The Goddess President's Personal Soldier King

"You...can you hug me for a while longer?" Chun Mei asked with a request, her eyes shining brightly.

Ye Chen put his arm around her swan-like neck, threw away the cigarette, and then touched the hardcover English version of "Gone with the Wind".

"Your hobby?" Ye Chen asked.

"Yeah, why, did it surprise you?" Chunmei was puzzled.

Ye Chen blinked, "There is indeed a little bit."

"Do you think I'm pretending?" Chunmei said very directly.

"No, this novel is the original English version, and it requires a very high level of English to comprehend the mysteries in it. Generally, very few people have such a high level."

"You have a high level of bed, so you can't allow others to have a high level of English?" Chunmei said coquettishly.

"How do you know that my level in bed is high?" Ye Chen asked with a smirk.

"I... I've tried it." Chunmei said shyly with her eyebrows lowered.

"I have improved recently, do you want to try again?"

"Oh, don't talk about that, let's talk about this book."

"This book is not bad. I read it once, and it's not bad." Ye Chen said lightly.

"You...you can understand!"

Facing the girl's question, Ye Chen just smiled, "I can understand it a bit, if there are some illustrations with no clothes in it, maybe I can understand it."

It was only then that Chunmei remembered that the gangster in front of her had graduated from Harvard University and was proficient in eight languages.

Why does God want to concentrate the incarnations of angels and devils on one person?

Chunmei didn't have time to think about it, and asked casually: "Does a big man also like to read this kind of book?"

"Actually, a friend of mine bought it. I have nothing to do, so I took a look." Ye Chen said.

"Oh? It should be your girlfriend, right?" A hint of cunning flashed in Chunmei's eyes.

Ye Chen was a little silent, his eyes looked at the void, soon.

Scenes of the past flashed by in his mind like movie clips.

I don't know how she is?

Is it dead or alive?

Soon, a woman with a black veil appeared in the man's mind.

A woman is like a rose in the night, stunning, beautiful and mysterious.

Chunmei waved her slender hands in front of him, "Do you remember her?"

But when she saw the man's expression, Qiaoyan froze immediately, and asked in a daze: "You...what's the matter with you?"

Ye Chen woke up from his memory, smiled, and his expression returned to normal, "It's nothing."

"You... your face just now was terrifying!"

"Is that so? Then let me ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Chunmei was puzzled.

"Isn't it more scary when I'm in bed?"

Chunmei let out a coquettish groan, and hit him softly with her little hand, and buried her head in his chest like a cute cat.

"I forgot to ask you, why do you like "Gone with the Wind"?" Ye Chen asked casually.

"I like that feeling. In fact, it was the title of the book that first attracted me. The word "Gone with the Wind" seems to be my life. In a strange city, facing this strange person, floating around, illusory, let me see the world. Good and evil, see the true nature of human nature."

Chunmei paused, and continued: "Slowly, I was attracted by the stories in it, "Gone with the Wind" is the only work of the American female writer Margaret Mitchell who has sharpened her sword for ten years. The most attractive part of the novel is Scarlett's personality and her love story. Her love is not the kind full of poetry and romance, but realistic and utilitarian. In order to achieve her goal, she even does not hesitate to use So why is her love story so fascinating? The reason is simple, it is real. It is the real situation that could happen in the situation set by the novel. The real thing may not be noble, but it is more It is close to people's life, so it is more popular with readers."

She talked endlessly, as if she was telling her own story.

Ye Chen opened his mouth slightly in surprise, "So you read a novel so seriously, just like you were serious when you were in bed!"

"You're going to die!" Chunmei said coquettishly.

"Before you die, why not satisfy me first." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"Wait a minute, yes... be gentle with others."

"No problem, Mr. Cang wears so little every time, why don't you learn from him, that's only fair." Ye Chen untied the little girl's remaining clothes one by one.

Chunmei in the car looked at the man and became timid and shy. She put on the clothes that he had stripped off.

"You have a bad habit."

Ye Chen said something lightly, and then the two of them tactfully lingered.

There was no limit to the rain and dew for a while, so Ye Chen happily unzipped the zipper on her short skirt this time.

Soon, the slender tits hidden behind the black stockings were exposed.

Chunmei was hummed again and again by Ye Chen, and the trace of resistance in her mind disappeared quickly.

Afterwards, her body was so smooth, like a pearl in the night, dazzling and dazzling.

10 minutes, half an hour, an hour...

It didn't know how long it took, but finally, she was completely melted by him.

When Chunmei got out of the car, her legs suddenly went limp.

Then she couldn't help but staggered backwards, and just when she was panicking, a big hand held her tightly.

Her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she said coquettishly: "You are necrotic, your legs can't stand anymore."

Ye Chen smiled slightly, "A certain person seemed to be very aggressive just now. I like to help others the most, especially a beautiful girl like you."

A trace of anger flashed across Chunmei's beautiful eyes, "Hmph, you bastard is so good at taking advantage of it, I hate it!"

She was supported by Ye Chen into the co-pilot, but her delicate body was still weak.

She had no choice but to lean on the seat, as if she had collapsed, her face flushed and embarrassed, and she looked at him with a complicated expression.

Ye Chen smiled charmingly: "Baby, you look at me like this, do you want to come again?"

What?Again?

"No! I know a western restaurant, let's go eat." Chunmei suggested.

"Okay, you will have the strength to have a married life when you are full." Ye Chen smiled charmingly, and then started the car.

"Can't you think of something else in your head?" Chunmei said coquettishly.

"Can you please?"

"Well, this is fine."

"Can I do something with you?"

"I hate it, I can't!" Chun Mei pouted her mouth and pretended to be angry.

Ye Chen followed Chunmei to a western restaurant named Lovers in Paris. After walking in, an elegant western instrument played soft tones slowly, making people very comfortable.

The decoration here reveals a strong sense of Parisian romance, the fragrance is bright, and the room is full of romance.