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Chapter 546 Freedom Night
"Han Qiao, what kind of star is that?"

In the evening, the beach of Repulse Bay, the sea breeze is blowing, and the temperature in Hong Kong in autumn is pleasant. After dinner, the two aimlessly walked along the crescent-shaped coastline.

Li Yinxi held the hem of the skirt with both hands, barefoot, chasing the waves, and when she spoke, she pointed to the shining stars in the night sky.

Han Qiao put his hands in his pockets, looked up, glanced, and said nonsense: "It's August, Hong Kong is in the northern hemisphere, and the brightest star in the northern hemisphere is the Big Dipper."

Said, Han Qiao walked a few steps quickly, with his shoulders close to Li Yinxi, at this distance, only couples would do this, raised his hand, and signaled to the north: "Did you see, those few soybean-sized stars in the low sky in the north are the Big Dipper. "

In autumn, the Big Dipper was hard to find. When Han Qiao touched him, Li Yinxi said nothing, his eyelashes flickered, and he looked at the "Big Dipper" seriously.

The sea breeze is blowing, and there is a faint fragrance in the wind. Han Qiao tilts his head, and the fragrance is Li Yinxi's body fragrance. Under the moonlight, the ghost girl is rarely "quiet as a virgin".

Her hair is blown by the wind, her neckline is slender, her ear walls are pink, and her white dress is fluttering.

In autumn, the light of the Big Dipper was dim and it was hard to see. The girl with the ghost fire frowned slightly, her lips were pursed tightly, and her two dimples were playful and serious.

"It's hard to find, isn't it?"

"Don't make noise," Li Yinxi said, "What Big Dipper, I don't believe it's harder than a math problem, Han Qiao, don't talk, I'll find it soon."

Han Qiao couldn't help but laugh.

The Samsung chaebol has three daughters, and the most eye-catching one is Li Fuzhen, the princess of Samsung.

The standard "Princess Taiping" template, whether it is business or life, is vigorous and resolute, deviant, or in other words, Li Fuzhen's popularity in South Korea is far better than that of ordinary Korean stars.

The second daughter is called Li Xuxian. In the media, she is the most "worry-free" daughter of Samsung. She obeyed the family arrangement and married "Dong-A Ilbo".

Last time, Han Qiao met her at a dinner party with the Samsung family. The classic relationship between a wealthy family and a couple played their own way.

The youngest daughter is Li Yinxi, the "she" in the newspaper, she is quiet and sweet, Samsung's most favored daughter, she is young, with a net worth of billions, what is commendable is that she is kind-hearted, passionate about public welfare, and does not have the delicacy of a chaebol who "orders her around".

Perhaps, the Korean media did not expect that in private, Li Yinxi would be a house girl, obsessed with racing cars and games.

At this time.

"Found it! Hahaha! Little Big Dipper!"

In the ear, the voice of the girl cheered, Li Yinxi held Han Qiao's arm with both hands, straightened her waist, raised her head, looked proudly, and said reservedly: "Han Qiao, I found it, are they those stars?"

Han Qiao didn't look at it. In front of him, the sweet and lovely young lady was no better than a few broken stars.

and.

Li Yinxi's lips have a moist luster, like tender grapes, juicy and juicy.

Evil Han Da, naturally he would not sit back and watch the opportunity miss, it was a heaven-sent opportunity, his left hand was like lightning, he lifted the girl's snow-white chin lightly with his fingers, bent down, pointed at the grapes, and covered them.

Sweet and soft, it is like the jelly soaked in sweet water when I was a child.

pity.

The city is tightly closed, strictly guard against death!
"meet."

Li Yinxi's head was confused, his eyes widened, and only Han Qiao's star-like eyes were in his sight.

She was stupid, and there was a thought in her heart, which couldn't help coming out: "His eyes are much brighter than the Big Dipper."

The sea breeze was blowing, and the waves were surging. Li Yinxi looked at Han Qiao obsessively.

until.

