The Goddess President's Personal Soldier King

Then, Ye Chen breathed on her swan-like neck.

"Ye Chen...I...I want you..."

"Sha, do you think the word husband is actually better?"

Mona Lisa bit her lips lightly, her beautiful eyes were half closed, she pressed her sexy red lips to Ye Chen's ear, and said softly, "Well, that's right, hubby."

The charming cry is like a whispering voice, and it's like a candle that ignites a flame.

Ye Chen's chest was filled with blood, and a flame was instantly ignited.

He put his arms around the beauty's graceful waist, and then bit her lips.

This bite was a little heavy, a little ruthless, and a little crazy.

That feeling is wonderful, cool and slippery, making people intoxicated.

The night is so quiet, the lights are so charming, and the bar is so passionate.

The two just kissed, kissed, and lingered so recklessly.

It was as if the world had stopped, silently praying, blessing, and even feeling happy for the two of them.

At this time, Mona Lisa's upper lip was gently brushed by Ye Chen's tongue, and then replaced with her lower lip, Mona Lisa was already out of breath.

Then, the man's tongue lightly licked the woman's clenched teeth.

Women know that this is the signal to knock on the door.

As a result, her tightly closed teeth burst open, and the man's hot and crazy tongue rolled in, surging and surging!

Mona Lisa was leaning on the bar like that, with both hands on it, her pretty face raised high, her swan-like neck was unobstructed, and even the bulging snow-white under the neck could be seen.

Her eyes are slightly closed, her sexy mouth is opening and closing, opening and closing,

Every time the two people's tongues collided, Mona Lisa's heart trembled, and her delicate body couldn't help trembling.

She panted softly, "Uh...husband, why are you so bad?"

"Wife, why am I broken?" During the interval between speaking, Ye Chen did not forget to continue to work hard.

"Your tongue is around my tongue, always around, always around, what do you want?" Mona Lisa said coquettishly.

"Sha, you know what I want." Ye Chen smiled charmingly.

"Oh, I... I'm almost dizzy by you."

"Sha, do you like being fucked by me like this?" Ye Chen asked with a smirk.

Mona Lisa nodded, the domineering aura of the boss of the blood gang has long since dissipated.

At this moment, she has undoubtedly become a little girl next door.

"Husband, it's not a good word to make..." Mona Lisa said, panting heavily.

"Sha, it doesn't sound good to shoot a cannon, but isn't the process fun?" Ye Chen asked.

Mona Lisa thought for a while, then nodded silently.

The top is kissing wildly, and the bottom is not idle.

Ye Chen's two hands have slowly started rubbing the woman's soft waist.

Although separated by clothes, this hazy feeling makes people yearn even more, more exciting, and more able to arouse the flames in the hearts of two people.

He was like a bloodthirsty demon, fiercely sucking the woman's juice.

At this moment, his hand slipped quietly along her graceful waist.

keep falling, keep...

Until his hands got into her skirt.

But she was startled suddenly, suddenly all of her mind was filled with the dead figure of Xiaopang!

That bloody look made her break free from Ye Chen's embrace.

Ye Chen was neither upset nor angry.

Instead, he gently stroked her hair, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Sha."

"Husband... little... chubby..."

Ye Chen understood immediately, it seemed that she couldn't let go of that matter.

It's no wonder that his most trusted brother betrayed him and was killed by himself. Whoever he was, would be unhappy for a long time.

"Little fool, it's been so long, don't think about it, I promise you, I will find out who is hiding behind Xiaopang."

Ye Chen smiled, and gently pinched her pretty Qiong nose.

"I'm sorry husband, I spoiled your interest, let's continue."

Hearing this, Ye Chen was slightly taken aback.

This woman endured great pain and tried her best to take care of her feelings.

At that moment, Ye Chen felt that she was worthy of his love all her life!

The image of Mona Lisa suddenly became a lot more majestic in his heart!

"Sha, why don't we solve the matter of Xiaopang's mastermind behind the scenes, do you have any news?" Ye Chen asked.

"There is a fortune teller in the west of the city. He has known the past life and future life for hundreds of years, and he is well versed in the affairs of the world. Maybe he can get some news from him."

Mona Lisa said slowly.

"It's not too late, let's go find him now." Ye Chen suggested.

"But I'm afraid he won't agree. It's said that he's very stubborn, he doesn't take softness, he doesn't take toughness, and fortune-telling depends on his mood." Mona Lisa glanced at the night outside, and said a little worried.

"I don't believe there is anyone in this world who is not afraid of death. Believe me, he will solve our doubts." Ye Chen said seriously.

Mona Lisa hesitated slightly, but finally nodded silently.

The night is thick and the lights are bright.

In the busy city, there are only a few cars running fast.

The cafe that was supposed to close had to extend its business hours because of the arrival of two people.

Ye Chen and Mona Lisa sat by the window and ordered two cups of coffee.

Ye Chen lit a cigarette and smoked silently.

His dark eyes flickered in the smoke.

He looked at a door not far away, with two large characters written on it: Wash your hair!

The pink light set off those two words in an extraordinarily ambiguous way.

"Where are we going?" Ye Chen pointed to the shampoo room outside and asked calmly.

"Yes." Mona Lisa replied.

"Do fortune tellers tell fortunes, or do they sell them?" Ye Chen was slightly taken aback.

"It's a fortune teller, but I don't know if it will be sold or not." Mona Lisa said quietly.

"Are you familiar with him?" Ye Chen asked again.

"I'm not familiar with you. I met you once a long, long time ago. It's been a long, long time." Mona Lisa said while looking at the night outside.

"Is he really good at fortune-telling?" Ye Chen expressed doubts.

"Very powerful." Mona Lisa replied decisively.

"How powerful is it?" Ye Chen took a sip of coffee and spat it out again.

Mona Lisa looked at the man's appearance and smiled slightly, "I don't know, others say he is amazing."

"Who is the other?"

"I don't know, there are many people anyway."

"Then why don't we go in."

"Because he only meets people at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night for fortune-telling."

"This guy is pretty good at playing tricks." Ye Chen took a puff of cigarette slowly.

At this time, Heizi walked in from the outside.

"Boss, Mr. Ye, it will be twelve o'clock in ten minutes."

"Let's go." Mona Lisa said, then got up to leave.

"Don't worry, we should have another cup of coffee and rest for a while." Ye Chen said flatly.