Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1369 He is here He is here, the man who looks like the pope

Millions of Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles severely rear-ended a silver-white BMW supercar. The front of the Mercedes-Benz was severely deformed and smoke continued to erupt. The spacious six-lane road soon became a serious traffic jam.

Qing Yaoji's eyes were half closed, pretending to be half awake, and vaguely, she could feel the noise outside the car window. Someone was knocking on her window because she locked the car and the door could not be opened.

So, it's useless to pretend to be dizzy, you have to open the door.

Raising her head knocked on the steering wheel, Qing Yaoji's face was still faint, and she found that her car was full of people, a trace of impatientness flashed through her eyes, and the blood continued to stay along her sideburns because of her spiritual power. For the sake of her, her wounds cannot heal by themselves, so that they can not be seen through.

The owner of the BMW car who was chased by her was a glamorous, fashionable and fashionable woman as beautiful as a celebrity. She was jeweled and dressed in high heels 165. She was very slender. She should be a rich second generation, or something else...

She didn't suffer any injuries, but her car was hit. She got out of the car furiously, patted the Mercedes-Benz window, and sneered, "Come down! Don't play dead in it!"

And beside the BMW woman, are the four men following Qing Yaoji.

The car door opened.

The cool breeze is blowing on her face, the fragrant fragrance, the light is faint like a veil, covering the beautiful woman who walked off the car Shi Shiran. Although her forehead was injured, she seemed to wear a halo again, still beautiful as if she could Let people forget their troubles, forget time, and hold their breath.

Blood drops dripped to the ground like small red flowers.

The misty eyebrows of Handai in the distant mountains are lightly drawn, and the look between the eyebrows is faint, elegant as god, graceful and luxurious, temperament like orchid, slightly messy hair bun, Qing Yaoji stood on the window of the car under the hazy eye screen. In front of the BMW woman, she is more than a head of the BMW woman, almost condescending to look down on the rich and fashionable BMW woman in front of her.

Under the sun, between the spacious roads, at that moment, everyone's eyes focused on Qing Yaoji, a stunning creature that can cause a visual impact on anyone's soul.

Even the wealthy BMW girl who was hit by her car and was furiously stunned in place, tilted her head up, her little mouth painted with pearly pink lipstick, slightly opened, looking up to the goddess to descend, not profanity, her eyes gleaming like Stars twinkled admiringly, staring at Qing Yaoji.

The four men who followed her for three days were completely stunned when they saw Qing Yaoji at such a close distance. One of them was talking on the phone and dropped his hand to the ground sluggishly.

The creamy porcelain-white skin can be broken in the sun, without any blemishes, eyebrows and eyebrows are dazzling, the luxurious black cheongsam with white phoenix embroidered her graceful figure.

Qing Yaoji remained silent, like a smile but not a smile, condescendingly overlooking the beautiful woman who was originally furious.

"You...you hit my car..."

The originally arrogant and arrogant girl of the BMW, who was watched by Qing Yao, who was tall and perfect as a goddess in front of her, gradually became ashamed and shy. She wanted to avoid Qing Yaoji's gaze, but was suddenly strangled by Qing Yaoji's hand. Jaw.

The softly cool jade-like cat, after pinching the exquisite chin of the rich BMW girl, forced her to raise her head and look at herself.

Suddenly, the forehead was still bleeding, but the indifferent Qing Yaoji smiled faintly, dazzling and charming, and bewitchingly slowly said: "Sorry, can I pay you for a new car? The beautiful girl should be worth having more. Good car..."

At the end of the speech, Qing Yaoji was gentle like a loving mother, and like an aggressive goblin, she took the rich BMW girl into her arms and smoothed her long hair.

And the wealthy BMW girl, who was embraced by Qing Yaoji in her arms like a child, was very docile and well-behaved. Hearing this, she was taken aback, staying in Qing Yaoji's arms and shook her head, "No...no more. Myself……"

"It's okay, take my heart." After saying that, Qing Yaoji let go of the BMW girl, went into the car, took out her platinum bag, took out a bank card, handed it to the woman, and bent over , Attached to her ear, "The password is behind the card, keep it safe."

Qing Yaoji is the existence of male and female killers.

Therefore, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, as long as she sees her deity's face up close and makes eye contact with her, no one can escape.

The BMW woman looked ashamed, she squeezed her card tightly, as if she put it away as a treasure, she hardly dared to raise her eyes and look at Qing Yaoji, but shyly asked, "I'll take you to the hospital...you are injured." ..."

The BMW female voice just fell, and suddenly there was a huge helicopter roar over their heads.

A black helicopter that was allowed to fly low in the city with a flying permit suddenly hovered over their head on the empty road and was slowly descending.

The road was congested and there was no place to land, so when the helicopter descended three meters above the ground gently, the cabin door opened.

Perceiving the arrival of an unexpected guest, Qing Yaoji remained indifferent, but got into the damaged car, took out a pack of tissues, and kept wiping the blood on her forehead against the car window.

Someone jumped off the helicopter.

Five black bodyguards, and a man wearing white silk gloves and holding a cane full of stars and silver diamonds.

The handsome and slender man looks like the great lord of the British Tudor dynasty. He is noble and elegant, mysterious and handsome. He is straight in a black suit. The silver-white hair is carefully treated with hair oil. He is over-white and handsome with deep facial features. , Those rare blue and green eyes had a gentle gentleman's smile, exuding the ultimate mysterious and mature charm.

He is like the pope of the European royal family in the medieval Renaissance, noble and unattainable, sacred and hopeful, that is enough to make any woman crazy, reveals a peerless beauty with exotic style, and reveals a beauty that can compete with Qing Yaoji. Beauty.

He came, he came, he jumped from the helicopter and walked towards Qing Yaoji...

The scene that Qing Yaoji reflected through the car window, saw a handsome foreign man walking towards her behind her.

The four men who followed her for three days whispered to him first.

Then the man, as if he couldn't wait to see her under strong pressure, calmly came from a stride.

When going out, wearing silky white gloves, holding a silver cane studded with diamonds, dressing formally and elegantly, like a royal family, with a mysterious and fatal charm in his elegant and noble manner.

Looking at the silhouette of the man reflected in the car window, Qing Yaoji had an idea in her heart, the basic character of this man, and the hobby of this man.

She dared to conclude that this man did not like soft and gentle women, nor wild and hot, and even less dignified and intellectual. He was an extremely demanding person, and he had extremely high requirements for perfection in dealing with everything and people. , He likes anything perfect.

"Are you ok?"

Behind him, there was a man's mellow and charming micro-magnetism like an expensive foreign wine, like a classical piano, mysterious and gentleman.

(End of this chapter)