There was something weird on her chest, and the next moment, lightning crackled in her bewildered head, and she pushed Han Qiao's chest with both hands. In an instant, her cheeks blushed, she became angry from embarrassment, and shouted aggrievedly: "Han Qiao, you kissed me again!"

Not just cheating.

Thinking about it, Li Yinxi's ears were reddened, and she tossed and turned: "Stinky rascal, rascal, shameless."

"That..." Han Qiao rubbed his fingertips, a little embarrassed: "If I said it was a physiological reaction, would you understand?"

"Physiological reaction?" Li Yinxi cast down her eyes. She was innocent, but it wasn't that she didn't understand physiological knowledge.

"What are you looking at?"

In the ear, Han Qiao's voice teased.

"Ugh..."

Li Yinxi's face was red, his ears were red, and his ears were like the whistle of an old-fashioned train arriving at the station. It was steaming, angry from embarrassment, his eyes stared, his feet staggered, and he fled.

"Where are you going?"

"I want you to manage."

"No, that's not the way to go back there." Han Qiao shouted: "That's to Taiping Mountain, Taiping Mountain Cemetery, late at night, going to the cemetery to disturb their sleep, how bad it is!"

"..."

After a pause, Li Yinxi lowered his head, turned around, glared at Han Qiao, and then walked away.

Han Qiao went to pull her arm, and Xiao Li moved his position very flexibly.
Han Qiao pressed her head, and Xiao Li's head tilted, as if seeing a stitch, dodging to the left, "peddling, pedaling"...

Han Qiao raised his hand and shrugged. Sure enough, an angry woman is harder to press than a Chinese New Year pig!
Looking at Li Yinxi's back, Han Qiao was satisfied.

………………

Xie Tingfeng and Zhang Baizhi got married.

The Hong Kong media paid close attention to it, and the news repeatedly bombarded them. One of them is the successor of the Four Heavenly Kings, and the other is "Star Girl", an outstanding representative of young Hong Kong actresses.

The first time Zhang Baizhi came to the door, Di Po gave her a big blow. This time, the two got married. It is said that Di Po publicly said: "I want to tame Zhang Baizhi."

various situations.

Xiao Xie didn't dare to hold the wedding in Hong Kong, instead he gave a huge sum of money to contract an island in the Philippines. There were very few guests, except for relatives and friends, only the best man and bridesmaid. The witness was Guo Youliang, and the witness was Yang Shoucheng.

Gossip abounds.

Not only Hong Kong, but the mainland is also very concerned about it. On the Internet, netizens are rushing to tell each other, just like the entanglement of several people in the melon field. Since 2002, netizens have been dazzled.

now.

When the dust falls, she loves him, he loves her, she marries him, and he and her enter the palace of marriage.

The golden boy and the jade girl are the same as before, but they have changed to other people, bless them!
Han Qiao has a pair of sharp eyes, sees through everything, netizens are too naive, after a few years, the golden boy and the jade girl, heh, he will come back again.

8 month 7 day.

There are still 2 days before the wedding, and preparations are going on closely before the wedding.

Tsim Sha Tsui, a private luxury store for wedding dresses.

At the door of the store, which was sunny and decorated in a low-key and luxurious way, three beauties with bright temperament were chatting and laughing side by side.

All three of them are one-in-a-million beauties, waiting together, and the beautiful scenery.

The beauty in the middle is tall, with wicker-like eyebrows, a white dress, a simple round neck design, and a slender clavicle line. She has a slender waist and a thin leather belt, which adds a bit of playfulness.

By the side.

The girl hugged her best friend's arm and said enviously, "Xiaozhi, you look so good today. The white dress really suits your temperament the most."

"More than dresses."

The other girl looked at her best friend and said enviously, "Look at this skin, it's rosy and rosy. It's really a happy event. Xiaozhi, Tingfeng is the most attractive male god in Hong Kong. Now there are many People are jealous of you."

"Jealous, let them be jealous." Zhang Baizhi was in a good mood. The two women were her good girlfriends. One was named Deng Cuiwen and the other was called Zhang Wenci, both of whom were well-known actresses in Hong Kong.

