An hour later, the taxi was stopped in front of "Tang Wan Manor".
A man in uniform walked over and said blankly: "Private manor, the vehicle stopped."
"Retired armed police." Yang Qiushui whispered, "Let me tell him—" She moved her body and lay on Luo Ye's thighs, a pair of plump meatballs just pressed against Luo Ye's palms. Yang Qiushui didn't seem to be fully aware of it. He smiled and said to the guard: "Excuse me, please inform us and say we are here to give money."
Luo Ye stretched out his hand and squeezed without hesitation, and the heavy and warm feeling spread across his fingertips in an instant. His movements were great, and he used some strength on his fingers, causing Yang Qiushui to take a breath of cold air and arch his back.
Fortunately, the silver suitcase was blocked in front, and the guards could not see what was going on in the car. "Who gave the money?" the guard asked with a serious face.
Yang Qiushui swallowed her saliva, not daring to move her body casually, "To Li, Li..." She took a deep breath, tilted her head and glanced at Luo Ye as if begging for mercy, and then said tremblingly to the guard: "Li Yifeng..."
The guard frowned and looked at Yang Qiushui's sweaty face vigilantly. There are too many people who want to get into Tang Wan Manor, but it is the first time I have seen such a strange behavior.
"Wait here," the guard said, "I'll call and ask."
Yang Qiushui nodded heavily, and said softly: "Okay..."
After the guard walked back to the sentry box, Yang Qiushui quickly struggled out of Luo Ye. His body is like mud, and it is the kind of mud full of muscles, it is too easy to get in, but too difficult to climb out.
She panted again and again, and said angrily: "What are you doing! The underwear makes you crooked."
Luo Ye shrugged and said with an innocent look: "You put the milk in my hands. You said if I didn't take the opportunity to rub it twice, would I still be a normal man? I'm not like your gay man. friend-"
"Ex-boyfriend!" Yang Qiushui corrected: "Stop talking about homosexuality, I know you are a normal man, right?" Yang Qiushui lowered his body and tidied his underwear through his clothes.
Luo Ye smiled, "Since you know, don't tease me easily, it's easy to get angry."
Yang Qiushui wanted to say something, only to see the guard go back and forth, and when he came back, there was a hint of surprise on his face.
"How? Let us pass, right?" She didn't dare to climb onto Luo Ye's lap this time.
The guard nodded, "You can go in, but not a taxi."
Yang Qiushui hurriedly paid out the money. After she paid the bill, she found that Luo Ye was not even ready to pay the bill. How come this man has no demeanor at all
After getting off the bus, Luo Ye carried a silver suitcase and looked at the long boulevard, "So far? Let's walk in?"
The guard replied: "You can wait here, and there will be a car to pick you up in a while."
Sure enough, in less than a minute, a black Cadillac stopped in front of Luo Ye and the others. A man in black walked out of the cab and opened the door for them without saying a word.
After the two got into the car, Yang Qiushui nervously took Luo Ye's hand, leaned against his ear, and said in a low voice, "It's scary. Guess what the driver's identity is? I think 80% of them are the national guard... "
Luo Ye smiled faintly. Although the driver tried his best to conceal his behavior, his inadvertent details were very similar to those of the hunter butcher. He should be the professional bodyguard of the umbrella company.
"Hey," Yang Qiushui touched Luo Ye with his elbow, "what are you thinking about while smirking again?"
Luo Ye raised his hand and squeezed the air of nothingness, a feeling of intoxication appeared on his face. "I'm aftertaste—"
"Hate!" Yang Qiushui hit Luo Ye's shoulder with a fan fist.
"Ah!" Luo Ye clutched his shoulders and curled his body in pain.
Yang Qiushui's eyes widened, and nervously asked: "You, are you okay, I just gave it a light beating."
"No, it's okay," Luo Ye said profusely, "I was beaten internally by the two professional bodyguards of the umbrella just now..."
"So serious!?" Yang Qiushui exclaimed. She had indeed heard the rumors that Luo Ye was fighting with international bodyguards, and naturally believed Luo Ye's words, "Brother driver, turn around and go to the hospital!"
The driver's lips pressed into a gloomy straight line, deaf to Yang Qiushui's yelling. He only tightened his shoulders involuntarily when Luo Ye proposed the three words "protective umbrella," but he quickly relaxed.
it is as expected. In a private manor, the guards hire retired armed police, and the driver is the bodyguard of the umbrella company. The status of the hostess of this manor is evident.
Yang Qiushui’s tears have already flowed down, holding Luo Ye, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know you were injured, I will send you to the hospital, you have to hold on!"
Luo Ye said angrily: "My injury is an internal injury, and ordinary hospitals can't treat it..."
"So, what should I do?" Yang Qiushui's big tears fell on Luo Ye's cheeks, warm and wet.
"Right now the vitality in the body is running wildly," Luo Ye said with a pained expression: "These essences must be released within an hour-oh no, vitality is released into a body of the opposite sex..."
