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

Chen Xiang inserted his hands into the hair on both sides of his head and grabbed it.

The narrow bed made of pure cotton and soft floral flowers is occupied by a muscular man who is 1.95 meters tall.

There was nothing she could do about holding the crane in the sky, so she couldn't throw it out to him cruelly?

"Ah!" Chen Xiangyin exclaimed.

He Chongtian suddenly hugged her around the waist, and the feeling of weightlessness was too intense.

The warning of danger and the pounding heart beat loudly at the same time. He reached the sky with his long arms and crossed her neckline and wrapped them behind her to hold her shoulders in place.

Chen Xiangyin pushed him and asked, "Why are you so drunk when you come here? How is Zhou Chengwang?"

After the casino shut down the Internet, there was a mess outside, but the outcome of Zhou Chengwang and Lin Qiaozhu has never been settled.

"The old leader asked me to bail Zhou Chengwang out tomorrow."

Chen Xiang stopped pushing and hitting in shock, and suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball.

A masculine scent mixed with the smell of alcohol and mint, spraying hot on the neck, is the lingering smile of the crane rising to the sky.

From time to time, she would whisper softly against the shell of her ear, speaking so slowly that only she could hear him.

"Have you missed me these past two days?"

Chen Xiang's head banged, and it was inexplicable.

Zhou Chengwang was about to be fished out, how could He Chongtian still laugh?

Even if you are optimistic by nature and can laugh, why would you ask her such a retarded question?

Chen Xiangyin raised his voice and asked seriously: "Where is Lin Qiaozhu? Also bail her out?"

"Yeah." He Chongtian adjusted his sleeping position, "Lin Qiaozhu's case is a little lighter. It's enough to sell the garage and pay a fine."

After swallowing with a clear sound in his ear, Chen Xiang moved the corner of his lips to cover the pad of He Tingtian's thumb.

He went on to say: "Zhou Chengwang's situation is big. The old leader misses his old friendship and doesn't want him to die in there. So he finally gave him a hand and resigned."

Agarwood let go of the hanging heart. After all, Zhou Chengwang had a deep foundation. This was already a good result.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiangyin asked again: "When Zhou Chengwang retires, won't the position of the auditorium leader be vacant? Can anyone take over?"

He Chongtian lazily pinched Chen Xiangyin's earlobe, and said in a long and playful tone, "Agarwood Yin, I've slept for six hours in the past seven days. I had three drinks today, and the third game was two versus ten. After it's over, I just want to hold you and sleep well." How come you..."

There was a pause in speech, and He Chongtian pinched his earlobe with a little force.

Agarwood couldn't help but hissed.

He Chongtian then whispered: "That's all we're talking about?"

Chen Xiang sighed with relief and asked him, "Aren't you afraid of sudden death if you work so hard?"

He Chongtian smiled and said: "If you are lucky, you won't die so early."

Chen Xiangyin: "Okay, okay, stop talking and go to sleep quickly. Seven days and six hours. If I were you, I would fall asleep on the road before I can get here."

The crane soars into the sky and smiles again.

Chen Xiang looked at him: "Why are you laughing?"

He Tongtian shook his head and murmured softly, "It's so rude to say that."

Chen Xiangyin broke away from the embrace that exuded the woody aroma of burning, "Don't you like hearing it?"

"I like to listen..." His tone sounded like he was about to fall asleep, but his arms were tightly held.

Chen Xiangyin was not very sleepy. Looking at He's eyebrows that were so sharp and ink-drawn, they no longer had the sharp perverseness of the past, and seemed to have some warmth.

How can the same face have two different looks?

Those thin lips didn't look very heartless.

It was moist, dark red like blood, quite attractive.

He must have been extremely tired, and soon began to snore slightly, slowly and rhythmically.

Chen Xiangyin stretched his head forward, put it against the two thin lips, and took a brief sip.

It's hot, with a faint aroma of wine, and the spicy touch of old ginger in hangover soup.

With a gentle touch, the texture of his soft, thin lips became real inch by inch.