They are all girlfriends, she speaks a lot more casually, and said carelessly: "What's the use of being jealous, I am the one who enjoys it."

"Tsk tsk, really shameless."

"That's right, that's right." The three women, all of whom seemed to be playing with one another, but in private, were old hooligans, Deng Cuiwen pushed Zhang Baizhi: "Tell me, how powerful it is, after a few hours, Tut tut."

"I want to know, come here."

Whispering: "I won't tell you, lest you miss it."

"Okay! Now that you have other people, you don't recognize me, and you don't think about it. If you don't have one, who will reward you!"

"Die you, talk nonsense, what reward."

The girlfriends chatted and laughed constantly. Deng Wencui looked at the sun and complained: "The sun is too big, who wants to come, we insist on waiting outside, the air is so big, the emperor."

"How about we go in?"

Zhang Baizhi hugged her best friend from left to right, sharp-tongued: "I'm really unlucky, if it wasn't for seeing you as my best man, such a good deed would not have happened to you."

talking.

She looked at the car on the side of the road, the door opened, and a long leg came out of the car.

Immediately afterwards, a tall, handsome man poked his head out of the car.

"Here we come!" Zhang Baizhi stepped briskly, and urged, "Behave well in a while, there are only benefits and no disadvantages."

Deng Cuiwen and Zhang Wenci looked at each other, Zhang Baizhi's fiancé, the successor of the four great kings of Hong Kong, the Xie family's threshold is not low, and she has face in the world. She herself is also one of the representatives of young female stars in Hong Kong.

but.

Zhang Baizhi's performance was a little respectful, cautious in words and deeds, the two looked over, their eyes lit up, and they thought at the same time: "What an attractive man."

The man who got out of the car had long legs and black leather shoes. He had a tall and straight body and an outstanding temperament.

especially.

A pair of eyes, with cynical informality, if you think he is a swinger, those eyes, when they look at each other, are very oppressive.

just.

The oppression is the shadow of the huge iceberg under the lake, so Deng Wencui and Zhang Wenci's first impression is calm and calm.

He is Han Qiao.

Deng Wencui and Zhang Wenci have naturally heard of Han Qiao's reputation, or rather, everyone in Hong Kong's entertainment industry knows, and everyone knows, the leading filmmaker in the Mainland, the director of China Film Industry, and the world-renowned director Han Qiao.

Without hesitation, the two followed Zhang Baizhi's footsteps and briskly walked to Han Qiao's side.

"Mr. Han."

"Bai Zhi, congratulations." Han Qiao said with a smile, "Big wedding, Bai Zhi, you are really a lucky person."

"Mr. Han."

Zhang Baizhi glanced sideways. The performance of the two girlfriends gave her a huge sense of vanity. Moreover, she knew that the two best friends, these two vixen, were almost drooling.

thinking.

Zhang Baizhi smiled sweetly: "Mr. Han, thank you for coming to my wedding."

Zhang Baizhi is very fond of Han Qiao and has her ideas. First, Han Qiao has a high status and has face. Second, she and Han Qiao have very ridiculous times.

just now.

She is about to become a wife and mother, and Han Qiao's participation in her wedding is her farewell to the "past".

"Of course I'm going to your wedding." Han Qiao looked at Zhang Baizhi.

I'm a little hungry.

In the white dress, Xiao Zhang is pure and lovely, but her temperament is sexy and touching. Moreover, she is a young woman, a young woman is 30 years old, and even a fairy is drunk.

Moreover.

Han Qiao knew Xiaozhang well, his eyes fell on his slightly swollen belly, and Han Qiao asked, "How many months?"

"It's been three months." Zhang Baizhi touched his belly, and the corner of his mouth was filled with feminine brilliance: "The doctor said, it's twins, Mr. Han, when the time comes for the child's baptism, you must come."

Baptism, the European tradition, and the upper class in Hong Kong all like to imitate the old British customs.

