After Song Qingshu saw the saint, he couldn't stand it immediately. It would be a blessing to have sex with such a girl once in his life. Song Qingshu had been in Europe for several years and met many European and American women, but he couldn't stand such an exquisite woman.
He had never encountered her before. Regardless of the fact that he was in the Vienna Opera Hall, he walked towards the Saint. ●.
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Of course, Song Qingshu was not alone. He came with several friends, and each of them was accompanied by a female companion. Seeing Song Qingshu striding over, these people also followed.
There is no such person in the eyes of the saint. In the organization, except for those in the Elders' House, her attitude will be better. She has always been honest with others. If it is that man, then she is also treating Li Yifei.
Her attitude was different, and she ignored other men, so when the saint refused to leave after saying hello to the other man, she said calmly: "Is something wrong?"
Well...Song Qingshu naturally thinks he is good-looking, and after coming to Europe, he spends money very generously. Everyone in the circle knows that he has a strong family background and is very rich, whether it is to pick up girls or do things that require money.
Song Qingshu is unambiguous, and people in his circle think highly of him, not only people from China, but also local women here.
In Song Qingshu's eyes, maybe some girls in China cannot be moved by money, but abroad, as long as you have money, you can find girls who are more open-minded.
This made him very confident. After seeing the saint just now, he made up his mind to win her today, no matter how much money he spent, he was willing to do so! In fact, it was because the saint's appearance was so beautiful.
If she hadn't naturally had a temperament that would repel people from thousands of miles away, I'm afraid countless men would have come over to talk to her.
There was only one happy man in the world, and he was still standing two or three meters away behind her, tilting his head and looking at her and the strange man. This hateful man who was so blessed that he didn't know how to be blessed, the saintess snorted in her heart.
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It was a pity that Li Yifei didn't come up immediately. He felt that he had no reason to say anything. After all, the man opposite just ran over to say hello, so he couldn't get close to him with clenched fists.
Song Qingshu showed a smile that he thought was very charming, and said with an authentic London accent: "Hello, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Song Qingshu, from China. Are you also here to listen to the opera?"
The saint looked back at Li Yifei, her beautiful eyes seemed to want to say, why can't I understand what this guy is talking about?
Li Yifei laughed out loud. This Song Qingshu was a little too clueless. The saint was an American and she spoke American English, but this guy used British English to talk to her. The saint didn't give him a mouthful on the spot.
You're welcome.
Shaking his head, Li Yifei walked over and said to Song Qingshu in Chinese: "Why are you stopping my wife?"
Song Qingshu had already seen Li Yifei. He had seen it when the two were talking there just now, so when he saw Li Yifei coming over and speaking in Chinese, Song Qingshu shrank his eyes and glanced at Li Yifei up and down.
, I saw that the brand of the clothes Li Yifei was wearing could not be seen, but the quality was very good. I am afraid that this set would cost tens of thousands of dollars. No wonder he could pick up such a beautiful girl.
However, Song Qingshu would not take the other party seriously. His father was very rich, and many of his relatives and friends were wealthy and high-ranking officials. Since he was a child, Song Qingshu had a temper that would not be easily convinced by others, so he just looked at Li Yifei and said,
He raised his face and said proudly: "I am talking to this beautiful lady."
Li Yifei snorted and said, "Then you say it."
Song Qingshu wanted to laugh as soon as he heard this. He was a soft persimmon. People with white hair are taller and taller. He couldn't help turning his head and smiled proudly at his friend. His friend also gave a thumbs up and said he was cheering.
action..
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Song Qingshu turned his head back and was about to invite the Saint to the best seats to watch the opera. This was the method he had just thought of. Today he specially spent the highest price to buy some of the best seats.
He was just pretending, but he didn't expect to meet such a beautiful girl, so he decided to use this trick. It could not only show his financial resources, but also show his generosity.
According to the openness of European and American women, Song Qingshu felt that he was very likely to succeed. But just when he turned around and was about to say these words, his eyes couldn't help but shrink, and his eyes fell on Li Yifei's hand.
Walking up to the saint, a nasty hand was raised and placed on the saint's slender waist. Judging from the tightness of the fingers, it seemed that there was still some force.
Song Qingshu felt the provocation. His lips tightened and his nose suddenly contracted a few times. Just when he was about to open his mouth, he saw that the other party didn't even look at him. He hugged the girl and walked away. And the girl who was as beautiful as a fairy didn't even look at him.
Look at him, follow the man.
Fuck! Song Qingshu's heart suddenly lit up with fire, and he walked up quickly.
