The wealthy family hides their marriage, and the chaebol boss spoils the petite wife

"Hold me, Yancheng, hold me tight..." Yu Qianqian's voice sounded like a dream, accompanied by rapid breathing and soft but sweet moans.

Her clothes were tightly attached to her body, outlining her curvaceous figure to her heart's content. The place that should be big is big, the place that should be small is small, and her slender waist is even more delicate like a wicker, which is not enough to hold.

Her white and tender hands tightly covered the faintly exposed corner of the lavender bodice, taking advantage of her white and tender skin, it made people imagine.

The painful, itchy and hot feeling wrapped her tightly, and she really had a complete breakdown. Her small appearance looked like a pink flower bud waiting to be released, inviting people to pick it.

A dignified, elegant and intellectual woman suddenly showed her coquettish and charming side, no man could resist it.

It's the same for Ming Yixun, not to mention that this is the woman he loves the most and wants the most. There seems to be a raging flame burning in his chest, and there are rivers and rivers rushing through his heart.

At this moment, he didn't want to watch her being tortured, he just wanted to help her get rid of the drug and share the love with her.

He stepped forward, held Yu Qianqian's hand tightly, and said to her softly, "Qianqian, may I help you?"

Nothing can help her now, the only thing that can help her is a man.

And Ming Yixun happened to be a veritable, vigorous man.

Seeing that she was still tormenting him in pain and did not respond to his words, Ming Yixun sat on the bed and hugged her tightly in his arms.

It's like a dying fish struggling in the dry land, suddenly being comforted by the water, Yu Qianqian stretched out her arms, tightly hooked Ming Yixun's neck, and put her red lips up...

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At this moment, after a scuffle on Pingting Island, both sides suffered casualties.

But the people brought by He Chuqiu were obviously superior. Gu Zichen retreated steadily, and finally, under the protection of the few remaining bodyguards, he boarded the submarine that had been prepared and left.

Ming Xingfeng was not so lucky, he was still in a coma and was caught by He Chuqiu's men.

He Chuqiu pleaded to Jun Yucheng: "Second Young Master Jun, our husband hopes to hand over Ming Xingfeng to him. He has some personal grievances with Ming Xingfeng's fiancée. I hope you can agree."

"What personal grievances?" Jun Yancheng didn't hear Ling Guying mention it, and felt a little curious.

"Personal grievances between men and women are often either money or love. We outsiders can't make it clear, are you right?" He Chuqiu spread his hands helplessly.

Juncheng pondered for a moment, and immediately agreed, "Leave it to Gu Ying. I need a helicopter now, and I want to go back as soon as possible."

He was thinking about Yu Qianqian very much in his heart, although he said that Yi Xun escorted her away, he felt very relieved.

However, he also knew very well that at that time Yu Qianqian fell into Gu Zichen's fascination water. This kind of fascination water was used by Gu Zichen to play with women. He had heard of it before, and there was no antidote. For women, only for men.

"The helicopter is ready, Second Young Master Jun can go back at any time." He Chuqiu said, leading him to the place where the plane stopped.

This plane is different from the "Lingyun", it is a small passenger plane, the plane is no different from ordinary passenger planes, it can accommodate about [-] people.

There are six first-class seats in the front row, which are completely isolated from the rear, and the rear is an economy seat.

He Chuqiu and Juncheng Cheng sat in the first class cabin, and everyone else sat in the economy class. After closing the isolation door, Junchun Cheng asked He Chuqiu with a serious expression: "Can you contact the service personnel of the 'Lingyun'?"

The Lingyun took off to Pingting Island hastily, and there was only one pilot and one female stewardess on board.

He Chuqiu didn't know what happened, so he smiled and said, "Is there any reason?"

"My wife is up there." Jun Yancheng's eyes became more and more cold.

He Chuqiu knew that he was different from Ling Guying. He had a milder personality, and he always left a three-point margin in everything he did. Now that he has such an expression, there must be some reason.

He didn't dare to tease him any more, so he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll contact you right away."

It took more than ten minutes before they contacted the pilot and stewardess of "Lingyun".

The stewardess spoke to them and asked, "Sir, do you have any instructions?"

He Chuqiu glanced at Junzhen City, waiting for his answer.

Jun Yucheng pondered for a moment before asking: "I want to know about my wife's situation."

"You mean the lady who was carried up by Mr. Ming? They are in the room now, and it seems that the lady is not in a good condition..." The stewardess hesitated for a while, and said nothing else.

Junyuncheng and Ming Yixun once came to Pingting Island on the "Lingyun", and the stewardess knew his name.

"In the room?" Jun Yancheng seemed to be talking to himself, repeating these words.

"Yes, it's been almost three hours since I went in. Two hours ago, I knocked on the door and asked Mr. Ming if he needed cabin service, and Mr. Ming said no." The stewardess continued to express.

Jun Yancheng's face was already as cold as ice, he clenched his fist tightly and did not speak, He Chuqiu was beside him, and he could feel the coolness emanating from his body.

After a full 2 ​​minutes, he said firmly, "Please ask Mr. Ming again if you need cabin service."

He knew that what he was doing now was futile, but——

That's how people are, sometimes they can't help themselves when they do something.

"Okay." The stewardess agreed.

After about 5 minutes, the stewardess came back and continued talking to them.

Her voice became a little shy, and she said: "Mr. Jun, I have already asked Mr. Ming if he needs cabin service, but no one responded to me at all."

"How come no one responded?" Seeing Jun Yancheng's expression getting worse and worse, He Chuqiu hurriedly asked.

The stewardess hesitated for a while, and then Ai Ai said with some embarrassment: "I rang the bell several times in front of the door, and knocked on the door, but no one responded to me. But there are people in the room, because I heard the sound coming from the room. It came from inside..."

Having said that, her voice stagnated, and she seemed to be getting more and more embarrassed.

"Say!" The veins on the back of Jun Yucheng's hands burst out, his eyes looked like he was about to kill someone, and his voice was so cold that it sounded like it came from the Ten Thousand Years Ice Pool.

"There is a woman's crying, and a man's voice, as if...in..." The stewardess finished speaking in one breath, and her breathing became a little short, obviously embarrassed.