"Ah?!" Yang Qiushui came to understand, "Wow, you dare to lie to me!" She raised her fist to fight, but stopped in midair, turned her head, and started crying bitterly.
She didn't know why. It is normal for a woman to be coaxed by a man, which is a joke in itself, not to mention that she is not the kind of person who can't make a joke. But when Luo Ye said he was injured, she was really anxious. Once this kind of sentiment bursts out, it is difficult to contain it.
Luo Ye looked at her shrugging back and involuntarily scratched his head, "You women are really troublesome, I understand a little bit why your boyfriend is gay..."
"Don't mention him again!"
"Okay, okay," Luo Ye grinned, "Well, I will accompany you to a friend's birthday party in the evening, and act as your boyfriend temporarily, so how about giving you a long face?"
"Temporary boyfriend?" Yang Qiushui put away his tears. "I don't want it. Friends will definitely laugh at me just like you wear it."
"Then I will take off my clothes and show them to see who can laugh." Luo Ye said solemnly.
Yang Qiushui narrowed his mouth, "That won't work, then I will suffer." She also said in the previous sentence that Luo Ye should not pretend to be a temporary boyfriend, and then she regarded Luo Ye as her accessory—a woman's heart, let alone. It is God who can't know, even they don't know what they are thinking.
The driver slammed on the brake and stopped Cadillac in front of the luxury manor. A person in black in the front court opened the door for Luo Ye and the others. During the whole process, no one spoke. The driver just gave Luo Ye a meaningful glance when he was leaving.
A man dressed as a manager came towards them with a smile, and bowed politely, "You two are here to see Mr. Li Yifeng?" His voice was soft and non-magnetic. At first he thought it was a broadcaster. A host trained by the college.
Luo Ye nodded and raised the box in his hand. He found that the manager was not too old, he had no dark calluses on his hands and no muscles on his body, but there was a sense of British officialdom in his gestures.
"Then, please come with me, both of you." The manager smiled kindly and made a please gesture.
Yang Qiushui followed Luo Ye step by step and walked up the steps made of South African colored diamonds. With just six steps, she could hardly open her eyes.
After finally walking through the steps, they came to a bright, golden corridor. The walls are covered with gold-framed oil paintings, each of which is invaluable. There is a thick carpet on the floor, and walking up is like walking in a cloud illusion.
Several large antique vases lined up on both sides of the wall, the blue and white flowing, unspeakable charm and style. These rare treasures, worth tens of millions to outsiders, have returned to their essence-decorations in Tang Wan Manor.
Yang Qiushui couldn't help but admired and said: "If I can live here for one day, I will die the next day willingly."
The manager smiled faintly after listening, but did not show any disdain or contempt. He maintained his usual polite attitude and led Luo Ye and Yang Qiushui through the corridor.
At the end of the corridor were two huge golden doors. Two burly black bodyguards stood at the doorway. It is not difficult to see from the muscles bulging in the clothes that they are several times stronger than the bodyguards outside the door.
"Please here." The manager pushed open the golden gate on the left, and a casino the size of a theater appeared in front of Luo Ye and Yang Qiushui.
Needless to say, this is the casino of Tang Wan Manor, and the Golden Gate opposite is definitely the place for body services.
"Mr. Li's card game is in the Tianzi box in the innermost hall," the manager said with a smile, "I won't send two of them." After saying that, he bowed slightly, and when he exited, he would be thick The thick golden gate is closed.
Luo Ye glanced roughly, the casino was full, almost every table was full of people, and every customer was smiling. He didn't care much about the winning or losing of his opponent's millions of chips. Win, smile faintly, lose, smile faintly. There is no loud noise in the hall of hundreds of people.
A guest was about to leave, and when he first got up, he ran into Yang Qiushui's arm. He hurriedly bowed to apologize, "I'm sorry, ma'am."
"No, it doesn't matter..." Yang Qiushui replied in a panic, and ran away quickly.
It is indeed Tang Wan Manor. Just like what Yang Qiushui said before, the people who come here are either rich or expensive, and all of them are very self-reliant. Even if they are rich, they can't get in.
Luo Ye easily found the "Tianzihao" box that the manager said. Yang Qiushui took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Mr. Li, I am Miss Lin's assistant."
A lazy voice came from inside, "Come in!"
Luo Ye opened the door and saw a sneer woman facing him, sitting at the card table with Erlang's legs crossed, while the expressions on the faces of the three men and the woman opposite her were more or less depressed.
The woman gave Luo Ye a slanted look, and pinched a lighted cigarette with her white fingers, and the misty smoke ring softly spit out from her sensual lips, "Very well, the money giver is finally here."
The corners of her mouth were bent into a beautiful arc, and her lips with scarlet lipstick opened slightly—
It's like eating people.
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Thank you Jin Mu Canchen and Shui Yue Xingrou for your rewards.