Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1058 Handed over to Yang Song

Chen Dahai and his wife seldom think of that past.

They owe it to their son.

"We can't help it, someone else has a solution." Li Yufen said.

"Leave it to Yang Song." Chen Dahai said, "I heard that he went to buy a villa today."

"What villa did he buy? Wouldn't it be good for us to give him one?"

"That's too abrupt, Yang Song is not a greedy person."

Yang Song on the other side of the city: I think you don't understand me.

"Give him a piece of land, and build what kind of house you want." Chen Dahai asked his assistant for his phone back. : "That's right... that's the land. Let's transfer the property rights and give it to Yang Song. That's right, Yang Song from Baifeng Pavilion. Which other Yang Song is there in this world?"

"It will be done in three days."

In the villa area of ​​the East District, Chen Ming parked the car there, Yang Song provided the owner's information, and they were allowed to enter.

In front of Villa NO.12, Meng Shihan pinched Yang Song's waist: "Darling, didn't you mean a small house?"

This is clearly the largest one in the entire villa area.

Yang Songdao: "Learn to see the essence through the phenomenon. Isn't this villa just a collection of countless small houses?"

"Okay, don't make a fuss, go in and have a look, choose a room!"

There are no servants in the villa yet, but there are robot housekeepers and several cleaning robots under it.

It can also be called cleaning, the room is very clean, and the flowers in the vases on each table are blooming just right.

This is another gift that can only be bought when buying a villa.

Yang Song is in a great mood.

Chen Ming and Meng Shihan searched through the rooms on the first floor before running to the second floor.

Yang Song stopped him: "You are only allowed to choose from the first and second floors. The third floor is my room and Shihan's. You are not allowed to choose."

Shen Huaizhao ran upstairs first, Chen Ming smiled at Yang Song like an old driver, and ran away before Yang Song got angry.

Meng Shihan was still a little emotional, but Yang Song lied to her.

Yang Song, who was able to successfully catch up with his girlfriend and turn her into a fiancée, felt very confident.

Meng Shihan was angry, and he didn't care why, he just carried the man on his shoulders and went upstairs.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Meng Shihan hugged Yang Song in fear, and hugged her tightly, fearing that she would fall.

"Aren't you tired? I'll carry you. On the second floor, we have the latest massage chair in our room." Yang Song smiled.

He felt sorry for her being tired and having a massage chair.

Huh, there seems to be something missing.

"You mean our room?" Meng Shihan was very excited.

How many times has she used the beauty trick?Yang Song didn't take the bait in a daze, and even ignored it.

This time, are they finally going to live together?
"Yes." Yang Song changed the person into a princess hug, expecting to see his fiancée's blushing face.

"Are we in the same bedroom?"

"Correct."

"Same bed?"

"Yes."

The direction of the plot is different from what Yang Song expected.

Entering the room, I saw the huge bed.

Meng Shihan became even more excited: "Don't want the massage chair, don't want it, put it on the bed for me."

"What's wrong? Aren't you tired?" Chen Ming was a little puzzled.

"Don't worry about it, let me go up." Meng Shihan urged him by kicking his thigh.

Yang Song knelt on the bed and carefully put Meng Shihan on it.

Who knew, Meng Shihan hugged his neck and didn't let go, leaned back and brought Yang Song to the bed.

Well, stack high.

"Finally sleeping with you, I'm so happy!" Meng Shihan's pink lips turned bright red at some point, she stepped up without hesitation, rolled over and pushed Yang Song down.

Fuck!What a fierce woman did he find as his girlfriend?

Yang Song was so shocked that he had no time to think.

The daughter-in-law's waist is so flexible when she is stuck in her arms, and the daughter-in-law's back, the skin is as delicate as milk and silky as silk, especially those two balls of clear snow, which are really fruitful.

Of course, the most outstanding thing is the lips of the daughter-in-law, which is really unstoppable.

Yang Song's right hand is on the middle of the daughter-in-law's back, using the index finger and middle finger cleverly.

Clap, the sound of the iron button being opened was especially clear in the heat.

Yang Song was about to go further, but Meng Shihan suddenly backed away, and even pulled off the thin quilt to cover herself.

"What's wrong?" Why didn't you continue?The fire you lit.

Yang Song had countless questions.

Meng Shihan twitched, "I haven't taken a shower yet."

Yang Song: "What kind of bath? Didn't you take a bath before going out?"

"That's different." Meng Shihan squeezed the corner of the quilt: "Anyway, I have to take a shower, this night means different things to us."

What could be different?
Isn't that the beginning of that?
Yang Song said: "Then you wash it quickly, is 10 minutes enough?"

"Not enough, at least an hour."

"Can't you wash it faster?"

"It's already very fast." She used to wear various uniforms to hook up with Yang Song, and it took at least three hours to wash, so every corner of this body must be beautiful to the extreme.

Yang Song's veins bulged: "I can't wait for an hour."

In his current state, if Meng Shihan can't...

"That half an hour can't be less, this is our bridal night, we can't be careless. You don't want me to be pretty?"

"Grandma, you are already very beautiful!"

"It's not enough now." Meng Shihan raised her head and said, "I must amaze you and make you remember deeply."

So as not to be seduced by the coquettish sluts outside and run away.

Meng Shihan's logic is: as long as my mother is beautiful enough, the wild flowers outside won't be able to hook up with her man.

Yang Song: Then you go.

Meng Shihan wrapped herself in the quilt and went into the bathroom, looking at her back, Yang Song was very helpless: she was almost honest with each other just now, and she was so tightly wrapped, what's the point?
"Honey, I forgot to bring my battle uniform!" Meng Shihan's tone was surprised and nervous, not at all as charming and enchanting as when she pressed Yang Song below.

"Small things, small things." Yang Songxin said, "What kind of uniform do you wear?"Isn't it the same when the lights are turned off later? '

"No, you go and get it for me."

Yang Song: ...

"You mean to go back to Baifeng Pavilion and get it?"

That's more than half an hour.

What's more, there may be traffic jams now.

"Correct."

"Can't you take it?"

"No, you must have the battle suit." Meng Shihan was very firm: "If you don't go, I'll get it myself."

Yang Song complained in a low voice: "Then you come back and take a bath again."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Yang Song sighed, got up and drank a glass of ice water, and said before Meng Shihan could speak again: "Honey, you are really tired today, take a good rest, let's talk next time."

"Well, I went to sleep next door."

After speaking, the door slammed.

Meng Shihan heard it, and rushed out of the bathroom, and saw the empty room and the slightly messy bed.

After a long silence, she stomped her feet aggrievedly, her eyes were a little red:

"I didn't sleep with you again!"

How many times has she failed?It looks like it will succeed.

"Sooner or later, this dog man, I will make you cry and beg me for mercy!"

Meng Shihan had a good dream that night.

Yang Song almost stayed up all night.

(End of this chapter)