The Little Mermaid Raids President Yan Control

There are many children in the Han family, and the distant relatives who are somewhat blood related all want to seek the blessing of the master family. They are so young that they want to send their children to the group to find a small leader, and they are so big that they want to get a share of the group and live without worrying about food and drink for a few lifetimes. .

As the nephew of Mr. Han, Han Hua is a clear stream among the many children. He was unwilling to be arranged by his parents when he was young. When he was an adult, he broke into the entertainment that the Han family had never been involved in alone with the only funds in his hand. industry.

His daily relationship with Han Yangqing may be more like two brothers.

The Maybach at home was driven to Baiyuezhuang. Since he was going to meet his flamboyant cousin, Han Yangqing specially chose the Porsche, which is also a global limited edition.

It was working hours, the flow of people was not too large, and the sports car could run smoothly in the CBD center of S city.

'Hey! ! ! 'The car pulled into the parking space neatly.

It was also a coincidence that just as Han Yangqing arrived downstairs at Huaran Entertainment, the person he wanted to meet parked right behind his limited edition Porsche.

Han Hua is dressed in an eye-catching outfit again. The man on the pink Mercedes-Benz is wearing a flamboyant floral shirt and at least three exaggerated necklaces around his neck. If it weren't for that pretty face, probably Will be misunderstood as a fool with poor dressing taste.

Seeing the man greet him excitedly, Han Yangqing ignored him, and just focused on standing next to his black Porsche and playing with his mobile phone.

"Xiao Yangqing, long time no see! Yo, this car is pretty good, why did you just buy it?"

"I ordered it last week and it was delivered yesterday."

"How much? Cousin, I will buy one too."

"I never buy mass models, you know."

Han Yangqing hates wearing the same clothes, using the same mobile phone, and driving the same car as others.

Every car will require the manufacturer to do some small processing for him. Even though there are only a few cars in the world, it must be unique in the hands of Young Master Han.

"Okay, don't ask, I guess I can't afford it either." The man drank a cigarette and put his arms around the S-shaped woman beside him, "Emily, hurry up and say hello to President Han."

"Mr. Han~~" The sexy woman leaned on Han Hua's shoulder, not forgetting to wink at Han Yangqing.

He looked away in disgust, "I'm here to ask you something."

"Or, let's go up and talk about it first. I'll stay here for a while, and I think it will be a hot search tomorrow morning."

Whether it's because of Hanwha's exaggerated attire, or because of the high-profile cars of the two of them, the number of people surrounding them is indeed increasing, and a few passers-by take out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures of them.

"No, I'm in a hurry, so I just want to ask you, does your company have a prize for tickets to Baiyuezhuang at the annual meeting?"

"Yes, I happen to have a rich one in my hand, so I took it out as a reward."

"Is he the winner?"

The man took the photo and searched his head for the situation of the annual meeting half a year ago, "It's him, I remember asking him to perform a show before he received the award."

"Send me his information on WeChat, I still have something to do, let's go first."

When Han Yangqing asked for the answer, he sat back in the driver's seat without even looking at Han Hua extraneously.

"Xiao Yangqing, take time to go home, your mother has been thinking about you." Taking advantage of Han Yangqing not stepping on the gas pedal, Han Hua yelled towards the open window.

The sports car picks up speed quickly, and the noise is louder than ordinary cars. Looking at the back of the black Porsche, the man smiled dotingly.

This brat made a special trip here, presumably to show off that new car in front of him.

Nice has lived for hundreds of years without realizing that there are people in this world who are really annoyed to death by the people around them.

He now feels that if he stays with Zhu Xiu for another two days, even if he can survive, he will lose his hearing in this hot spring resort for a while.

"Nice, Nice, look, it's a bird, hey, the feathers are blue, it shouldn't be a sparrow, do you know what it is?"

"do not know."

"Oh my god, is that a puppy? I didn't expect that this kind of resort where rich people come to play, there are also little dogs. Look, look."

"I do not want to see."

"Ah, it's almost time for afternoon tea. Let's go quickly, otherwise there will be no place to sit. During these three days, let's try all kinds of delicacies."

"Well."

Nice was grabbed by the wrist by the man, and half-forced to run a few steps towards the restaurant.

"Nice?"

Before he could get rid of the man holding his hand, he was told to stop by a familiar voice in the tea restaurant.

"Yang Qing, why are you here?"

He pulled his arm vigorously, and walked quickly towards Han Yangqing who stood up, his whole body was full of youth and vitality.

"Where did you go in the morning? Sit down and drink some water first." Han Yangqing stared dissatisfied at the man's left hand that was frozen in mid-air, then turned his head and smiled gently at his little mermaid, "I'm done with my work. Came here to see you. How are you doing these days?"

"It's okay, it's good."

Seeing the familiar 'reliance', Niss pulled the chair close to Han Yangqing and sat down, then greeted the man behind him, "Come over, didn't you say you wanted to come for afternoon tea?"

The tone of voice is raised during speech, and the speech is full of vitality.

It can be seen that when Nice is with this man, he is the unfettered and most authentic him.

"Whatever you want to eat, order yourself, you're welcome."

Han Yangqing said this to Zhu Xiu, and when he was with Han Yangqing, he didn't worry about these little things.

"Then, this, this, and this...all here."

Since there are rich people scrambling to pay, you have to try all the good things that you can't usually eat.

