Ling Yansen looked at Zhou Jirong who was lying on the ground and gasping for air. He snorted and suddenly dropped his squash racket. His head was sweating profusely and his whole body was on fire. After some exercise, his mood seemed to be relieved.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhou Jirong quickly got up and said, dying, "Madman, where are you going?"
"I don't want to play ball with some old bastard who indulges in all kinds of sexual desires!"
Ling Yansen took a towel to wipe the beads of sweat on his handsome figure and strode towards the bathroom.
Zhou Jirong laughed loudly and got up too. He has been a little out of control recently. Who is called a friend and friend who collects all kinds of stunning beauties from nowhere every day! But compared to the lunatic who indulged himself in the land of sensuality before.
Said, he can't even get on the stage.
Thinking of a man who had abstained from sex for too long and was burdened with family matters, Zhou Jirong laughed even harder, "Crazy man, wait for me, don't say sour grapes if you can't eat them. You used to be much crueler than me, the highest
The record is that several women came in one night..."
"Ouch! Why are you kicking me? I really wonder if your long legs were born to kick me?" Zhou Jirong didn't say anything, just screamed in pain.
"You are self-aware!" Ling Yansen retracted his long legs, and kept moving forward with his long and straight body. His strong and smooth chest, and the hair on his wheat-skinned skin were all wild and unruly, and the waitress who saw the comings and goings could see in his eyes.
It's all straight.
The two grown men went to the bathroom. Zhou Jirong insisted on grabbing Ling Yansen's shower head. They disturbed the already small bathroom and no one else dared to enter.
It was this long shower that made Ling Yansen miss Qingwu's call.
When he changed his clothes and got his phone, the missed calls displayed on the screen almost made him furious! He turned around and aimed another roundhouse kick at Zhou Jirong, which made the guy confused.
Is it alright to be on your own terms? Just kick me at every turn, do you really think I’m your punching bag?”
Ling Yansen suddenly turned around, with a gloomy look on his face, especially the aura between his brows, which made Zhou Jirong stop talking immediately.
He turned around and strode forward, and Zhou Jirong followed him, blinking like a human spirit and half-smiling, "What's wrong? Are you so melancholy when you haven't received a call from anyone?"
"..."
Ling Yansen clenched his fist and shook it in front of him, signaling him to shut up his stupid mouth quickly, otherwise his fist would not have eyes when he got angry!
Zhou Jirong was angry and stopped teasing him. He heard about that incident a few days ago and was very depressed because of it. That time when he was rushing to the front, that boy Sicong intentionally or unintentionally blocked the words he blurted out.
, he felt something was wrong. Later that night, the madman asked inexplicably about meeting his sister-in-law in the second game. He guessed the strangeness after thinking about it for a moment. He never thought that things would become such a big deal. If he had known it would happen, he would have
You shouldn't talk too much.
Poor sister-in-law has 800 mouths to speak and she can't explain clearly. These two people are making trouble, and the sister-in-law still has a child in her belly. This madman is like a stone in the pit. He is so smelly and hard that he will not bow his head.
, take the initiative to show your kindness?
After a while, the two of them left the squash hall.
Zhou Jirong saw that Ling Yansen's face was getting darker and gloomier, so he thought, "Brother, don't be depressed, come with me to Lose Demon and get drunk. I heard Mr. Zhu say that a group of Russian beauties have recently arrived there. They are all top-notch, and their business is booming."
It’s so explosive…”
Before he finished speaking, Ling Yansen expressionlessly opened the Aston Martin and stepped on the accelerator, leaving behind a stream of exhaust gas mixed with dust, which blocked Zhou Jirong's open mouth.
"Who did you get this spoiled temper from? You think I'm air!" With a low curse, Zhou Jirong secretly cursed that he was purely masochistic. He kicked his driver off, got into the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator and caught up.
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Qing Wu kept wandering back and forth in the living room with her mobile phone in her hands. Sister-in-law Wu brought the watermelon, then removed the watermelon, brought the grapes, and then removed the grapes. Finally, she was helpless.
"Young mistress, please stop wandering around. My eyes are dazzled by wandering around. What I have for dinner is less than the two old hens in my backyard. You don't even look at the watermelon, and you don't even taste the grapes!"
Qingwu came to her senses in a trance, her heart was in a mess, and she was worrying about whether to beat him again, but the little self-esteem in her heart was like a tight rope, tearing at her nerves, and a long time passed.
, still hesitating here and there.
"...Anyway, Sister-in-law Wu, I still say the same thing. I know grandma, you have countless grievances and nowhere to express them, but the young master is the top priority that you should pay attention to now. For the sake of the young master, you have to be more open-minded.
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Sister-in-law Wu continued to talk for a long time, and Qingwu looked ashamed. She walked to the table, ate a few grapes, but the tongue coating in her mouth was very thick, and she couldn't taste anything, so she treated Wu in a flattering manner.
My sister-in-law smiled and said, "Mother Wu, bring me the watermelon. I'll eat the watermelon."
"Okay!" Sister-in-law Wu happily touched Wu's head and told Sister Chen, "Don't take too much. It's not okay to eat too much at night. Sister Chen, please cooperate with the other things."
After eating the watermelon, Qingwu followed Sister-in-law Wu around the villa obediently, then went upstairs, took a bath with the help of Sister-in-law Wu, went to bed, and followed Dr. Mai's instructions to do the chest and knee prone position.
Correct the child's abnormal fetal position.
"Two days ago, Dr. Mai said that the young master's position is much better than before. He used to be in the breech position, but now he is a little bit straightened."
Sister-in-law Wu was talking to the side. When she saw that Qingwu couldn't hold on any longer and was about to lie down, she quickly said, "Young lady, it's been five minutes, there are still three minutes left. Just hold on, for the sake of the young master's health!"
"Sister-in-law Wu, Dr. Mai said that five to ten minutes is enough. If you do it for a long time, it will be ineffective."
"What are you talking about! I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. Madam, you are your first child. It is normal for you not to understand anything. Let me tell you..."
Qingwu knew she was done talking, so she quickly bent her knees, raised her chest to the bed, and maintained her posture, "I'll do it! Continue like this for three minutes, okay?"
"Good!" Sister-in-law Wu smiled happily. For a moment, the smile on her face turned into a hint of melancholy. Looking at Qingwu's expression, she sighed softly, "It would be great if the young master could be as obedient as the young lady... Young lady, you don't know, in fact,
The young master has called me every night these past few days to ask about your situation, and then asked me to cover you with a quilt at night. He is too tough-talking and does not mean what he says. This is a bad habit he has had for many years. It is easy to change.
Nature is hard to change, young mistress, just make do with him. We women have nothing to do, there must be someone who bows his head first."