Could it be said that this posture will make them feel confident? Or is it because only this posture can show her slender, smooth, white and flawless calves in front of men openly and openly?
Looking at the feet in the embroidered slippers that were tilted up, and the bright nail polish on the silkworm-like toes shining under the light, Chu Yang thought of many happy and unhappy things, and then turned the steering wheel and pulled over.
At the entrance of Villa No. 15.
Li Biao and others, who were standing behind the lounge chairs, immediately stood one meter in front of Hua Manyu.
"Li Biao, step back." Hua Manyu's eyes lit up and she waved her hands slightly.
"Yes." Li Biao agreed, slowly retreated behind the recliner, and looked at Chu Yang who jumped out of the car with a wary look.
Chai Murong's motorcade only paused for a moment, and then drove past, as if they didn't see all this at all.
After jumping out of the car with a hearty smile, Chu Yang politely said to Hua Manyu, who was holding a glass of red wine with two fingers of his left hand: "Mr. Hua, this is the car I borrowed from you last night. I will drive it now."
Now that I'm back, I'd like to trouble you to drive home by yourself."
"You're welcome." Hua Manyu smiled and tiptoed a few times, looking at Chu Yang up and down with burning eyes, and finally her eyes fell on his crotch: "Chu Yang, let's have a drink together? I guarantee that this wine is an original French wine.
Fei.”
"Not tonight, that day, that day." Chu Yang glanced at Hua Manyu's crystal round right foot, then looked away guiltily, said politely, and turned around to leave.
"Chu Yang," Hua Manyu said loudly after Chu Yang took three or four steps: "The scene just now in front of Gate 11 was very touching. Mayor Fan's daughter is very beautiful and happy. I am very jealous of her.
Woolen cloth."
"Don't try to trick her, otherwise, I will send you to the African mines." After Chu Yang said these words, he walked towards Villa No. 18 without looking back.
Hua Manyu looked at Chu Yang's back, and the smile on her lips disappeared. After a long time, she raised her head and drank the glass of red wine, and asked: "Li Biao, do you think he is scaring me, or can he really do it?
"
Li Biao replied calmly: "He is blowing."
"You are wrong, he is not bragging. A person who even drives the King of Killers' ghost car, even if he is bragging, you still have to take it seriously."
"Yes, I understand."
"Also, when you see him in the future, you must treat him as your master." Hua Manyu said, lazily stretched his waist and stood up.
Li Biao was stunned: "Treat him as your master?"
"Yes, no matter what he asks of you, you must do it immediately."
"Mr. Hua, I don't understand..."
"You don't have to understand, just do what I tell you."
"Yes!" Li Biao felt confused as he looked at Hua Manyu who walked into the villa twisting her waist.
…
When Chu Yang was still more than ten meters away from Villa No. 18, Uncle Zhou quickly came up to him: "Young Master Chu, you are home!"
"Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry for your concern." Seeing that the joy on Uncle Zhou's face came from his heart, Chu Yang was also a little touched, and quickly took out a cigarette and handed him one, and then the two of them stood there
There is a puff of smoke in front of the villa.
Uncle Zhou glanced back, smiled and whispered: "Why, are you having a conflict again?"
After blushing, Chu Yang scratched his head in embarrassment: "Oh, when I was communicating with the daughter of Mayor Fan's family, she accidentally saw her. Oh, by the way, Uncle Zhou, I know you are here.
, I have a question to ask you."
The daughter of Mayor Fan is Zhou Shuhan. Zhou Shuhan’s father is Zhou Heping. Zhou Heping calls Uncle Zhou and his third uncle. Zhou Shuhan, the third uncle, is Chai Murong’s most trusted old housekeeper, but Zhou Shuhan is very determined to seduce Chai Murong’s husband.
...The relationship between these is so complicated that it gives Uncle Zhou a headache.
Uncle Zhou, who was just wondering why Chai Daguan got out of the car with a cold face, after hearing what Chu Yang said, he thought that he had to find an opportunity to have a good chat with Zhou Heping, pretending to reveal it intentionally or unintentionally.
The relationship between Chu Yang and the high official must be carefully investigated, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.
I don’t know if Uncle Zhou likes to be called a veteran, or if Chu Yang wants to ask him questions, he is somewhat flattered. Anyway, he forgets about it for the time being, and says with a smile: "If you have anything to say, just say it, don’t talk to Uncle Zhou."
polite."
Chu Yang smiled coyly and whispered: "Since the recent period, I have suddenly become particularly interested in women. I don't know why. You know sex...you know what it's like for a dog to see meat and bones, right?
?Although this metaphor has some influence on my image, it is the most appropriate. Alas, when I see women now, they are like dogs with meat and bones. I don’t know what’s going on.”
"Um..." Uncle Zhou, who came here, pondered for a moment and frowned and asked: "Based on my experience, you have passed the puberty period now, right?"
"Yes, yes, your inference is very accurate. When I was 13 years old, ### was able to get hard from the bird's nest."
"That's a psychological change!"
"Yes, Uncle Zhou, you are absolutely right!" Chu Yang struck with both palms, and then sighed: "Oh, it is precisely because of this that I went to see a psychiatrist, and that's why I was harmed by an adulterer, so
I couldn’t let Murong understand, so..."
"That's why you asked me to say a few nice words to you?"
"Hehe." Chu Yang chuckled and handed over another cigarette: "Uncle Zhou, if you have the chance, give me a nice word."
