"You didn't even notice that she was tricked like this?"
In the difficult days before the establishment of Jiayu International, Ling Yansen stayed in the bar for more than half a year, engaging in sensuality, debauchery, and debauchery. He had seen everything and experienced everything.
Qingwu's unusual appearance clearly meant someone had tampered with her.
The man who had done something was holding the steering wheel slightly at this moment, pretending to be innocent, "Boss, she was already unconscious when I saw her in the bar, okay?"
Ling Yansen raised his eyebrows, his eyes as cold as a deep pool. He paused and said nothing. He tightened his long arms. The person in his arms was immediately dissatisfied and twisted his body even more vigorously, rubbing against him like a snake.
Come and go, playing endlessly.
It should be noted that Ling Yansen is also a man, and he is an extremely healthy man who never suppresses certain needs.
With his increasingly messy breathing, he endured the restlessness in his body and the swelling and pain below, tightened his face, and shouted in a deep voice, "Duan Qingwu! Can you please calm down for me!"
Qing Wu hesitated, her mouth flattened, her watery eyes immediately became misty, and the pear blossoms looked like rain. It was not because of the Duan Qing Wu, but because the tone of his yelling was too harsh. At this time, her mind was at a loss.
Like a child who has not yet grown up, he almost burst into tears when he was threatened like this.
She twisted her butt and moved around, but couldn't find a comfortable place to sit, so she had to point to a hard object somewhere. She felt aggrieved and said, "There is something here that keeps pushing against me. It makes me panic.
uncomfortable……"
As soon as these words came out, the two men in the car had different expressions.
Ling Yansen's face was covered with black lines. He immediately waved his hand, pulled the hem of his shirt to cover a certain bulge, and then covered her small mouth that was still chattering without mercy.
In the front seat, Zhou Jirong's hand shook, and the Aston Martin braked suddenly. Fortunately, the road was empty and the car was meandering forward, so it was not too dangerous.
"Are you fucking taking a snail for a walk? Either hurry up or get out of the car!" Ling Yansen was furious and yelled at the man in front of him who was holding back his laughter and looking like he was having a hard time.
Sure enough, the next second, the car speed picked up.
Arriving at the villa, Zhou Jirong parked the car. Ling Yansen got out of the car holding Qingwu who was clamoring for water. He walked a few steps and turned around, looking at the man who was happily waving goodbye to him, "On my head"
Does it feel good to pee?"
Zhou Jirong was stunned for a moment, and a chill ran down his spine. He smiled dryly, "No, no, no."
Ling Yansen squinted his eyes and looked at him eerily for a while, as if hesitating about something, but in the end he said nothing and walked towards the door with Qingnu in his arms.
"Have a good night!" Zhou Jirong yelled at his back in an arrogant tone, murmuring in his heart that he was indeed a leader in the world of sluts. Knowing that he had given the medicine but not asking him for the antidote, that meant...
His poor sister-in-law will be very tired tonight...
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When the door was kicked rudely, Mrs. Wu was feeding her two old hens in the side yard. She hurriedly put down the corn, washed her hands and ran into the hall. She frowned as she opened the door, "Master! It's okay if someone else kicks her."
Now, are you willing to set foot on your own door?"
Ling Yansen was impatient and shouted impatiently, "I can't move my hands!"
As soon as the door opened, Mrs. Wu's eyes widened and she looked at the moving mass of flesh tightly wrapped in his suit jacket in his arms. She listened to the warm low moans in her ears and lost her face.
"Master, why are you bringing a woman home again? If the young mistress sees this, she will be sad again!"
Little did she know that the young lady she was talking about was being held in Ling Yansen's arms by Ling Yansen's big hands, facing a chest as hard as iron.
"Wu Ma! Get out of the way! I don't know what kind of food I grew up on. I don't even have a few ounces of meat. If I pick her up, my arms will sink to death!" Ling Yansen scolded her with a sullen face. He carried her all the way up the hillside.
His arms are almost useless.
Sister-in-law Wu muttered unhappily, but still turned away.
Ling Yansen raised his feet and was about to step over the threshold. Unexpectedly, he accidentally let go of his hand. The woman in his arms immediately fluttered out of the suit when he saw the crack. Her little head swayed, imitating his heavy tone.
Her eyebrows were very tangled, her messy hair was tangled all over her delicate red face, "Wu Ma! Shui Shui! Ah Wu wants to drink Shui Shui..."
"Young...young mistress?!" Sister-in-law Wu leaned forward and looked carefully, then suddenly exclaimed.
Ling Yansen's back was stiff, and he resented the woman in his arms who was restlessly licking her tongue and imitating his example, deliberately turning her cherry red cheeks. Under Mrs. Wu's probing gaze, a suspicious red flashed across her cold outline.
"Master, what...what happened to this young lady?" Sister-in-law Wu had never seen Qingwu look so charming and enchanting, and her jaw almost dropped in shock.
Ling Yansen narrowed his eyes, his eyes wandered, and his cheeks moved. He never knew what shame was, but he couldn't even speak tactfully, "Look...can't you tell? This damn woman is drunk!"
After a pause, she began to frown again, with a hint of shyness flashing across her outline, and urged impatiently, "It's getting late, Mother Wu, go to bed quickly!" After saying that, she hugged someone who was still rushing like a gust of wind.
Sister-in-law Wu opened her big watery eyes and asked her for water, and hid upstairs as fast as she could.
Sister-in-law Wu was stunned. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't help but raise her mouth. She hummed a song and walked briskly back to the side yard, closed the chicken coop, and lowered her voice, "You two have to give me some peace of mind tonight.
Do you hear me? Don’t make any sound, otherwise I will kill you two and make chicken soup tomorrow!"
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Ling Yansen went upstairs and realized that his face was about to burn. He cursed secretly. In the past, he didn't even bother to close the door when he brought women back to do business. He was not afraid that Mrs. Wu would hear or see anything.
Now it's better, he is like a young man who has just started to fall in love. He is sneaking around for fear of being discovered. He clearly wants to keep the world in peace with his legitimate wife. I really don't understand what he has to be afraid of!