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

He Chongtian answered the phone, spoke a few words briefly and then hung up.

Chen Xiang turned her head to look at the crane rising into the sky, and saw his eyes moving slightly, and his lips suddenly raised into a smile.

The content of the phone call was: "If you catch the current situation, it's a dead end."

He Chongtian leaned back on his chair, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said after a while, "We won."

Chen Xiangyin then raised the corners of her lips and smiled.

Pulling out a cigarette and handing it to He Chongtian, as if to celebrate, "This is a great blow, Lin Qiaozhu will lose everything, her property will be wiped out, and she will even be in debt."

With the first step completed, Lin Qiaozhu lost almost all her belongings, and correspondingly, her social status also fell.

Next comes step two.

Chen Xiangyin stared at the cigarette butt held between his fingertips, and wisps of green smoke rose up.

"Do you know where Lin Qiaozhu's residence is?"

……

Evil deeds travel thousands of miles, and the news of Zhou Chengwang's arrest spread like wildfire.

Some people in the group said that Zhou Chengwangde was not worthy of the position and was not qualified to continue to serve as the leader of the auditorium.

It is already ugly to engage in illegal business involving gambling, but it is even more incompetent to be taken over.

This group of people were so arrogant that after this incident, Zhou Chengwang would be seriously injured and it was hard to say whether he would be able to come out.

Another group of people, Zhou Chengwang's personal soldiers, believed that Zhou Chengwang had been framed, and were determined that as long as he successfully survived this disaster, he would be able to make a comeback.

The soldiers jointly begged Lao Longtou for help for several days, running around to clear the way.

The two groups of people refused to obey the other, stumbling upon each other, and conflicts, large and small, occurred frequently.

A critical moment arose, and everything within the Qinglong Group was shaken up.

Crane Chongtian worked day and night to handle affairs for several days.

Agarwood is counting the days, the new year is approaching, and she is sewing New Year's winter clothes for Du Hongqiu in the shop.

Gu Yunshi's feet didn't touch the ground all morning. They were swiping here and there, making his hair frizzy.

Chen Xiang could always catch a glimpse of his uneasy pacing from the corner of her eye, and said impatiently: "If you have anything to do, just tell me. Walking around will annoy me even if you don't annoy me."

Gu Yunshi walked closer to the workbench.

"Huniu's train will arrive in Qingshan City next week, and I haven't booked a hotel for her yet."

After being reminded, Chen Xiangyin finally remembered this.

He took out his mobile phone and said, "Please help me. I haven't paid you any salary in the past few months. I will give it to you along with the year-end bonus."

Gu Yunshi scratched his head and scratched his head, "No, I'm thinking about the hotel! Hu Niu is quite pretty and silly. It's such a mess outside. I don't trust her to live alone!"

While he was talking, Gu Yunshi's cell phone rang. He picked it up and took a look, and saw that he had received 50,000 yuan.

"How much?!" Gu Yunshi rubbed his eyes and brought the phone closer to him, "Sister Shen, did you hit an extra zero?"

Chen Xiang shook his head and continued to sew the red cotton coat in his hand, "No, it's a stroke of crane."

After a pause for half a second, Chen Xiangyin continued: "Then you stay with her in the hotel and book a suite, one for each person."

"That won't work!!" Gu Yunshi's voice was as loud as thunder, extremely resistant.

Chen Xiangyin: "Why not? Didn't you two grow up naked together and still care about this?"

Gu Yunshi shook his head crazily, "That was when I was a child, how can it be the same as now! I don't want it."

"Gu Yunshi." Chen Xiangyin spoke solemnly, put down the needle and thread in his hand, and looked at the live ants on the hot pot in front of him, "Have you ever had that kind of reaction to the opposite sex?"

Gu Yunshi turned red from her ears to her cheeks, and abruptly changed the subject, "Sister Shen, the dress you are making looks quite warm."

Strangely, Chen Xiang raised her eyebrows and stared at him with narrowed eyes, as if she wanted to see through him.

He will be shy and blush, and he clearly understands love.

there is only one truth!

He lied.

Or, he's not straight.

Or, he fell in love with Huniu miserably.

Some people are timid in their love. Being timid to the extreme is an escape.

Obviously, the latter is more likely.

Chen Xiangyin suddenly curved his lips and said in a serious tone: "Gu Yunshi, it is really dangerous for a girl to stay in a hotel alone. Just think about it, what if someone like Wang Ge lives next door to her."

Seeing Gu Yunshi's eyes widening in fear, Chen Xiangyin continued: "You can figure it out yourself. Anyway, I can't sleep any extra people here."

……

When the night was dark and quiet, Agarwood led to the door of the store, intending to move back the decorative human-shaped stand.

A drunk stumbled out of the canteen diagonally across the alley.

The moonlight stretched his slender figure, dressed in black, blending into the night.

Chen Xiang turned his back and didn't see it. Hearing footsteps approaching, the next second he turned around, his slender body hung up.

The smell of alcohol is so strong, it's scorching.

The tall man put his arms on her shoulders and put half of his body weight on her.

It’s the feeling of being overwhelmed.

Chen Xiang led back half of the elbow attack.

"He Chongtian, did you fall into the wine vat and soak in it for a week?" Chen Xiang changed his steps to maintain balance.

The man was drunkenly talking, his voice was muffled and low, with a long drawl, "Well——"

"Where's Zhou Zheng? How dare he leave you alone when you're so drunk?"

Chen Xiangyin wrapped his arms around He Chongtian's waist, backed up and dragged He Chongtian into the house.

The back of his head was suddenly pressed by one of his hands. Anticipating his next move, Chen Xiang couldn't hide in time and simply buried his face in his hot chest to escape.

A passionate kiss fell on the top of the head.

Chen Xiangyin took out her mobile phone in panic, put her cheek against He Chongtian's chest, and hurriedly called up Zhou Zheng's number.

No one answered until I hung up.

In my ears, He Soaring's low-alcohol and seductive voice breathed out hot air, "Is that okay?"

What can be done?

Chen Xiangyin didn't even hear what he said before.

After another call, Zhou Zheng answered the call a few seconds later. Before Chen Xiangyin had time to speak, the person on the other end of the phone shook his head and started trembling for a long time.

Chen Xiangyin's face was gloomy, and when Zhou Zheng finished vomiting, he asked, "Where is it?"

"啕——"

Chen Xiangyin: "The crane is here with me, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the other person vomited again.

Chen Xiangyin hung up the phone, slammed the phone on the table, suddenly raised his hand and pinched He Chongtian's chin, raised it, and looked up at him.

"Can you stand up straight? If not, I'll call 120 and pick you up."

He Tongtian stood up straight, his feet still swaying, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground. It was the stuff he had just bought at the canteen across the street.

Chen Xiangyin bent down to pick it up and saw a toothbrush in the bag.

I struggled to help him to the narrow bed on the second floor.

He sat hunched over, lazily loosening his tie, holding his palms back, and tilting his neck back.

His cheeks and neck were flushed, and his throat was rolling, looking extremely sexy.

Agarwood brought up the hangover soup and handed it to He Chongtian, "Drink the hangover soup."

"Yeah." He Chongtian responded hoarsely, picked up the bowl, stood up, took away the toothbrush bag, and entered the bathroom.

When he came out after brushing his teeth with hangover soup as mouthwash, Chen Xiangyin dropped his shoulders: tired.

He Chongtian buried his head in the crook of Chenxiang Yin's neck. Chen Xiangyin's ears were wet, and he heard the man's low and charming voice, "Is it okay if I sleep here?"

This time it was made very clear.