"Stop!" Song Qingshu stepped forward quickly and grabbed Li Yifei and the saint again. His face was already red, obviously he thought he had been greatly insulted.
Li Yifei and the Saint stopped. Li Yifei frowned and looked at Song Qingshu, and said slightly impatiently: "What?"
Song Qingshu took out a checkbook directly from his pocket, took out a golden pen, wrote a few words on it, tore off the check and handed it to Li Yifei, saying: "This is 10,000 euros. Take the money and leave."
This woman."
The sainted girl could understand Chinese, and she also knew the purpose of the person who blocked the person. However, since Li Yifei came forward, she did not speak, otherwise she would not have let Li Yifei get his wish when Li Yifei hugged her just now.
Well, thinking of this, the saint shook her head in her heart. In fact, it was Li Yifei who suddenly came over and put his arms around her waist. Not only did the saint not feel uncomfortable, she was also a little excited. This feeling was wonderful. She
She could even feel Li Yifei's hand touching the skin of her waist through her clothes, and that part of her body was trembling faintly.
This feeling... seems to be good. Before Song Qingshu stopped the two of them again, the saint was always thinking about this problem. Seeing this clown-like man complete a series of actions, and handed over a check for 10,000 euros.
, the saint suddenly smiled, her smile was like a hundred flowers in full bloom, and her whole body was filled with a ray of light. It also made Song Qingshu feel bright, and he almost drooled.
"My dear, what is he doing?" the saint asked in English. Li Yifei also smiled and said to the saint: "It's nothing, he is performing a show."
Song Qingshu felt another stab in his heart. He shook the check and urged: "If you are wise, take the money and leave this lady quickly, otherwise..."
"Okay." Li Yifei interrupted the other party and said impatiently: "This is the opera house, not the circus. If you want to be a clown, you have come to the wrong place. In addition, for the sake of being a compatriot, you should be more honest now.
, and I won’t cause trouble for you.”
Huh? Song Qingshu almost thought he heard it wrong. He looked around, as if he had heard the funniest joke. However, in the eyes of Li Yifei and Li Yifei, this was purely a pretense.
"Boy, you are very talented, you dare to say such things to me in Viana." Song Qingshu finished pretending, and suddenly his face became very serious and said: "If I want, I can make you disappear in Viana at any time.
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This level of threat to Li Yifei is like a mosquito flying by, at most a little buzzing. He and the Holy Girl, one representing one of the top leaders of the underground forces in the United States, and the other a new generation of Chinese military king,
And he may occupy an extremely important position for many years to come. If something happens to the two of them, I am afraid that many people will be shocked, and maybe there will be an earthquake. So how can the clown opposite him just say a few words?
It can be frightened.
Li Yifei replied: "I said, this is my wife, so you'd better not come here to pester her again, otherwise don't blame me for not caring about my compatriots."
"You!" Song Qingshu's voice suddenly raised, attracting the side glances of some people around him. He took a big breath, nodded heavily, and said: "Okay, okay, you don't think you have enough money? I will give you one hundred thousand, you can do it right away.
Get out of here."
With that said, Song Qingshu took out his checkbook again, wrote one hundred thousand on it, tore it off and handed it to Li Yifei, saying: "One hundred thousand euros is enough for you to play here for a few months. Boy, if you know what you are doing, hurry up and leave."
Li Yifei shook his head, reached out and opened Song Qingshu's hand with a snap, put his other hand around the saint, and said, "Let's go."
"Don't leave!" Song Qingshu's all-conquering money offensive failed unexpectedly. This is Vienna, this is Austria, and this is Europe. Let alone 100,000 euros, how much does a sports car cost? The other party didn't even look at it.
Opening his hand, Song Qingshu felt that he had definitely met him.
No, he couldn't let the other party go. He had to get this place back. Today, he, Song Qingshu, was going to settle on that beauty.
"I told you, don't embarrass the Chinese people in a place like this!" Li Yifei turned around and said, flicking Song Qingshu away with a flick of his arm. This was the limit of Li Yifei's endurance. Damn, he was going to do it in public.
Stealing other people's wives, you can do this kind of thing. If you were in another place, Li Yifei would directly teach such a person a lesson, but after all, this is an opera house, and it is a very high-end place after all.
Song Qingshu's arm was numb from the shock. He didn't dare to grab it again, but looked at the two people's backs blankly. Song Qingshu gritted his teeth. When he was playing in various European countries, Song Qingshu had used money to hit women more than once.
Legs, he even fell in love with several women in France who were with their boyfriends. He walked up to them with pounds and francs, dumped the money to the other person's boyfriend, and then told the other person that he wanted his girlfriend, as long as he agreed