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

At around eight o'clock in the morning, the scorching winter sun shone into the house through the thin window cracks, and Chen Xiangyin was finally awakened by the movement downstairs.

It was a bit difficult to sit up in a daze. There was a strong arm across the waist, and the shoulder was also wrapped by half of the shoulder.

The first reaction was to take a breath of air, confused as to what day it was.

After seeing Qinghe's sleeping face so close to the sky, he suddenly remembered what happened last night.

His chin touched the agarwood and his forehead, breathing evenly, the hot breath condensed.

Agarwood pulled back a little, looked up, and the strength around her waist instinctively tightened.

In a dimly lit room with warm tones, the thin strips of light coming from the window slits were just slanting on his face, creating a strong contrast.

Looking at it this way, He's tall and thick eyelashes look like a mysterious and deep forest, and his skin is cold and white, which is somewhat in conflict with his personality and temperament.

The sleeping crane towers into the sky, a little less cruel and a little more gentle.

What Chen Xiangyin didn't know was that He Chongtian had rarely had such a peaceful sleep, just as she herself rarely slept deeply.

A person with no roots in his heart is like a ship without an anchor.

This kind of person can't relax after falling asleep, and the sense of instability makes people always on guard.

After quietly getting up and packing, Chen Xiang led him downstairs to find Gu Yunshi and check the collar he had sewn yesterday.

There are several styles, and they are all tailor-made. Du Hongqiu is right, Gu Yun actually has some talent.

The big man holds an embroidery needle, which is a bit cute and inconsistent.

After Chen Xiang Yin Ping finished her homework, she went to the kitchen to stew the old hens and make chicken soup.

Gu Yunshi laughed loudly: "What a good day it is today to eat meat so early in the morning?"

Agarwood stewed the chicken and returned to the front hall to make tea. The stairs behind her creaked step by step. When I turned around, I saw a crane descending downstairs.

Gu Yunshi also looked over.

He Chongtian's eyebrows were still hazy as he had just woken up. He was wearing a loose shirt with a corner of the hem tucked into the waistband of his trousers, and two buttons on his chest. The strong and powerful muscles inside undulated with the movement of going downstairs.

This shirt was an exaggeratedly loose version that Chen Xiangyin had sewn before. It was worn as a dress, and it fit surprisingly well on He Chongtian.

He is tall and strong and hangs his clothes nicely.

Gu Yunshi forgot to speak for a long time and was choked for a long time, hesitating and stammering, "He... Mr. He, morning? Go to bed. Did you sleep well?"

He Chongtian gave a low hum, turned around and walked towards Chenxiang Yin, picked up the teacup and poured himself some water, as if he were at home.

"Have you cooked?" He Chongtian's lazy voice approached.

Chen Xiang's heart beat faster for no reason, and he walked away before He Chongtian tilted his head and was about to come around from behind to look at her.

"I'm going to look at the pot."

I don’t know if it was breakfast or lunch, but the chicken soup casserole was steaming hot, and He Tingtian ate it very seriously.

Gu Yunshi served him soup and scooped out slices of red dates, wolfberry and American ginseng.

Agarwood doesn't often spend time cooking. She usually makes simple side dishes or noodles, but whenever she makes them, they taste amazing.

After finishing a pot of chicken soup, the bottom of the soup is clean.

After the meal, a familiar man came to Shen Ji Tailor to deliver clothes to He Chongtian.

Suits made of crisp fabrics are matte and textured, unlike everyday styles.

He Chongtian took the clothes and walked to Chen Xiangyin: "You also change clothes, I will take you somewhere."

Agarwood wears a turquoise cheongsam with a dark fringed shawl. The accessories are also long and streamlined, dignified and elegant, and not like everyday styles.

I don’t know what kind of medicine He Chongtian Gourd sells. He has been on the phone since dinner, and she was too busy to say a word.

He Chongtian walked closer with the phone in hand, "The disobedient media is blocking it."

media? Agarwood looked at him.