Han Qiao's heart moved, maybe, after thinking about it, the time is wrong, but scientifically speaking, embryos have "memory", maybe his genetic information is engraved on Xiao Zhang's body.

"Mr. Han."

"Mr. Han, hello, I'm Deng Wencui."

The two were talking, while Deng Wencui and Zhang Wenci waited, saw every stitch, leaned slightly, showing off their beautiful bodies without a doubt.

"Hello, just when we were in the car, we saw three beauties. The sun is shining outside, why don't we go in."

"it is good."

"Mr. Han, are you hot? I have a fan here."

All the stars are holding the moon, and a group of people arrived at the store, and there were already staff waiting.

The best man's clothes and the bridesmaid's clothes are not in the same area. Han Qiao followed the staff and tried on the best man's clothes.

The wedding was in Chinese style, the best man's clothes were very traditional, the effect was very good, very handsome.

but.

He is the best man, not the groom. After thinking about it, Han Qiao said: "The color should be lighter, and it should not be overwhelming. There is nothing else that needs to be changed. By the way, I will give you a call. It is my personal tailor. Materials and details will be communicated by them.”

"Okay." The staff is not surprised. For the real rich, the clothes are all made by their own private tailors. In fact, there are more than just clothes.

There are "special supplies" for basic necessities, food, housing and transportation, but ordinary people have no chance to contact them.

to the front desk.

Han Qiao thought for a while, and walked to the bridesmaids area. The shop was very luxurious, so naturally there would be no surveillance cameras.

If you just look at the decoration, you may be mistaken, this is an art gallery, not a clothing store.

In the corridor, Han Qiao pushed open the door, and there was a large space inside, with soft lighting and filled with wedding dresses, some Western-style and some Chinese-style.

Western-style wedding dresses are white and holy, while Chinese-style wedding dresses are classical and festive.

On the ground, there are several clothes.

Han Qiao identified it and recognized Zhang Baizhi's clothes. He coughed and said softly, "Baizhi, are you there? Tingfeng has something I want to give you."

It was very quiet. In the fitting room, a voice came out: "Mr. Han, I'm here. Is there anyone outside?"

"No."

Han Qiao closed the door casually, locked the paddle, and said softly, "Bai Zhi, come out, no one is there."

In the cubicle, Zhang Baizhi was silent. She looked at the full-length mirror. She was wearing a bright red cheongsam dress. The clothes were very sacred. After 3 days, she would wear it and walk into the palace of marriage with the man she liked. lifetime.

The light was dim, and Zhang Baizhi's cheeks were bright and dark. She yearned for freedom. At this moment, the door lock turned, and Xiao Zhang trembled. Immediately, she turned around, clutched her chest and said, "Mr. Han."

"Cypress juice."

Han Qiao closes the door, the fitting room is actually not small, the lighting is relatively dim, Xiaozhang's big red wedding dress is dignified and bright, the wedding dress is a cheongsam style, with slits to the thighs, slender and well-proportioned legs, thin and straight Close to each other, Han Qiao smiled: "Baizhi, are you nervous?"

"Mr. Han, I... I'm not nervous." Xiaozhang looked at Han Qiao. Han Qiao was tall and straight with only a shirt on. The muscles on her chest were well defined. His throat was throbbing: "Mr. Han, there are so many wedding dresses, why don't you take a look and help me choose which one looks good."

"Xiao Zhi, what kind of wedding dress do you want?" Han Qiao stretched out his hand and stroked Xiao Zhang's hair. Xiao Zhang was very nervous, sweating and brightly dressed, Han Qiao said, "I'll take a look for Xiao Xie. "

At this time, Xiao Zhang's eyes widened. Xiao Xie was her husband. Han Qiao helped her husband choose the wedding dress. Her eyes were bright: "Mr. Han, okay, you can help him choose the wedding dress."

house.

With all kinds of wedding dresses, Han Qiao sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and clapped his fingers on the sofa: "This one is not good, the figure is not shown."

"This one is not bad, Xiaozhi, your figure is really good, and the bare back design of the wedding dress is very good."