"Okay, I will."
"Then you think about it carefully. I'll go in and explain it to her first." Chu Yang smiled bitterly: "I don't know how angry she will be."
Looking at Chu Yang's back that looked lonely in the night, Uncle Zhou sighed in his heart: Oh, poor child, it will definitely be a tragedy for you to get together with the powerful Murong.
…
Chu Yang walked into the living room.
The Tang Qi sisters who were watching TV were still sitting quietly on the sofa in the corner of the living room as before, as if they hadn't seen Chu Yang come in at all. But their subconscious movements of sighing with relief at the same time did not escape Chu.
The man's "intelligent eyes" couldn't help but feel a little grateful in his heart, knowing that although their expressions were quite dull, they were actually worried about him in their hearts. They just didn't go out to run for him due to their guardianship duties.
"We haven't seen each other for a few days. How are you doing?" Chu Yang took the initiative to greet them.
"It's not bad." I don't know if it was Tang Qi or Tang Lin who spoke. His voice was light, like boiled water without sugar.
If Chu Yang were replaced by any woman close to Chai Murong, the Tang Qi sisters would definitely not be so cold.
These proud women from Silver Hook can say a few words to men outside, but they guard the protected person and will not speak if they can. This is not because they are afraid of the suspicion of "melon fields and plum trees", but it is definitely not related to this kind of thing.
related.
After everyone nodded understandingly, Chu Yang walked into the restaurant.
On the dining table, there was a dinner for two people. It seemed that it was provided by Zhou Bo. It seemed that Chai Murong was so stimulated that he didn't even want to eat anything and went upstairs.
Chu Yang washed his hands, sat there and started eating slowly, but he was thinking in his heart: I don't know if Chai Murong knew about the fact that I was trampled by Hua Manyu. After a while, he would be lenient if he confessed to her.
, or just tell her some white lies so as not to irritate her?
After weighing for more than half an hour, Chu Yang drank four large bowls of soup and eleven Shaomai in a row with some distress, but still had not made up his mind. On the contrary, when he pushed the bowl away to leave the restaurant, Zhou Yang, who was watching TV in the living room, saw
Bo pointed to the dining table behind him.
Chu Yang turned around and saw the untouched bowl of dinner opposite him. He admired her from the bottom of his heart: Yes, if you serve the dinner to Chai Murong, it might make her a little happier, right? Well, Uncle Zhou is indeed someone who has been there.
…
Carrying a bowl of reheated soup and a food bag containing four Shaomai, Chu Yang came to the corridor on the second floor and opened the bedroom door.
The moment he opened the door, he suddenly felt that Chai Murong seemed to have a certain status in his heart. It was by no means dispensable like a month ago. This could be seen from the fact that he was thinking hard down below and willingly carrying dinner upstairs.
see.
Could it be that I am slowly accepting her and gradually ignoring Qin Chao? After Chu Yang was stunned at the door for a moment, he put on an angelic smile on his face and walked into the bedroom.
Tonight, Chai Murong was not half-lying on the bedside reading a book. She was lying on the bed sideways and facing inward, motionless. Her exquisite body curves, covered by blankets and illuminated by soft wall lights, looked particularly attractive to men.
Heart-pounding love and thirst...
"Why don't you eat?" Chu Yang put the dinner on the bedside table, hesitated for a moment and sat on the edge of the bed.
Chu Yang thought that if he didn't waste half an hour talking, Chai Murong would definitely not speak. But to his surprise, she spoke immediately, but she still kept her inward movements: "Chu Yang, I want to talk to you
Let’s discuss something.”
"Tell me, as long as I can do it." Chu Yang smiled and took out a cigarette. When he lit the cigarette with a lighter, for some reason, his hand was shaking a little, and he couldn't light it after several times.
"Let's get divorced." Chai Murong's tone was very calm, like the soft light emitted by the wall lamp, faint, but with a hint of melancholy.
Breaking off the engagement with Chai Murong and boldly pursuing the Qin Dynasty has been Chu Yang's dream since he became a soldier for seven years. He finally heard these words. Moreover, he concluded that Chai Murong's words this time were absolutely unacceptable.
It's not the same ulterior motive as last time at the city center hospital.
This time it was sincere and from the bottom of my heart.
His heart trembled slightly, Chu Yang forced a smile, took a puff of cigarette, and replied calmly: "Okay."
"Actually, I always carry our real marriage certificate with me." Chai Murong smiled and said, "I have known for a long time that divorce is the only outcome between us, and no matter how hard I try, I can't change it.
I, the reason why I pester you is just to prove something, but I don’t want to do that now.”
The real marriage certificate that Chai Murong mentioned, the one-inch bareheaded photo on it is of herself and Chu Yang, and the name is no longer 'Chai Xiufang', but 'Chai Murong', which makes many group chairmen feel invisible pressure after seeing it.
.'
"I understand."
"Tomorrow, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow."
"Okay." Chu Yang stood up from the bed: "This is dinner, you get up and eat it."
Chai Murong didn't say anything, he just raised his right hand and pressed it on the wall light switch, then turned off the light with a 'click' sound.
The moment the lights went out, Chu Yang discovered that the arm behind the nightgown was beautiful and white, like a lily that was about to wither.
Before his eyes could adjust to the heart-stopping whiteness, everything in front of him was pitch black.