When the beauties of the fishing department start flirting

Chapter 131 The Homeless Mr. Min
Min Hangzhou didn't take this sentence seriously, bypassed it, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come with me for dinner."

Lin Yan smiled, "I've eaten."

The calm and famous Minhangzhou frowned, "Let's have another meal."

Lin Yan shook his head, "Very supportive."

She got up.

Minhangzhou stretched out his long legs and blocked Lin Yan's way, domineering and lazy, "Are you angry?"

Lin Yan turned her head to look at him, "Do I look petty?"

"You're generous." Min Hangzhou dropped the clip, his long legs didn't relax a bit, and he stopped her when she moved, "I'm also jealous."

Lin Yan wanted to step over, but Min Hangzhou raised his long legs, calmly.

Lin Yan glanced at her head, sniffed deliberately, "Don't be angry anymore, don't be angry anymore."

He grabbed her and sneered, "You can fucking play with me."

Occasionally, a woman makes a little fuss and eats jealously, but a man puts more effort into eating this set, coaxing him, and he has a sense of accomplishment in conquering it.

To put it bluntly, a man will inevitably get tired of being obedient all the time.

Zhao Er left with a smile, who the hell is not playing with you.

Men and women love each other. If there is desire, it is easy to fall in love. If there is no desire, it is true.

The servant passed by serving food, Zhao Er reached out and took a piece of cake to bite, "Prepare some ginseng horse wine for your seventh master tonight, let him serve on it."

Lin Yan was dragged to the lobby by Minhangzhou, and he didn't talk to anyone.

Lin Yan was bored and could only swipe his phone. He hadn't opened WeChat for more than ten days, and Yi Liqing was on the top.

Lin Yan was far away from Minhangzhou, and when he went out to the corner of the door, his hands were tired from typing and his recovery was affected, so he could only speak.

Minhangzhou threw down the wet handkerchief, dialed Lin Yan's number, "Go home."

Oh there.

Outside the door, the old lady grabbed Zhao Er, "Are they arguing?"

Zhao used a plate of crab thighs and gnawed on them, "It's not noisy, just mood swings."

The old lady put on her reading glasses and glanced over, "Who has it?"

"Both." Zhao Er whispered, "A text message was activated."

The old lady coiled the pearl chain and ordered the housekeeper in a cold voice, "Tell the Qin family that the faucets will be repaired tonight in the suites of major hotels. Don't let him stay in the hotel all night, what will happen if he doesn't return home."

"Grandma, with your embroidered pillow skills, no one can see it." Zhao Er understood the meaning of the old lady's words.

The old lady turned her head and went out of the yard, "You Xuan hasn't disappeared completely, I don't worry at all." The old lady paused and sighed, "If a small smoke catches fire and doesn't want to live, I will be so worried."

The emotional status gap between the husband and wife is too big, as long as You Xuan comes back, it will be out of balance and out of control.

Bet on this child once, if nothing happens this time, let him do whatever he wants, he will love whoever he loves.

"No." The old lady called Zhao Er back, "What's in that text message?"

Zhao Er shook his head, "I can't see it."

The old lady asked, "You tell me, has he had a woman recently?"

"When we were just divorced, a pretty innocent school girl played with us." Zhao Er moved to the old lady's ear, "Like Lin Yan, he is clingy and caring for others."

Zhao Er also ate several bowls of porridge.

The old lady was puzzled, "Have you slept yet?"

"What is grandma thinking?" Zhao Er frowned, "Is this possible?"
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In the evening, Minhangzhou drove Lin Yan back to the villa. She felt sleepy and lay down in the back seat as soon as she got on.

After driving for a while, Min Hangzhou glanced lazily at the rearview mirror, and reflected the face of a woman in the back seat, sleeping soundly.

Minhangzhou braked to a stop, leaned against him, and covered Lin Yan with his suit jacket.

He didn't stop looking, and drove back to the villa area.