"This one, Xiaozhi, Xiaoxie, he doesn't want to see his wife too exposed."

Xiaozhang tried one by one. In the end, Han Qiao looked at the light. Xiaozhang's wedding dress was the first red cheongsam, which set off her tall, bright and charming figure. Moreover, the cheongsam was very dignified and elegant.

"Just this one." Han Qiao's voice was weak, and he took out the box entrusted to him by Xiao Xie from his trouser pocket. The box opened, and there was a ring inside.

Han Qiao waved at Xiaozhang, and Xiaozhang came to him stepping slowly.

At this time, her legs were bent, and her body gradually became shorter. Han Qiao stood up, condescendingly looked down on her, and said with a serious expression, "Good girl, I will bestow life, courage, and blessings on you."

…………

"Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi." After Deng Wencui tried on the clothes, he hadn't seen his girlfriend come out for a long time.

A few people tried on clothes, and they were the only ones in the whole store, and there was no staff to disturb them, because trying on clothes was very troublesome, and the three of them had to chat.

Arrived at Gate Mountain.

Deng Wencui called out: "Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi."

No one made a sound, she put her hand on the door lock, turned it lightly, and the door was locked!
Lock the door, what is Xiaozhi doing, Deng Wencui muttered, knocked on the door, and called: "Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi, are you in there, are you okay, what are you doing locking the door?"

no one.

Deng Wencui looked puzzled, thinking that the door lock was broken, and was about to call the staff, turned around, and moved his feet, when there was a muffled sound from the door.

Someone.

Deng Wencui was a little annoyed, and knocked hard on the door: "Zhang Baizhi, what are you doing to open the door for my old lady?"

The door slams, but won't open, Deng Wencui's eyes are annoyed, good for you Zhang Baizhi.

The old lady will accompany you to try on clothes, you play this set for the old lady, thinking, leaning against the door, ready to listen to the movement inside the door.

The door was very quiet, there was a muffled sound, as if something had fallen on the ground, Deng Wencui's body trembled, his eyes were narrowed, and he leaned against the door, as he listened, sweat dripped on his forehead.

At this time.

The door opened, Deng Wencui staggered and fell down, she cried out in panic: "Ah."

At this time.

An arm caught her, and the next moment, the door slammed shut tightly.

Deng Wencui stood firm and became angry from embarrassment: "Zhang..."

Her voice stopped short, her eyes widened, and she couldn't say a word.

………………

in the afternoon.

At the door, Zhang Baizhi and Deng Wencui stood next to each other, looked at Han Qiao, and called, "Mr. Han."

"Little Cui." Han Qiao said with a smile, "I'll see you in a few days. You're too weak. I'll give you a call. You can contact me and make up for it when you have time."

"Baizhi." Han Qiao looked at Zhang Baizhi, Zhang Baizhi was disheveled, a little haggard: "The wedding dress is very beautiful, I have a gift for you, originally for Xiao Xie."

Zhang Baizhi took the box, and after Han Qiao left, Zhang Wenci snubbed his nose and said in disgust, "You two stink so much, sweating so much."

"correct."

"Sister Cui, since when did you have such a good relationship with Han Qiao, you are called Xiao Cui."

Zhang Cuiwen's throat was hoarse, his eyes were white, he opened the box without saying a word, and said pleasantly: "What a delicate writing brush, this pen shaft is made of white jade, this brush."

Zhang Cuiwen twirled her fingers. The whiskers were hard but very smooth. She wondered, "What kind of hair is this? It's so strange."

talking.

Her lips parted slightly, Zhang Baizhi was stunned, Zhang Cuiwen tasted the brush whiskers, and said, "What is this brush, it smells so fishy, ​​it's so strange."

"What are you doing!" Zhang Baizhi grabbed the brush and growled, "Put everything in your mouth, you dog."

"They're all good sisters, why are you so stingy." Deng Wencui muttered: "I didn't blame you for cheating on me, I really... made a lot of money!"

(End of this chapter)