The results of educating his wife are remarkable. Zhang Feng felt that his mouth was dry, so Ye Qingxuan was very perceptive and immediately poured water on him. She was still warm, gentle and considerate, showing the true nature of his wife.
However, Zhang Feng's education is not over yet.
"Ahem!" With a soft voice, Zhang Feng continued: "Madam, do you understand the meaning of what I said just now?"
I understand a ghost!
Ye Qingxuan was dissatisfied in her heart, but did not dare to show it, nodded vigorously, with a look that I understand.
"No, you don't understand!"
Zhang Feng's face sank, let's start again, repeating what I said just now, over and over again.
Ye Qingxuan only felt that there were hundreds of flies around her head entangled in her, and she suddenly felt like a sudden, no wonder Monkey King wanted to give Tang Monk to the Bull Demon King. It turned out that the feeling of being "bombed" was so sad.
After taking a sip of water, Zhang Feng asked again: "Do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxuan hurriedly cheered up and said in a serious tone: "I understand, to be the wife of the master of the dark night gate, you must be virtuous, gentle and considerate, you must know how to judge the situation, and you must not be jealous, let alone let the door. The Lord is ashamed, especially in front of women..."
Saying it changed taste.
Zhang Feng raised his brows and said twice: "Madam, it seems that you still don't understand!"
"..."
Ye Qingxuan felt that she was a monkey put on a golden hoop. Zhang Feng sitting on the front of her body was the Tang monk who sat cross-legged and began to recite the golden hoop.
"Madam..."
"do not talk!"
Ye Qingxuan screamed, jumped three feet high, stood steadily on the ground and hurriedly put on a submissive look and expression, and whispered: "My husband, it's late, let's rest. I have prepared some projects that will make you happy. Don't try?"
The more he speaks, the stranger his tone, and his eyes are flying wildly, his posture is full of sex, and he clearly wants to use beauty to divert Zhang Feng's attention.
However, Zhang Feng did not submit.
"Madam, you should understand that your husband is not a man who has eaten your disadvantages, got angry, and then can be easily held in the palm of his hand by your beauty."
Ye Qingxuan was speechless at the time, she didn't mean that at all, she simply didn't want to be bombarded by Zhang Fengluoli.
"Husband, people are sleepy, and I have to go to work tomorrow."
Maple Leaf Media is very
Many projects are in progress. With Zhang Feng's capital injection, the company has expanded significantly, and there are really many things.
The Tangdu Tea Culture Ambassador pageant has entered the final stage, and the entire company is busy jumping around. Ye Qingxuan has many things to worry about.
In short, as the president, Ye Qingxuan did not have much time to waste. Let Zhang Feng educate her for one night, and she will not be able to cheer for the day tomorrow, which will affect work efficiency.
"The company's affairs can be put aside, but it won't work. I will let Ding Xiaoshan go to the top, and there will be no problems." Zhang Feng took a sip of water and put on a posture of continuing to educate his wife.
"No..." Ye Qingxuan wailed and slumped on the floor.
Today she understood, Zhang Feng didn't plan to let herself go.
"Husband, what do you want me to do, just say it straight, I accept it all."
Surrendered, as if a man quarreled with a woman, no matter whether they were justified or not, they must surrender in the end, otherwise there will be no peace.
At this moment, Zhang Feng's strategy worked.
But he hadn't planned to end yet, he coughed and said: "Madam, although I don't really admire things like female Durban, you should study the four virtues."
unacceptable!
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan's eyes rounded, and the anger rose from her heart, and the evil grew to the guts, and she threw herself on Zhang Feng, and directly overwhelmed him on the sofa.
"Eh, what are you doing, don't bring any samurai!"
"You didn't splash, my old lady knows it's wrong, you still don't let me go, plan to torture me, then the old lady will toss you to death first!"
After the noise, Ye Qingxuan began to untie Zhang Feng's belt, her movements were very rude, but full of alternative charm.
Zhang Feng wanted to resist. Seeing this, he simply gave up the use of innocent energy and made a fuss with his wife, before taking off Ye Qingxuan's clothes first.
As one piece of clothing flew out and landed on the floor of the living room, an indescribable scene began to take place.
Under the night light on the small table next to the sofa, a small hand came over and pressed the switch, and the living room was plunged into dimness. Only the faint light of the street lamp reflected from the ceiling added a bit of ambiguity to the living room.
…
In the early hours of the morning, Zhong Ze was sitting in the living room of his villa, sipping red wine without a bite, and the servant at home was dozing off, carefully in the corner.
Luo Li is waiting for the call at any time.
"Master, it's late, you should rest."
The middle-aged maid who had served for most of her life in Zhong's house came over carefully and said.
Zhong Ze didn't look at her, his brows gradually tightened, "Aunt Cui, go to bed, I'm waiting for someone."
He is waiting for the report from the paying country side.
Whether we can take revenge tonight depends on whether Fu Guofang's actions go smoothly.
It wasn't until the expensive old-fashioned pendulum clock on the wall rang that Zhong Ze realized that it was already one o'clock in the morning.
"What the hell is that guy Fu Guofang doing?"
Zhong Ze got impatient, took out his cell phone, and planned to call to inquire.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a bodyguard in a black suit walked into the living room and said respectfully: "Boss, someone passed by the door just now and left a package. Would you like to open it?"
"package?"
Zhong Ze's heart sank, and bad feelings flooded his head, causing him a headache.
"Check it carefully, don't be a bomb, take it in after you figure it out."
"Yes!"
The bodyguard walked away quickly. In less than five minutes, holding a black sunspot the size of a fast food box, he walked over and put it on the table.
"What is it?" Zhong Ze asked with a frown.
The bodyguard hesitated for a while, "Boss, you better watch it for yourself."
"What?" Zhong Ze became annoyed. He hated that the bodyguard raised at home could talk to himself in such a tone, but he held back his anger, took the box, and opened...
"Fuck!"
With an exclamation, Zhong Ze bounced directly from the sofa, staring at the contents of the box, his face turned pale.
"Boss, are you okay?"
The bodyguard came to help Zhong Ze, but he pushed him away.
"Get out!" Zhong Ze said solemnly.
The bodyguard slid out of the living room.
Zhong Ze stared at the contents of the box. He stretched out his hand for a long time, and tremblingly took out a blood-stained cell phone. As for the blood on the side, like something with severed fingers, he didn't dare to touch it. .
The phone does not have a password, press the switch, the screen will light up, it is the photo album interface.
A scene of soaring blood pressure shocked Zhong Ze deeply. Ten corpses were lined up in a row, and a man in black was pouring gasoline on the corpse...
(End of this chapter)