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Chapter 221 Did you go to the countryside to play mud?

Chapter 221 Did you go to the countryside to play mud?

"Can you get up by yourself?" James asked kindly, looking down at her.

Kong Xinyao's howling gradually turned into a low choked sob, she slumped on the ground and raised her head to James and shook her head.

"Take it away and call her a doctor." Beiming Haoting swept across her crying face with a complicated expression, and turned his gaze to James.

"Yes, Master."

James curled his lips, picked Kong Xinyao up and carried her out of the room with a look of disgust.

The ground was spotlessly clean, with no blood on it.

The doctor checked Kong Xinyao, she just had a congested tire and sprained her ankle.

James pointed at the two bodyguards and ordered them to send Kong Xinyao away.

Afterwards, James summoned all the servants and bodyguards, and sent them a photo of Kong Xinyao, so that they could recognize Xiaosan's true face and not allow her to step into the castle in the future.

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Alan used the gold card given by Kong Xinyao to open the most luxurious presidential suite in the hotel, and helped Yan Chuyan, who was drunk, take the elevator to the room.

The room card that Kong Xinyao gave him was in Yan Chuyan's name.

This is the reward Beiming Haoting gave her for donating blood.

70% of the Beiming family's property belongs to Yan Chuyan, and 30% belongs to the company's shareholders and descendants of the Beiming family.

Speaking of, Chuyan's wealth is all controlled and managed by Beiming Haoting.

……

Allen took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera, adjusted the angle and fixed it on the TV table opposite the big bed.

He adjusted the heating temperature very high. Yan Chuyan was drunk, and her body was already a little hot. After entering the room, she felt that a ball of fire was roasting herself.

She subconsciously ripped off the thick woolen coat and threw it on the big clean white bed. The nurse's uniform set off her rosy white skin extremely seductively.

Allen drank a glass of red wine in one gulp, put down the glass, and stared at her with narrowed eyes.

Yan Chuyan's blurred eyes swept across his face, hiccupped in a daze, pointed at him with a smirk and said, "Hehehe, Beiming Haoting, why do you have two heads, is this a new sorcery? "

Allen couldn't understand what she was saying, he was stunned for a moment, and moved closer to her.

Yan Chuyan staggered, and fell into Alan's arms, caressing his face with warm little hands.

The rough skin was a bit unfamiliar, Yan Chuyan pushed him away, slowly raised her eyes, and fixedly looked at him with narrowed almond eyes.

Blue eyes, slightly blond curly hair.

It was Beiming Haoting.

"Hey, big stupid cat, why did you get so many black things on your face, did you go to the countryside to play in the mud today? No, you are not a big stupid cat, you are now a tabby cat..." Yan Chu Yan Yue It became more and more uncomfortable as she continued to speak, her throat felt hot and uncomfortable, she swallowed, and rubbed his face with her small and smooth palm.

The nails scratched his cheeks lightly, trying to dig out the "mud" on his face...

"Big tabby cat, I'm so hot, take a bath, let's go take a bath, your face is full of mud, go..." Yan Chuyan dragged his arm drunkenly and walked towards the bathroom.

Tabby cat?
Allen's body tightened, and his male desire was easily aroused. He frowned and stared at Yan Chuyan in place.

"Let's go..." Yan Chuyan pulled him.

Suddenly, Allen grabbed her waist and pushed her hard onto the bed.

In the next second, a strong body of nearly 1.8 meters bullied him, and a terrifying black shadow enveloped him.

"Well, you go away... It stinks, did you go to the countryside and fall into a latrine?"

Yan Chuyan avoided him, and her small body nimbly passed under his arms.

(End of this chapter)

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