The night is thick and beautiful, and the sections of the Xiyang villa area are all built in the style of Florentine castles in Italy.

The curved loop is a fountain. After she married him, the whole manor was directly transferred to her name.

The sound of the iron door opening and closing, Lin Yan felt his ears callused, he woke up suddenly, sat up and looked out the window, the suit jacket slipped off his body.

Lin Yan pulled back subconsciously, and was stunned for a second.

The servant at home opened the door and helped her out of the car, "Miss, we are home."

Lin Yan held the shawl and scarf on his shoulders, and when he passed by Minhangzhou, he was leaning against the car door and talking to the bodyguards, his sharp face was caught in the backlight, it was very shallow and cold, and his voice was so low that he couldn't hear the content clearly.

In the night, in the bright yellow Nuoda villa area, everything seemed to be still.

Lin Yan stopped, and when he finished explaining the matter, Lin Yan approached him, stood on tiptoe, "You lower your head."

Min Hangzhou threw the cigarette case into the car window, and while leaning over, Lin Yan whispered into his ear and wanted to say something but didn't say anything, smiling and slowly retreating.

"The president should pay attention to safety when driving back."

Minhangzhou smiled eagerly, and with that little smile, there was a swaying and cold smell of peach blossoms blooming ten miles away.

Complexity, flair and indifference.

The weather is not good, with thunder and lightning overhead, Hong Kong City is expected to rain again.

The servant brought Lin Yan's bag into the house, and did not disturb the two of them when they were alone.

Nuoda's villa manor is gorgeous and bright, but silent.

Minhangzhou was neither hot nor cold, looking at Lin Yan.

"It's going to rain." Lin Yan held the shawl and smiled charmingly, "Is the president planning to stay at my house overnight?"

Minhangzhou's mood was unclear, "Is there anything to entertain me?"

"Noodles." Lin Yan thought for a while, "Juice, yogurt, warm water."

Min Hangzhou didn't finish listening, and looked at her, "Have you thrown away my things?"

Lin Yan shook her head docilely, "No, divorce is not divorced from kindness."

Min Hangzhou clapped the car door next to him, motioning for her to come over.

"Where are you going back?" Lin Yan approached, with his flat shoes against the man's leather shoes, and asked, "Tanyuan?"

Minhangzhou's group was calm and unhurried, "It's sold."

Lin Yan, "The old house."

"I don't like it." Min Hangzhou leaned over and touched her forehead.As long as Lin Yan moved a little, he could touch the man's thin lips.

It's so close.

He looked at her face with penetrating eyes, keeping his secrets secret.

Lin Yan's throat suddenly became astringent, and he hastily tried to stabilize his heels.

"A hotel suite?"

"I can't live." Minhangzhou was silent for a while, with a casual expression, "Repair the faucet."

"Why don't you buy a large flat overnight?" Lin Yan considered various things for a long time, "You have money and connections, so buying a house late at night is not difficult for you."

Min Hangzhou smiled intriguingly, opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, with the headlights on, he clearly saw her waving goodbye, the wind swaying the ends of her hair, and her eyes were full of affection.

Desire for a thousand gold, the lady is not satisfied.

Minhangzhou freed one hand to light a cigarette, put his arm on the car window, and hit the gas pedal to leave.

This woman, she put a hook to give a hint, and when she turned around, she didn't intend to keep him overnight.

Min Hangzhou sucked the smoke into his lungs fiercely, filling his lungs deeply with the intensity.

Pool room in the clubhouse.

The 'homeless' Mr. Min played with a white ball in the palm of his hand, rubbed his fingertips one by one, let go of his hand, the white ball rolled, hit the pink ball, and both of them went into the net.

He took the wet handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly.

Qin Tao jumped onto the table and asked Mr. Min, "Play?"

Mr. Min was very cold, "Not interested."

Qin Tao bit the lollipop and called the service manager to serve the wine.

(End of this chapter)