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Looking at the good relationship between Tang Jinjin and Leng Che.

Zhao Meiyan stood there like an outsider who was isolated from the outside.

"You two chat, I'll go find Master Leng, I won't bother you." Zhao Meiyan was not ignorant, but very happy.

After she went out, she also closed the door for the two of them.

Now, the two who were about to play the game looked at each other.

"Jinjin, let's go, it's up to the two of us." Leng Che put the phone in his pocket, and smiled wickedly.

The smile is mysterious and has a bit of whistling.

Tang Jinjin immediately smiled, packed up the hair dryer, got up and followed Leng Che.

The two tiptoed to the door, opened it gently, and followed Zhao Meiyan's footsteps to the third floor.

As soon as Tang Jinjin's gossip came up, her feet didn't hurt anymore, and she could walk numbly, and everything was fine.

Not only that, but excited like a child.

Typical, wrecking duo.

The villa is very quiet, so any movement will be magnified.

Zhao Meiyan hummed a little tune, and when she went to Leng Yanchi's study, she knocked on the door specially.

This villa is a wedding room. In order to make the relationship between the two of them progress, the bathroom is only available in the wedding room in the master bedroom.

After Leng Yanchi searched around, he found that the bathrooms had been converted into toilets, so he had to give up and went back to the study.

As soon as I sat down and picked up my phone, I heard Zhao Meiyan's knock on the door.

"Master Leng."

The gentle calling sound like water, even if any man hears such a voice in such a quiet night, his bones will be numb.

However, when Leng Yanchi heard this, he frowned slightly.

"Master Leng? Are you in the study? Can I come in?"

"Yes." Leng Yanchi replied in a deep voice.

Just as she put down her phone, Zhao Meiyan and Pingting walked over.

"Master Leng, are you busy?"

As soon as Zhao Meiyan entered the study, she was attracted by the oversized wedding photos hanging on the wall of the study.

The man in the photo is as handsome as a god, and Tang Jinjin, who is nestled in his arms, has a sweet smile.

The pure white wedding dress, luxurious jewelry, the most striking thing is her youthful and bright temperament.

Whether it's face or figure, Zhao Miyan is jealous.

Moreover, in the enlarged wedding photo, when the two looked at each other, there was a kind of affection in their eyes.

Like a real couple!
Zhao Meiyan's pupils trembled when she saw the photo.

The tenderness and pampering in Leng Yanchi's eyes are not deceiving.

The jealousy that had been quelled with great difficulty suddenly flared up again.

"Young Master Leng, aren't you acting on occasion? Why do you put up so many wedding photos? After you get divorced, won't these photos be embarrassing?"

Zhao Meiyan stepped forward, glanced at the wedding photos hanging on the wall, and then looked at Leng Yanchi softly with watery eyes.

Leng Yanchi sat there quietly, his sharp-edged face covered with a faint shadow.

Hearing this, those quiet and deep black eyes raised calmly: "It's just a photo."

After understating it, Leng Yanchi looked at the photo frame on the table.

The wedding photos were taken in a hurry, and it took only one day.

But the effect is excellent, and Tang Jinjin is also very photogenic.

When you look at it suddenly, you really feel like a husband and wife.

Leng Yanchi stared at Tang Jinjin's photo, the corners of her tightly pursed lips rose slightly, and there was a doting smile on the tip of her brow.

That kind of unknowing expression made Zhao Meiyan really flustered.

She took a deep breath, and walked to Leng Yanchi with a forced smile.

With courage, she slowly sat down on his desk, and lifted her skirt up, revealing her beautiful legs.

Leng Yanchi looked at the black eyes in the wedding photo and sank.

He calmly continued to maintain the sitting posture and eyes.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Zhao Meiyan put one hand on the desk, let her body lean back slightly, and then

"Young Master Leng, you promised me that you would marry me and give our child a home. I believed it, so I didn't take away the child in my stomach and became pregnant without a name, but Young Master Leng..."

Zhao Meiyan spoke in a whiny voice, pretending to caress her thigh casually.

"These things need to be done slowly." Leng Yanchi replied calmly.

Then he closed his eyes and leaned back on the big chair.

Seeing that he was not angry, Zhao Meiyan became more courageous.

She gently approached Leng Yanchi.

Those lingering eyes fell on Leng Yanchi's unparalleled handsome face.

Staring at his cold eyebrows, his high and straight nose, and his thin lips with a hint of cherry color, they combined into a perfectly stunning face.

Even if he closed his eyes and leaned there, that slender figure still had a cold and tough aura.

Normally, Zhao Meiyan would not dare to approach her.

But at this moment, she felt that Leng Yanchi belonged to her alone, and she would soon become his woman.

"Yanchi..." Zhao Meiyan softly whispered in Leng Yanchi's ear, her eyes fascinated.

"I love you."

Men are indifferent.

The scent of perfume that hits the face, the fragrance is elegant and attractive, it is not a low-quality perfume smell, but it also makes Leng Yanchi unhappy.

In memory, the fragrance on her body is not like this.

The sweet and greasy fragrance lingers in the nose, refreshing and tempting to commit crimes.

Looking at this perfect and handsome man up close, Zhao Meiyan felt like her heart was pounding, and she was also consciously excited.

When putting Leng Yanchi on the big bed in the bedroom, Zhao Meiyan gently took off Leng Yanchi's shoes.

"Young Master Leng, the doctor said that you can have intercourse in three months. The bride today is not me, but you can give me the wedding night, okay?"

Leng Yanchi opened her eyelids a little, and stared dangerously at Zhao Meiyan.

When Zhao Meiyan agreed with his silent eyes, she became more active. She gently unbuttoned a few buttons of her dress: "Tonight you are mine, and I am yours."

The indifference in Leng Yanchi's eyes became more and more apparent, but when he heard the movement, he still sat there as steady as a mountain.

Just as Zhao Meiyan finished speaking, there was a click, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

Zhao Meiyan wanted to turn on the light on the wall, but before she could press it, a strange light suddenly lit up by the window.

The hideous and terrifying skull seems to be dripping with blood!Like a ghost crawling out of hell!
"Ah!!" Zhao Meiyan was taken aback!Her face turned pale, and goosebumps stood up all over her body.

"Ghost, ghost!!" In a hurry, Zhao Meiyan wanted to pounce on Leng Yanchi.

Can be missed.

The man who was sitting on the chair just now was not there.

"Young Master Leng! Where are you, Young Master Leng?"

"Ahh..." The ghost moved slowly, suffocating with terror.

Just imagine, Haoduanduan suddenly seemed to be in a haunted house and was haunted by ghosts. The feeling of fear was so overwhelming.

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights flicked on again.

Zhao Meiyan saw Leng Yanchi who got up and walked to the table, in the blink of an eye, she seemed to be frightened out of her mind.

"Master Leng, there is a ghost! There is a ghost there!" Zhao Meiyan was trembling all over.

Just now he still had an alluring appearance, but now his hair is disheveled and his clothes are disheveled.

Leng Yanchi glanced at it and immediately turned away and walked to the door.

Pull the door open directly.

Tang Jinjin, who hid outside and listened, laughed and his whole body trembled.

Before he could laugh twice, a pair of shiny leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of him.