The look she looked at Chu Tianshu was a little complicated.
Chu Tianshu said expressionlessly: "What do you want to say?"
Han Muwan looked around and smiled: "This is not the place to talk."
She tilted her hand towards the garden next to her: "Young Master Chu, let's talk over there?"
Chu Tianshu smiled coldly and walked towards the garden.
He wanted to see what tricks this woman could pull off.
When the two of them arrived at the small garden, Han Muwan pointed to the two-story small corridor opposite the garden and said: "Young Master Chu, there is a rest room there. Let's go there to drink tea and chat."
Chu Tianshu glanced at Han Muwan meaningfully, and continued walking forward without stopping.
At the door of the small building, there were two bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses standing solemnly. There was no one inside.
Han Muwan led Chu Tianshu to one of the lounges.
There is a set of exquisite tea sets on the coffee table, which is worth a lot at first glance.
There was also a burner of incense burning on the table.
The green smoke is curling up, which is very artistic.
Han Muwan smiled and said, "I brought it here specially."
"I'm determined."
Chu Tianshu said jokingly: "You bring your own tea set when you come to the funeral parlor."
Han Muwan said: "I wanted to talk to Mr. Chu before I came here, so I can't neglect it."
Chu Tianshu sat down on the sofa, holding a cigarette in his mouth and said: "What do you want to say?
Be direct, I will accompany Mei'er to keep vigil for a while."
Han Muwan cast a charming glance at Chu Tianshu: "Master Chu, don't be so impatient. Try the ancient tree Pu'er I brought first."
Chu Tianshu stopped talking and squinted his eyes and puffed out smoke.
Han Muwan made tea, poured a cup for Chu Tianshu, took off her shoes, and curled up lazily on the sofa behind her.
As her legs were retracted, her black knee-length skirt slid up, revealing two beautiful round legs wrapped in black stockings.
The stockings are very thin, with some flesh color showing through, which is very tempting.
"Master Chu, how about trying this tea?"
Watching Chu Tianshu pick up the teacup, Han Muwan continued: "Kuang Meier is really lucky to have a friend like Mr. Chu."
Her voice was soft and sweet, and her eyes were so charming that they seemed to be dripping with water.
Chu Tianshu said calmly: "It's all mutual. If I encounter trouble, she will try her best."
"I am also willing to do my best to help Mr. Chu."
Han Muwan smiled charmingly, "I wonder if the relationship between us can develop to the level of you and Kuang Mei'er..."
She moved on the sofa, approached Chu Tianshu, and said charmingly: "Is it even closer than the relationship with her?"
The rich fragrance hits your nostrils.
"If I were just a street boy selling barbecue on the street and working as a nurse in a hospital, would Ms. Han still be kind to me?"
Chu Tianshu took a sip of tea and said quietly: "I guess you won't even look at me twice, right?"
"Young Master Chu, are you saying that Kuang Meier looked at you differently when you were living in the market?"
Han Muwanjiao smiled and said: "Although I have never seen Young Master Chu in his condition at that time, I believe that even an ordinary life in the city can't conceal Young Master Chu's peerless elegance. Otherwise, there would be so many people selling barbecues as caregivers, why would Kuang Meier
Why don’t you look at others differently?”
She reached out to pick up Chu Tianshu's empty tea cup. As she leaned forward, a seductive scenery suddenly appeared in front of Chu Tianshu's eyes.
Chu Tianshu's eyes fell on Han Muwan's collar, and his eyes were a little more fiery: "What do you want to say to me?"
Han Muwan raised one of her beautiful legs in silk stockings, put her toes on Chu Tianshu's chest, and said in a soft voice: "Actually, what Kuang Mei'er can give you, I can too, and I can even give you more than she can."
Chu Tianshu raised his hand and caught the restless jade foot: "But you are not her after all."
"Am I not as good as her?"
Han Muwan's eyes were so charming that they seemed to be dripping with water, "I can satisfy any request you have."
Chu Tianshu's breathing became heavier, and the hand holding the stockings' feet tightened.
Upon seeing this, Han Muwan's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, and she threw herself directly into Chu Tianshu's arms.
She sat on Chu Tianshu's lap, stretched out her hand to touch Chu Tianshu's face, and asked in a charming voice: "Am I beautiful?"
"beautiful."
The breath Chu Tianshu exhaled was so hot that it burned people.
Han Muwan giggled: "Then...do you want me..."
Chu Tianshu hugged Han Muwan tightly: "I want to."
Looking at Chu Tianshu's fiery yet somewhat dull gaze, Han Muwan's smile became even brighter.
She stared into Chu Tianshu's eyes and said in a calm voice: "As long as you answer a few questions from me, I will give myself to you, okay?"
Chu Tianshu nodded heavily: "Okay."
Han Muwan wrapped her legs around Chu Tianshu's waist, held Chu Tianshu's face in her hands, and said quietly: "Look into my eyes."
Chu Tianshu stared into Han Muwan's eyes, his eyes becoming even more confused.
Han Muwan asked in a sweet voice: "Are you the godfather who is powerful in the West?"
Chu Tianshu said: "I am."
Han Muwan's eyes flickered, and then asked: "What is your private account and password?"
Her voice was trembling.
Han Muwan took a long breath and returned to her charming tone: "As long as you answer my question, you can have me now."
As she spoke, she grabbed Chu Tianshu's hand and placed it on her raised heart.
However, just when Chu Tianshu's palm was about to touch the great shore of her heart, Chu Tianshu suddenly broke away from her hand.
Han Muwan was stunned for a moment.
Before she could react, Chu Tianshu pinched her neck.
Han Muwan was surprised to find that Chu Tianshu's eyes had returned to clarity, and the eyes staring at her were full of coldness.
Han Muwan exclaimed, "Why are you okay?"
Chu Tianshu sneered disdainfully: "You want to control me with a little lost-soul incense and your inferior hypnosis skills?"
"Then what did you just do..."
Speaking of this, Han Muwan suddenly reacted and said angrily: "Are you kidding me?
Are you kidding me?"
Chu Tianshu snorted coldly, and the hand holding Han Muwan's neck suddenly tightened, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Who asked you to ask me these words?"
Han Muwan looked horrified and said in a trembling voice: "Are you really the godfather?"
"It should be Yan Muliang who instigated you, right?"
Chu Tianshu's voice was cold, "Yan Kui wouldn't use such low-level methods to deal with me."
Han Muwan screamed: "You know it's Mr. Yan, why don't you let me go quickly?"
Chu Tianshu asked in a deep voice: "Yan Muliang came to the Western Capital?"
Yan Muliang has indeed come to the Western Capital.
Moreover, he was entering the funeral hall at this time.
He is 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black windbreaker and has a handsome appearance.
However, his expression was so sinister that it made people feel uncomfortable.
Seeing Yan Muliang's menacing entourage followed behind him, the bodyguard at the door subconsciously stopped him.
Two figures flashed out from behind Yan Muliang, and in the blink of an eye they knocked away the two bodyguards who came to block him.
The two bodyguards spurted blood and fell back, knocking over a large wreath.