The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

He Chongtian was stopped by Qi Yan. The last ray of sunset before sunset outside the window shone on He Chongtian's face, making it dim and dazzling. As his heart beat violently, the scenery in front of him became more graceful.

"Get!" He Chongtian furiously pushed a banquet.

Qi Yan took a few steps back and then entangled He Chongtian to confront him. "It's not like you've never played before. Why don't you refuse this time?" His tone was full of indignation.

He soared into the sky and punched Qi Yan in the face with all his strength. The opponent immediately fell over. This punch really made people dizzy.

There was no obstacle to the escape route. He Chongtian walked out to both sides, stopped again, turned his face halfway and said to Qi Yan in a low voice: "I never touched her, not even once."

After saying that, he stumbled downstairs. Qi Yan behind him was stunned for a few seconds and shouted at him: "What do you mean?!"

He Chongtian didn't remember how he got into the car. He told Zhou Zheng the situation intermittently, and then he closed his eyes tightly and lay paralyzed. His blood surged even more when he moved.

It felt like thousands of insects were crawling all over my body, feeling hot and itchy. A montage of fragrant images appeared in my mind, and the blood-red filter image was stained with blood, fierce and violent.

The car stopped, and Zhou Zheng helped He Chongtian get out of the car. He Chongtian still had some sense. He looked up when he saw the familiar bluestone road under his feet. There was a plaque reading "Shen Ji Tailoring".

The rainwater was so fine that it couldn't cool down his body when it was poured on his face. It felt like it evaporated as soon as it touched his skin.

Zhou Zheng saw He Tongtian standing still, as if whispering something, so he put his ear to it and said in a panic, "Brother, please speak louder!"

"I said, how much do you fucking hate Agarwood? Go to the hospital! What are you doing here!"

Zhou Zheng choked. After all, he was only 1.8 meters tall, but it was a bit difficult to lift the crane into the sky, so he stuffed the person into the car again.

The car door closed with a bang, and the drug's effect reached its peak. He looked at the ajar door of Shen Ji Tailoring with his dark and deep eyes.

He really wanted to find Chen Xiangyin.

But no.

The engine started, just as eagerly as Zhou Zheng. The moment he stepped on the accelerator, He Chongtian saw from the crack in the door that the pencil in Chen Xiangyin's hand was taken away by a slightly larger man's hand, and the face of the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses broke into his sight at the same time. She is very close.

"Wait!" He Chongtian shouted to stop. Zhou Zheng immediately braked and the car shook violently.

He Chongtian clenched his back teeth and clenched his fists with the power that he could not vent. He was not sure what would happen when he faced Chen Xiangyin now.

But... Chu Jinglun and Shen Xiangyin were so close that they didn't even turn on the lights!

She said she had something to do in the afternoon, is this what happened? !

You and Chu Jinglun come and go and draw with the same pen? !

The man was struggling in the rain outside, while the agarwood inside the door was listening to the Pingtan, drinking hot tea, and creating with people with similar interests. It was quiet and comfortable.

Without any warning, there was a loud bang, and the store door opened wide. The sound of rain and moisture outside hit his face. Crane stood up and walked in with his hands lowered. The rain soaked his black hair, making it look darker and making him even more silent.

He Chongtian's collar was wide open and skewed, and the hidden green dragon tattoo rose and fell violently with his strong chest, as fierce as a living creature. His eyes were dark, staring at himself, like a wild animal looking at its prey.

"Mr. He." Chu Jinglun next to him put down the pencil in his hand and stood up to greet him.

Chen Xiang's heart beat loudly, which was a warning of danger. He Chongtian only looked at her, as if he couldn't hear Chu Jinglun's words, and walked straight towards him, with an absolutely suppressed height and aura, until she was shrouded in his shadow.

"How--" Before he could finish his words, his feet were weightless off the ground, and Crane soared into the sky and hugged him horizontally.

"Why are you so crazy?!" Chen Xiangyin broke away and kicked and beat, feeling that the arms around his waist and knees were tightening and clamping down.

