I Don’t Want To Be Popular

On the campus of Nantah University, two o'clock late at night.

Chen Chuan enjoyed a dream-like meeting. It was very straightforward. The school bachelor of Nantah directly squatted down and verbally greeted the sudden arrival of her favorite husband in her most sincere and enthusiastic way. It was obvious that she really I am very happy, devoted, and enjoy.

Her emotion of wishing to contribute everything she had also touched Chen Chuan, causing Chen Chuan to come out of the nightmare in [The Dream of the Soldier King] and get her gentle comfort in her mood.

That kind of soft, soft feeling is wrapped in all directions, which makes people feel peaceful, but also affected by her enthusiasm and devotion, as if being in a passionate campus love.

"Husband, Mengyue likes this... I love you... I miss you..." The school girl squatting on the ground raised her head and muttered sincerely.

Chen Chuan pulled her up, turned her back, and slowly approached her.

"Hi..." The school girl whispered softly.

...

The morning sun shines into the graduate dormitory of Nanjing University.

On the narrow single bed, Zhang Mengyue lays softly on Chen Chuan's broad chest like water, her silk is like a waterfall, spreading softly on the sturdy and well-proportioned chest muscles. The well-proportioned breath showed that the little wild cat, who had been tired all night, was sleeping. Even if she is young and in good health, she can't stand the constant violence all night out.

Chen Chuan hugged her, enjoying the dawn of August, and for a moment he felt that he was holding her tender and beautiful young wife. I also wanted to give her everything that she could give, so as not to let her miss a half of the touch. I don't know if this touch is a kind of love.

It is undeniable that people are really attracted to each other, and there are so-called "feels".

Some girls are beautiful and well-built. It's okay to play a friendly game and double row together, but after the interest, they will be dull.

And this one in his arms, from the night when he first came to Yucheng in May, when he first saw Zhang Mengyue, a Southwestern University college Hua, introduced by his subordinate Feng Qingzhong, there was a kind of throbbing in his heart. She went back to the dormitory, which is the graduate dormitory. At the door of the dormitory, they hugged her by appointment. After the kiss, the two entered the room and stepped into the subject. There was no extra word, as if they were destined to be like this since they met.

After that night, I really felt the clingy and attractiveness of this school girl. I have left deep memories in the car on the riverside, the bay window of the hotel, the bathroom, the campus and other places.

The sweet spring water seemed to flow endlessly.

"Is this just not getting tired of playing?" Chen Chuan said to himself, sighing.

The girl in her arms snorted softly, as if she was half-asleep and half-awake. "My husband is not tired of playing. It is the greatest reward to Mengyue. Mengyue will never love her husband enough."

While talking, sister Mengyue turned over again.

"Hey, don't toss, go to sleep." Chen Chuan fiddled with Mengyue's hair and looked at her fair and tender face, beautiful eyes and the surrounding silkworms, and there seemed to be a little dark circle around her. He still has spare energy, after all, it is the time of the bull breaking in the morning, but he can't bear to ruin this girl any more, she is about to fall apart.

Zhang Mengyue stretched out her hand to hold it, and chuckled in exclamation: "How can Mengyue let her husband be at this time? Mengyue is going to be a juicer~"

While talking, she kissed and licked up like a kitten.

Touching her long hair, Chen Chuan really thinks that this is a well-behaved, beautiful, gentle and cute little stunner, suitable for pampering and outputting vigorously.

The night of the day.

It was Wu Zongtai who invited guests to dinner.

During the day, Chen Chuan had originally agreed to go shopping with Dr. Hetian.

But because I met Zhang Mengyue, I went to Dr. Tian.

On WeChat, Dr. Tian sent a frantic "?????"

Chen Chuan looked at the full screen of question marks, as if seeing Doctor Tian stomping his feet madly.

Chen Chuan: Something happened temporarily last night...

Doctor Tian:?

Chen Chuan: If you want to listen to my explanation, I'll just talk about...

Doctor Tian:?

Chen Chuan: Originally, I was planning to take a nap, and then wake up to find you in the morning...

Doctor Tian:? ? ?

Chen Chuan: In the end, I fell asleep halfway through and had an unpleasant nightmare. After waking up, I went to find someone, and then the whole night and morning...

Doctor Tian:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Chen Chuan typed "Or else" and clicked to send it. It displayed [Doctor Tian opens friend verification, you are not his (her) friend, please send a friend verification request first].

This is... I have been "deleted as my friend" by the other party, and the other party cannot receive this message.

"Do you want to delete friends?" Chen Chuan looked at the phone.

Confirming that he had been deleted by Tian Bailing's friend, Chen Chuan screened his phone and stood on the side of the road.

Three black Maybachs approached slowly.

The door opened and several black suits got out of the car, led by Li Jianchao.

Li Jianchao waved his hand and said, "Brother Chen, I'm not here late. Wu Zongtai's bureau is scheduled for seven o'clock in the evening.

"No." Chen Chuan looked at his watch. It was five o'clock in the afternoon.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on Yucheng, a big city by the river, with people coming and going on the street.

Chen Chuan looked at Li Jianchao and the black suits he was carrying, and frowned slightly.

Because Chen Chuan was tempered by the Lingguo Spirit Medicine, he can say that he never forgets in his memory. He can recognize the few men next to Li Jianchao. They were all in the [Bingwang Dreamland] last night. Those who went to South Africa together.

"Liu Neng? Xu Jingyun? Hua Zi, Wang Tianlai?" Chen Chuan looked at these black suits and called their names.

Several black suits nodded together, bent over and bowed: "Brother Chen!"

Chen Chuan met these people for the first time in reality. Their names and nicknames were known from the [Bingwang Dreamland] last night.

Li Jianchao triumphantly: "Brother Chen, do you also know their names? These are all masters in the domestic fighting circle. My highly paid subordinates are capable of fighting. Recently, they are undergoing gun training. If you want to go abroad in the future, bring them. Get on them and you will be foolproof."

Chen Chuan smiled helplessly, thinking that in the dream of last night, these people, together with themselves, were aimed at by Gatling on the gunship in the air, and surrounded by trucks of local strength in South Africa. The trucks were heavily armed. Fire personnel.

These subordinates seem to be fierce and fierce, but... in the face of absolute firepower, they are all living targets.

Especially in front of the wheelchair man's AWM sniper rifle, one shot at a time, these people fell one by one.

"Don't go abroad recently. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Chen Chuan exhorted.

"What?" Li Jianchao said, "In South Africa, there seems to be a situation, I have to go and see. Our mineral company was sued by the local [Seravi Group], the old boy Simer, opened his mouth for 5 billion dollars. The mining royalties! What's the matter, I won't give him some color, he thinks we are good bullies?"

Chen Chuan rubbed his temples, and sure enough... This was also in [Bingwang Dreamland]. Is that dreamland really a deduction and prediction of reality?

Thinking of this, Chen Chuan said: "Listen to me, don't go abroad recently, and the dispute with [Seravi Group], let's communicate online first."

"Okay, listen to you, boss, let's not talk about [Seravi Group] tonight, let's go to Wu Zongtai's appointment first." Li Jianchao took out his cigarette and handed it to Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan came, and Li Jianchao lit a cigarette.

Since it is still early, the two now smoke on the street.

Li Jianchao looked at Chen Chuan and asked with a smile: "Brother Chen, he looks good. Which girl from Yucheng was nourished last night? There is plenty of water..."