middle-aged people. Standing in the crowd casually, he was the well-deserved protagonist.

Domineering, fierce, heroic, and awe-inspiring as a tiger.

Chen Ping instantly skipped countless words in his mind, and then he instantly learned about this person's identity.

The uncrowned king of the three northeastern provinces, Nalan Jingwei!

In such a huge China, even if there are only a hundred giant owls that can be called famous, they still cannot count their hands. But how many of them can be welcomed by Prince Nalan himself?

In the impression of those who know the inside story, there seem to be only three people over the past few decades.

The latest chapter list of Chen Longxiang’s 500 years of time intertwined 20 years ago.

Chen Fusheng three years ago.

Today's Chen Ping.

Honor!

The three generations of the Chen family are also the only three people in the years.

Chen Ping's heart was ups and downs, and he pulled Nalan Qingcheng to the old man. No matter what kind of identity the old man in front of him respected him, this treatment was enough to touch him. He smiled and whispered to the old prince.

Nalan Qingying and Nalan Qingcheng stood beside Nalan Jingwei, one left and one right, and called out grandpa at the same time.

The giant in the northeastern sky-type font smiled and touched the heads of the two granddaughters. His smile became kind and nodded. Then he looked at Chen Ping. The light flashed in his eyes, with a deep meaning, and he smiled generously: "This title is apart. Why? My little granddaughter has been with you for so many years. If it is too much, all the children should have. Although there is not, you can call out the old prince and not let many people secretly laugh at it?"

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment. Nalan Qingcheng had already glared at him with a red face, and whispered a fool, calling him grandpa.

Mr. Chen, who has always been smart, woke up and smiled and called out to grandpa, and naturally said, "Grandpa should call me Yao Jin, nickname, be more kind to call me."

After saying that, he glanced at Nalan Qingcheng faintly.

Nalan Qingcheng's face, which had just calmed down, immediately flushed again. The name Yao Jin seemed to be only when the two of them were doing some kind of exercise, and she would add words like good brothers to the back. As soon as Chen Ping said this, she immediately thought it wrong.

Without knowing anything, Nalan Jingwei walked to Chen Ping, laughed and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile.

Then, the man who had been making waves in the Northeast for most of his life turned his head, glanced at his subordinates around him, and said, "You are not calling someone?"

Next to the six S-Class Mercedes-Benz, more than twenty strong men with a blink of an eye were bowed at the same time, and said respectfully in a deep voice: "Son-in-law!"

Chen Ping was shocked.

The audience around was even more uproar.

On the plane, the young man who was humiliated in the end was passed by the crowd when he saw the scene. Seeing the scene, his face turned pale.

Nalan Jingwei patted Chen Ping's shoulder with a calm face, and said with a smile: "The ultimate weapon with the strongest combat power around Wang Husheng is actually to imitate the troops code-named "Sabre" by me. In terms of combat power, this team that has been with me for nearly 30 years is even higher in terms of combat power. From today on, this team code-named "Sabre" will be given to you, whether it is a meeting gift or a dowry, your Warring States Period, cooperate with them, as long as you train your tacit understanding between each other, you will definitely be able to surpass the Ye Family Dragon Group!"
Chapter completed!