— pull the light —
Yan Qing was smoking an afterthought cigarette, Zhan Wuyou's back covered with red marks was in her sight.
His figure is slender and soft, and when wrapped around him, it looks like a spring vine. Every bone is incredibly soft, no matter how upside down it is, it is very brisk, especially the pair of beautiful butterfly bones...
Yan Qing looked at people through the dense smoke, and the more she looked, the more confused she became.
The inappropriate expression of him asking "do you want him?" with red eyes suddenly flashed in his mind, and Fei Li's rationality returned instantly.
Yan Qing extinguished the cigar and propped her forehead with her fingers.
How did it happen? !
He is not a person who is obsessed with sex, why can't he control this thing when he comes across it! Why did he leave this person behind!
But after thinking about it, Wuyou couldn't be blamed for this.
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A responsible male will always be extra tolerant to his spouse—especially after the passion.
He was already ready to send him away, if it wasn't for Chen Zhi!
The source of this matter is still Chen Chen.
The domineering style of decades ago still dares to continue to this day. It seems that his recent tolerance has made some people's minds come alive. He actually had the guts to flout his rules and attack ordinary people.
Yan Qing has always been a decisive person.
Since Chen Zhi had to deal with this matter, he couldn't delay it until tomorrow.
He got up and left, and when he reached the door, his footsteps paused. The next moment, he turned around and walked to the bed, and covered Zhan Wuyou, who had already fallen asleep, with the quilt.
It wasn't until it was confirmed that the child wouldn't catch a cold that his expression turned serious, and he strode out of the room with his former ruthlessness.
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Zhan Wuyou's eyes, which had been closed all the time, opened slowly when he heard the door being closed.
There was still an air of passion between the two in the room.
He likes the smell of Yan Qing on himself, especially the faint smell of cigars in the air, it always feels like he is being embraced by Yan Qing all the time.
He stretched his hands and feet comfortably, and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket under the bed.
Sitting on the sofa where Yan Qing used to smoke cigars, he opened a series of videos and photos sent to him by the tall man, all of which were taken according to his requirements, and the pictures were full of flesh-colored and flesh-colored overlapping, and each Zhang Du could clearly see Chen Chen's face.
This was originally prepared by him to humiliate Chen Zhi.
Now it seems... no longer needed.
He was about to delete the photo when he heard very slight footsteps by the door.
Su Xiaoyan stood in front of the door and knocked lightly with her finger, "Brother Yan, are you there?"
Zhan Wuyou rolled his eyes, threw the phone back into his trouser pocket, picked up the clothes on the ground to wear, and replied, "Miss Su, what's the matter?"
Su Xiaohui recognized the owner of the voice, and her brows and eyes immediately darkened. "Where's Brother Yan, isn't he here?"
"Not here." Zhan Wuyou put on his clothes, walked over and opened the door.
Looking at Su Xiaoyan who put away his weak skin, Zhan Wuyou smiled and said, "If you are in a hurry, why don't you make a phone call?" Su Xiaoyan moved her gaze from his exposed skin to that tender face, and accused, "You Why are you still staying in Brother Yan's room?"
Zhan Wuyou tilted his head slightly and made a puzzled gesture, "Master brought me here, so I naturally have to stay in the room and wait for him to come back."
The second floor is Yan Qing's territory, no one dares to come up without his permission. This makes the two of them standing inside and outside the door now, which also smells like gunpowder.
"Brother Yan, I have pity on you." Su Xiaoyan's expression was haughty, she looked down on people like Zhan Wuyou from the bottom of her heart, what kind of ability is she relying on her own physical superiority!
But when he thought of everything he experienced yesterday, he couldn't help being happy.
She approached Zhan Wuyou, and said maliciously, "How does it feel to be raped by so many men? It was so refreshing to go out last night, and you still have the face to stay by Brother Yan's side during the day. I advise you to go to the hospital right now." Look, later..." She snorted inexplicably.
Zhan Wuyou put on an expression like a little white rabbit, "Miss Su, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
"Don't understand?" Su Xiaoyan stared at him, "Maybe after you check it, you will understand."
"Really? Then thank Miss Su for your concern." Zhan Wuyou is like a piece of cotton, no matter what you throw at him, he will follow it softly.
Su Xiaoyan hit the cotton with all her punches, which made her even more annoyed.
"Get out of Yan's house! You don't deserve to stand here!"
Are you annoyed
Just this little ability
No matter how Zhan Wuyou looked at it, he didn't think this woman was worthy of Yan Qing arguing with him.
She was only able to stand here and pose as a master to him because she had an elder brother who died saving Yan Qing.
Speaking of which, it has been two lifetimes, and he hasn't been able to have a proper discussion with Su Xiaoyan about her self-positioning.
Zhan Wuyou straightened his back and said suddenly, "I heard that Miss Su's brother once saved the master's life?"
Su Xiaoyan frowned, and looked at Zhan Wuyou with unfriendly eyes.
"Miss Su was able to stand here and let me get out, didn't it depend on your brother's sacrifice?" Zhan Wuyou asked sincerely, "Have you ever hated Master? If it wasn't for him, your brother wouldn't have died."
Su Xiaoyan looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her complexion changed instantly. "what are you saying!"
"Isn't it?" Zhan Wuyou substituted himself. If he had an elder brother who depended on him for life, and his elder brother died while protecting his friend and boss, no matter what, he would take it easy, right
"You, you lunatic!" Su Xiaoyan glared at Zhan Wuyou, but turned and ran away after saying this.
The back of that Xiao ran felt a little bit of fleeing inexplicably.
Zhan Wuyou felt that he had vaguely caught some clue.
...Su Mingshuo
Will this man who died to save Yan Qing be the key to unraveling the puzzles of his previous life
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"Find out someone for me." Zhan Wuyou took a cigar from the cigarette box that Yan Qing threw on the table, and said to the contact person on the other end of the phone, "Su Mingshuo, who used to be Yan Qing's general, eight years ago for Saved Yan Qing and died. Can I check?"
The liaison officer's voice was still very hoarse, "Yes, as long as you give enough money."
Zhan Wuyou, who didn't have much savings in his life: "..."
He took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "How much?"
"The details go to when he was a child and still wet the bed, six figures."
Zhan Wuyou coughed lightly. Uncommonly, there was a bit of awkwardness in his voice, "Is there any order for a small deposit to be released recently?"
The liaison officer smiled unkindly, "Lack of money? Then don't return the order from the young master. That order is worth seven figures."
If you know that there will be a day when you can't open the pot, Zhan Wuyou will not refuse so stubbornly.
But if you refuse everything, it will be useless to say anything.
"If the price is high, just tell me if you have it." Zhan Wuyou bit the cigar in his mouth, grinding his teeth lightly.
"Yes, there is," the liaison officer's voice dragged on a bit, and it sounded like a prelude to some villain's troubles. "I just don't know if you can pick it up or not. It's worth seven figures."
Zhan Wuyou narrowed his eyes, "What content?"
"The 'Handed down' group will have an auction next week, and a blue diamond known as the 'Misfortune Star' will be auctioned." The liaison officer introduced, "The one in charge of security is the Yan family."
Zhan Wuyou: "..."