Grapefruit cheese mousse, mango panna cotta, fresh goat milk shake, matcha mille-feuille, oriental white tea, and Americano coffee, each of which is prepared with the best ingredients in the world and carefully prepared by the best chef.

Nice doesn't like sour and bitter, so Han Yangqing ordered a few western desserts and Ceylon black tea for him, but Zhu Xiu ordered more than a dozen desserts, sandwiches, and even five or six kinds of tea and coffee.

The waiter who served the meal pushed a trolley, and the large round table was piled up to the brim. In addition to the trolleys on the upper and lower floors, it was enough to put down the things they ordered.

"Well, this mousse is super delicious."

"There is also this coffee, which has a strong aroma, which is different from the cheap ones outside."

Nice and Han Yangqing are very well-bred, and they seldom talk non-stop when eating out. They enjoy their own afternoon tea quietly, completely ignoring Zhu Xiu who is chattering beside him.

Nice tasted the mousse cake with coffee powder hidden in it, and the bitter taste spread to the tip of his tongue. He arched his nose and pushed the plate away, "This is not delicious."

"Isn't it delicious?"

"I've eaten..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Yangqing had already taken the mousse he had taken a bite of, and was still eating it with gusto.

Zhu Xiu sat on the seat, watching the ambiguous movements and eyes between the two men, and felt that she was a giant light bulb.

When returning after afternoon tea, Zhu Xiu found that his luggage had been thrown into a Chinese-style courtyard next door, and the young master of the Han family specifically warned him not to come and disturb him if he had nothing to do.

Holding the VIP black card of Baiyuezhuang in her hand, Zhu Xiu nodded her head spinelessly, thinking about where to spend next time.

There were no outsiders in the villa, and Niss was finally able to release the fish tail, using his most comfortable posture, rippling with the water in the hot spring pool.

He had already been in the pool for two hours, and even if Han Yangqing wanted to accompany him in the dip, the human body would have complained to him long ago.

So he put on a new bathrobe, made a pot of tea, and enjoyed the mermaid's vigorous swimming in the water while sipping tea.

Sensing the fiery gaze behind him, the tail of the fish swung, and Nice swam to the edge of the pool, locking his eyes.

"What, what's wrong?"

"I was thinking, Yang Qing, you have helped me so much, how can I repay you."

"No, no need to repay."

Withdrawing his gaze, why did he feel guilty of being stared at by wild beasts.

"It has to be repaid. I have learned some skills with the spa massage technician. Why don't you use my first service to repay it."

Nice smirked and stood up from the water. Seeing the man's little eyes in panic and trying to run away, he grabbed the man's arm.

The innate strength of the mermaid is not comparable to that of human beings who have been practicing for several years in the gym. Nis deliberately exerted strength, and he couldn't pull out his arms at all.

"Hey, wait a minute, there's no essential oil I like here, I, I'll go outside and find someone to buy a bottle."

President Han, who has always been good at speaking outside, was so flustered that his tongue got stuck, and his words were even less convincing.

Nice suppressed a smile, and took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the cabinet on the left, "What kind of essential oil do you want?"

He pressed the man down on the flat bed, with his knees clasped on both sides of his calves, and now Han Yangqing had no possibility of escaping.

Pour a bottle of essential oil that can soothe nerves and soothe the nerves into the palm of your hand and rub it until the essential oil becomes warm, "Don't worry, my technique will definitely satisfy you."

But Han Yangqing couldn't 'rest assured', the moment his palm landed on his shoulder blade, the electric current pierced through every blood vessel in his body, and he couldn't help trembling, his feet and head were numb.

When he came back to his senses, Nice's palms no longer lingered on his shoulders, his fingers were half clenched into fists, and his knuckles were kneading on both sides of the spine.

These people, sitting in front of the computer for a long time, have problems no matter how regularly they exercise their waists.

After the Nice set of massage techniques, Han Yangqing could clearly feel that his waist muscles were no longer stiff, and his body was much more relaxed.

To Han Yangqing's surprise, apart from feeling uncomfortable itching, he didn't feel any psychological or physical disgust when his body was touched like this?

Usually some women with heavy make-up come closer, he has to suppress the physiological vomiting, and sometimes he has to find excuses to avoid places with many strangers. His strange illness is a secret, and even the Han family has few people. Know.

Nice took out another essential oil, and gradually moved his palm down to the man's slender calf.Bend your powerful palms along your calves, gently kneading your ankles, calves, and thighs.

President Han, who was lying on his stomach, trembled again, clenched his fingers tightly, almost rubbing the collapsed bed sheet to pieces.

Niss was so focused on repaying him with a massage, he didn't notice the man's complex expression of pain and pleasure, as well as something strange.

The finger came to the ankle again, "Well, don't, don't press it." I couldn't help but begged the mermaid for mercy.

Nice wanted to use all the skills he had learned to make Han Yangqing, who was suffering from insomnia, have a good night's sleep, but Han Yangqing didn't seem to be enjoying it. The skin on his bare back was covered with a layer of sweat. Down, like pearls in the sea, sparkling.

By chance, he touched the man's muscular back again.

Han Yangqing thought that the mermaid would not continue, so he relaxed his nerves. When he was suddenly touched, he turned around subconsciously and resisted, with his arms propped up on both sides of the collapse.

With this sudden movement, their heads almost bumped into each other. The distance between them was less than ten centimeters.