His body temperature was extremely hot, and his hot breath was filled with a feminine fragrance. Chen Xiangyin could only see his sharp jawline. He said nothing and just strode upstairs.

"Possessed?!" Chen Xiangyin continued to push him, and he went up the steps three steps at a time. The chaos was unexpected, and Chen Xiangyin was thrown onto the narrow bed.

He Chongtian couldn't hear anything at this time and didn't care. He was going crazy with his soft embrace just now. He quickly threw off his coat and was suddenly hugged from behind to stop him. When he turned around, it was Chu Jinglun who was catching up.

"Mr. He, what are you doing!"

Chen Xiang Yin saw He Soaring in the sky and was about to attack, so he stood up to stop her, but her fist was deflected by her. "I'm sorry, you, you go back first! I'll call you later!"

The person involved told him to leave. He Chongtian was considered his boss and was still holding on to his grandmother's medicine, but Chu Jinglun was unwilling to let go. "Did you drink too much? How can you, a woman, handle it!" "You can handle it! ! Hurry! Let’s go!” Chen Xiangyin’s tone was urgent. Chu Jinglun was a gentle man. If he didn’t leave, he might be seriously implicated.

Chu Jinglun opened his mouth without saying anything more, let go and closed the door behind him.

He Chongtian turned back to look at Chen Xiangyin, and was caught off guard and received a loud slap in the face.

It was great. He tried to help her deal with Lin Qiaozhu. She was talking and laughing with the pretty boy in his shop. What did she say about calling back?

Chen Xiangyin's cheek was pinched by the man's broad palm, and she pinched her face and pulled her towards him. Chen Xiangyin's conditioned reflex raised her knees to touch him. The crane was too tall to reach the sky and could not reach her abdomen.

Oops, really bad, kicking the bucket.

He Tongtian groaned and trembled all over. The woman in front of him had her hair loose and wore lipstick, looking a little embarrassed.

A hundred images flashed through his mind, including the unattainable agarwood and all kinds of tears in the corners of his eyes.

Chen Xiangyin touched the scissors under the pillow and was about to stab the man severely when he suddenly let go and headed towards the bathroom.

She followed her, and at the door, the man said in a very hoarse tone: "Don't come over!"

At the same time, Chen Xiang turned the key in his hand and made a "click" sound in the lock.

If anyone wants to go over, just lock the door.

The sound of dripping water was loud, and He Chongtian didn't know what he was doing inside. There was no movement after more than ten minutes.

"Agarwood Yin." The bathroom was damp and cramped, and the sound came out damp. He Chongtian read her name very slowly.

"Say." Chen Xiang smoked a cigarette and arranged her hair in front of the mirror.

"say something."

"say something?"

"say."

"How come Chu Jinglun knows you?"

There was silence in the door for a few seconds, and then a deeper voice came: "I don't want to hear this."

"Then what do you want to hear?"

"..." It's so hard to say.

……

The night was melting, and Agarwood was leaning on the bedside, holding a book and reading, with scissors in hand.

The sound of the shower that had been running for two hours stopped with a squeak, "Open the door."

Chen Xiang drew attention to the bathroom door: "Are you okay?"

"All right."

The lazy man had a dark face and was lying on the narrow bed. The bed was too narrow. He was leaning against the wall like a sofa. His body exuded the smell of agarwood and shower gel. He raised his hand and asked for a cigarette.

Chen Xiangyin guessed about 70% to 80%, and he still respected him as a man. It felt like he hadn't eaten for a week, and he was starving to death. There was a fat roasted chicken in front of him. He had no sense, no sense of morality, and he couldn't stop eating. reason.

Relatively speechless, He Chongtian glanced at the agarwood tree under the warm light, took a deep breath of cigarette, and after the sizzling sound of the cigarette burning, he stood up and went to the window to blow the cold air. How could this thing still have residual heat?

Outside the window, the rain had stopped, and there were tourists in twos and threes in Scissor Alley, and... Chu Jinglun, who was looking up to look at him.

Behind him, Chen Xiangyin spoke: "He towers into the sky, I seem to have guessed why your immunity to all evil spirits sometimes works."