He suddenly felt palpitations. The bed was so narrow that he couldn't turn over, and the dim and flickering tungsten lamp made him feel hot.

There is no emotion, no final decision, only the heartbeat of the moment.

She felt alive.

……

In a certain high-end community, agarwood is attracted to the rooftop of a building.

The wind was howling and freezing. She wrapped her coat tightly, plugged in her earplugs, and sat cross-legged in meditation. He Chongtian left early in the morning to protect Zhou Chengwang and Lin Qiaozhu.

Chen Xiang led her to stay at Lin Qiaozhu's permanent residence.

His mind left his body and fell thirty-two floors, stopping outside the unit door.

Not long after, Lin Qiaozhu cringed and crossed her arms and got into the unit door.

Sure enough she went home.

Following along with her mind, Lin Qiaozhu's black stockings were torn a few times and she was feeling depressed. It seemed that she had been suffering a lot these days.

Lin Qiaozhu walked in, kicked off her muddy high heels, and headed straight to the bathroom with exhaustion.

Chen Xiang unintentionally watched the woman taking a bath, and her mind wandered to other rooms, searching everywhere.

The lightless grocery room was locked, and it was dark inside. The agarwood caused a sudden violent cramp in the internal organs.

She found it.

After Lin Qiaozhu took a shower, she slumped on the sofa and made a phone call. If she guessed correctly, the person opposite should be Master Gao Tianshi.

Chen Xiangyin couldn't get too close, fearing that Lin Qiaozhu, who was in harmony with the fox fairy, would notice.

Lin Qiaozhu had reached the limit of restraint, and her tone was still cold and violent.

"What a damn unlucky man, how could this old man be so useless!"

"It's all gone, it's all over!"

"You have to help me. I was the one who helped you connect the dots in the first place, so you..."

"Okay, I won't mention this..."

"You're right, I still have the Fox Immortal. As long as people are okay, there is always a chance to turn around."

"Agarwood plotted against me. She didn't know she was taking the wrong medicine. She seems to have a grudge against me!"

"She must die."

"Really?"

"I'm going to find you now."

Lin Qiaozhu hung up the phone, returned to her expressionless face, and glanced coldly at the grocery store.

He said to himself: "They all say that the master of the family is prosperous, but why is everything not going well for me..."

After saying that, he took a picture of his haggard face with his mobile phone screen, looking left and right to appreciate himself.

After watching for a while, Lin Qiaozhu gradually raised the corners of her lips, got up, changed clothes and went out.

Watching her walk away, Chen Xiang drew back his consciousness and took the elevator to the floor where Lin Qiaozhu's home was located.

According to the password lock code he just saw, Chen Xiangyin pressed it several times across the handkerchief.

The door opened.

A strange and complex strong aroma was pungent. Agarwood sneezed and went straight to the utility room.

A common small lock, Chen Xiangyin took out two black hairpins from his handbag and inserted them.

There was a click.

The lock is unlocked.

"It's you again." A charming voice suddenly came from the door, with a high tone.

Chen Xiang snorted and quickly took off her cinnabar-brushed locks.

Light came into the small utility room, and Chen Xiangyin could clearly see the furnishings inside.

A clay sculpture of a woman with clasped hands is enshrined on the desk. She is dressed in red and white skirt, with a white fox lying in front of her.

A vermilion tablet is erected at the back, red candles are lit on both sides, and an incense burner is turned upside down in front.

The flowers rotted and gave off a sour smell, and the tributes became moldy and hairy.

The whole altar was eerie and strange, which once again confirmed her suspicion.

"What are you doing here?!" Fox Fairy snapped, his voice sounding like it came from the abyss.

Chen Xiang said straight to the point: "Fox Fairy is smart, you can't guess what I'm here to do?"

The Fox Fairy snorted coldly: "You are really brave!"

Chen Xiangyin raised his hand and crushed the withered petals into mud. He rubbed his fingers in dark red and replied word by word: "Why are you so arrogant even after being a prisoner?"