He was lazy and carefree at the moment, his dark eyes reflected by the sun. He lowered his eyes to look at her. He raised his hand to casually twist the tassel on the earring. Before he could stop it, it had already passed by like a dragonfly, leaving behind a light touch with his fingertips. Temperature diffusion. Chen Xiangyin couldn't help but interrupt: "Where are we going? Why did you mention the media? You know I don't like taking pictures."

He nodded and said to the other side of the phone: "You decide the rest. I'll be there in twenty minutes."

After hanging up the phone, He Chongtian looked out the door and said, "It's not far, at the end of East Street. Let's walk there."

After a pause, he added: "What the media in attendance sends out is subject to discussion and will not reflect your face."

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At the end of East Street, the courtyard restaurant that used to be the largest in Biluo Ancient Town, covering an area of ​​about three acres, has now been basically razed to the ground, and the site is fenced off with a safety net.

Chen Xiangyin followed He Chongtian through the big iron gate. He looked up and saw a huge vertical banner: "Good luck with the construction."

The temporary stage in the venue has been set up, it is elegant and low-key, dozens of chairs are filled with people, and it is very lively.

Chen Xiangyin saw Zhou Chengwang first.

It was hard not to notice him. Everyone was beaming with joy, but he was the only one with a bitter look on his face.

Zhou Chengwang didn't know until the day before that the person who captured the land was He Chongtian.

He originally thought it was some ignorant outsider who was hoping to show off his power and recycle it at a lower price.

When I received the invitation yesterday, I was so angry that I made a dangerous move and asked Qi Yan to lead people to teach He Chongtian a lesson.

Unexpectedly, He Chongtian had nothing to do, and he had a lot of medical expenses to reimburse.

Lin Qiaozhu's face didn't look much better, and she didn't dare to say anything next to Zhou Chengwang.

He Chongtian was able to take the photo of this land only because of her information.

At the moment, the better the crane is, the more painful it is that she can't get what she wants.

He Chongtian's heroic appearance when he arrived, his super-perfect appearance were the most unworthy of mentioning his charm, his captivating nobility and uninhibited enthusiasm that ran counter to the world. Any woman who looked at him would be fascinated by him.

Every move he made, the evil spirit that deceived people was extremely aggressive. God was unfair, and Lin Qiaozhu couldn't get him no matter what she did.

Look at the equally dazzling agarwood beside him, it is so natural and beautiful, it is so perfect that it makes you want to destroy it.

Chen Xiangyin saw Lin Qiaozhu looking through her unwilling eyes and smiled evilly at her.

After laughing, he was confused again and asked He Chongtian: "What's going on?"

He Chongtian was the protagonist, and local cultural and tourism cadres, general contractors, media, emcees, etc. all looked towards him.

He Tingtian raised his elbows and motioned for Chen Xiang to help him.

There were so many people and it was so noisy. Agarwood took advantage of the situation and helped him, and He Tingtian led him to see the sand table.

"A hot spring hotel will be built here." He Chongtian said, pointing to the wide surrounding area.

"There are twelve courtyards in a single house. Which one do you like? That one is not open to the public and is left to you."

Chen Xiang's brain exploded, and he understood it for a long time.

The sand table in front of me depicts a poetic and picturesque scene.

It is simple and quiet, with green trees, blue bricks and white walls, a view every three steps, and exquisite hangings on the corners of the cornices, which are too beautiful to be true.

When the master of ceremonies is worried about a misfortune, he will ask the crane to come to the stage during the lull.

He Chongtian pulled the dazed Chen Xiangyin, and Chen Xiangyin reacted and pulled away to keep his distance, "Just go by yourself."

Agarwood not only dodged her eyes, but also kept retreating to resist, for fear of being burned by He's soaring passion.

He Chongtian could see clearly, he held his hands empty and his eyes darkened.

In the panic and excitement, he was surrounded by several people and went to hammer.

The emcee's gentle and loud voice echoed through the empty space.

"One hammer of the golden hammer will bring you ten thousand taels of gold. With one hammer, you will have peace all year round. With two hammers, wealth will come from all directions. With three hammers, everything will go well!"