Leng Yan took out a checkbook from his body, made a few swipe strokes on it, tore it off and handed it to Li Xiaojie. He pointed at Gu Meimei and asked him to hand it back to her. Then he strode away.
Li Xiaojie took a look and saw a series of zeros on the check, which made him dizzy. It was one million. It was one million at a time. It was so generous that he was a little envious. But when he saw Gu Meimei's current
It seemed that he was shrinking his neck again, it seemed that it was not easy to earn one million.
After leaving the hotel, Leng Yan got into his Porsche, started it, drove to a secluded place, and made the phone call from yesterday.
"Dear, I've been waiting for this call all night." Catherine's sexy voice came from the other end of the phone, "Dear, what happened yesterday, why did you suddenly lose control?" "When I got to a place, I thought of something."
Leng Yan said calmly.
"My dear, you must stay away from that place in the future. It is too dangerous." Catherine said, "My dear, how about you come to my side, or I go to yours? You are in danger now."
"Don't be so nervous, Catherine, haven't I controlled it very well in the past few years? If I could control it before, I will definitely be able to control it in the future." Leng Yan said with a faint smile, his words full of confidence.
"I hope you can break this curse." Catherine sighed.
After hanging up the phone, Leng Yan stared blankly into the distance. He did not have the confidence he showed. He was very powerful and could fear no enemy. However, the more powerful a person is, the more likely he is to face such symptoms.
It's danger, this time it's luck. Will he be so lucky next time?
Scarlet Bar!
Leng Yan appeared here. He was sipping a glass of wine in front of the bar, looking at the figures twisting wantonly on the dance floor, listening to the harsh rock music, and the blood in his body gradually began to boil.
"Handsome guy, can you buy me a drink?"
A white-collar beauty with light makeup and an OL outfit came to chat with Leng Yan. Leng Yan was tall and straight, with a face as sharp as a knife. His strong body exuded a masculine charm, especially his pair of dark eyes.
Like the stars in the night sky, they are deep, vicissitudes of life, and a little aggressive. They are like poison, attracting the attention of most of the women in the bar.
"Give the beauty a glass of wine."
Leng Yan said, looking wildly at the girl in front of him. This girl has a slim figure, a slender neck, fair skin, a delicate face, perky breasts and perky buttocks. She is in her thirties, the most mature and sexiest period in her life.
The bar is also the most dazzling star.
The two chatted for a few words, and under the provocative gaze of the girl, Leng Yan grabbed the woman's waist, slipped her feet, and brought her into the dance floor, where the two of them twisted together.
"Your body is so strong..."
The girl drew circles on Leng Yan's chest, and her fingertips seemed to possess a magical power that made the skin on his body tremble. Then a ball of heat sank into his lower abdomen, and his body reacted instinctively.
He was not Liu Xiahui. Especially after the attack, he lacked resistance. Especially after the girl squeezed his chest with her plump breasts, his body's instinct became even stronger.
His big hand slid down, and Leng Yan's palm landed on the girl's perky buttocks. An astonishing elasticity bounced back. He pressed hard and pressed her body against his. Faced with such a coquettish person,
A charming girl with such a hot figure, Leng Yan wouldn't mind having a one-night stand with her.
"You are so hard, it almost breaks my stomach."
The girl took Leng Yan's pressure and was stared at by him. She immediately let out a squeak and her eyes were as charming as silk.