Chapter 74 Wan Jiao begs for mercy and goes to see the villa
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song"
On the phone, a man's voice called softly, full of patience and respect.
“I’m sorry.”
Dong Wenyan came back to her senses and trembled quickly: “I am not Song Cheng.”
Hear the words.
The man was silent for a moment, but still said respectfully: "Hello, Ms. Wan, I'm sorry to let you know in advance. This is a surprise for you from Mr. Song."
Cough.
Dong Wenyan said with red eyes: "I'm not Wan Jiao, I, you wait, I'll ask Song Cheng to answer the phone."
Yunlong Villa, villa and mansion.
If I remember correctly, the cheapest villa and mansion there costs 15 million
God.
Wan Jiao is dating some kind of rich man, no, not a rich man, she is obviously a god! ! !
Dong Wenyan's breathing was rapid, his thoughts were churning, and his heart was unable to calm down.
No time to think too much.
She gritted her teeth, knocked on the glass door immediately, and said with difficulty again: "Mr. Song, this call seems to be very important."
Hearing this.
In the kitchen.
Song Cheng's voice sounded: "Wait a minute."
One minute later.
The glass door was half open.
Song Cheng stood sideways, half of his body exposed, stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."
Dong Wenyan shivered slightly, handed over the phone and looked at the situation in the kitchen. Because his line of sight was blocked, he could only vaguely see Wan Jiao squatting down, looking for something.
“Hello.”
Song Cheng answered the phone and said calmly after a moment: “I know, get ready now, I will take someone there in a moment.”
Hang up.
He paused, then exhaled, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally.
"Senior, are you okay."
Song Cheng picked up the squatting woman in front of him and smiled slightly.
“Well, my legs are numb.”
Wan Jiao was unable to stand. Her delicate body relaxed and she stood up, raising her hand to cover her mouth. Her whole body was extremely delicate and beautiful.
Slow down.
The woman staggered away and went to the bathroom.
Song Cheng returned to the dining table and sat down. There was no strangeness or discomfort in his expression, and he was still full of energy.
On the opposite side, Dong Wenyan was a little lost, and her heart was complicated and unspeakable.
She thought of the people who were chasing her. With their excellent figures and looks, they were in the upper class circles, so there was no shortage of suitors around her, and there were also rich second generations with good looks and financial resources.
But the most fearful thing in life is comparison.
Compared with Song Cheng, those suitors instantly dropped several levels.
As neighbors, they are both beauties, and their circles are not bad, so she and Wan Jiao are quite familiar with each other, and they often interact with each other and understand each other.
I thought Wan Jiao had just found a boyfriend with outstanding looks and a strong body, but now it seems that he is not only good-looking and physically strong, but also has strong financial resources.
A luxury villa worth tens of millions, or a luxury villa in Yunlong Villa
Is this a surprise gift?
What kind of fairy boyfriend is this and where does it come from?
She lost her composure and lost her balance.
Envy, jealousy swept over her, covering her body and mind.
look up.
Dong Wenyan looked at the man opposite again, and truly felt what it meant to be a strong man.
And for women’s eyes.
Song Cheng was absent-minded and didn't care. He ate breakfast casually and thought about it.
The effect of the Zhongji skill Galloping Horse is somewhat unexpected. If you look carefully at the skill description, you will see that all creatures can be ridden by humans.
Well, I can only say that it is an intermediate skill.
Coupled with the basic skill of Standing Kung Fu, it is so powerful
Song Cheng couldn't help but smile and looked at the senior sister who came out of the bathroom, feeling satisfied.
The woman still couldn't hide her stumbling and arousal at this moment. After sitting down, she tightly folded her beautiful legs wrapped in ultra-thin and ultra-translucent oily white silk. Her delicate body was tight and her figure was enchanting and sexy.
If the two of them could still go back and forth yesterday, then now, the woman has absolutely no power to fight back.
Time passes.
At ten o'clock in the morning, breakfast was finished.
"Senior, follow me somewhere."
Song Cheng finished washing the dishes and glanced at the woman while speaking.
In sight, Wan Jiao has already calmed down, and her expression has returned to coldness, leaving only a little bit of spring and charm between her eyebrows that still lingers.
At this moment, the woman had packed up, stepped on high heels, her silk legs were straight and slender, and stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her skirt.
"Where?"
Wan Jiao's delicate body trembled slightly, and her tone was guarded: "I have to go to the company, but I don't have time to accompany you anymore."
She Afraid. This man is a devil to no end, and today is scarier than yesterday.
Yesterday she could still hold on for ten minutes to half an hour, but today she was completely defeated in less than five minutes, without any resistance.
"You are already the director, there is no need to go to the company every day."
Song Cheng smiled and said: "I bought you a suite, go over and see if you like it."
< br>Aside.
Dong Wenyan did not leave, her eyes were complicated.
Wan Jiao blinked, surprised, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
The house is not important, as long as you don’t continue to torment people, I really can’t stand it anymore.
"Yanyan, do you have time to go with me?"
Wan Jiao asked.
“Okay.”
Dong Wenyan smiled and said: "I also want to see what kind of house your Mr. Song will give you."
Some things you won't give up until you see them with your own eyes.
"Then let's go together."
Wan Jiao said with a smile: "If the house he gives is not good, you can help me beat him up together."
What she thought Very simple.
Forget it at home, but you can't mess around anymore outside, just in case it's safer to have someone with you to avoid being tormented anymore.
Immediately.
After cleaning up, the three of them left the house.
In the corridor, Dong Wenyan left first and went next door to change shoes.
The word "danger" appeared above Wan Jiao's head. She was about to follow him, but Song Cheng took her into his arms and pressed her against the wall.
"Hmm."
After some lingering.
Song Chengyi still said: "Senior sister, what am I to you?"
Wan Jiao's delicate body went limp and she gasped slightly. She put her arms around her and hugged the person in front of her tightly. Soothes physical and mental tremors.
“Brother, good brother, good husband”
"Sister is really dying, please spare her, okay?"
A woman acts coquettishly, begging for mercy, her voice is trembling, she loses her survival points, her cultivation points, her sharp mind, her healthy tongue, and her ecstasy skills. , happiness, sweetness, crazy love and so on.
In fact, in his heart he blamed animals, perverts, devils, and not human beings
“Scream more, if you want to hear it.”
Song Cheng grabbed it hard A woman's buttocks and silk legs.
"Disgusting."
Wan Jiaojiao complained, bit her ear and said sweetly and coquettishly: "Good brother, Jiaojiao loves you so much"
Okay, okay.
Song Cheng kissed her again and struggled for a while. It was not until Dong Wenyan came out that he stopped still.
“You are too tired.”
Dong Wenyan looked at the two of them and couldn't help but joke.
The woman wore a thin ice silk cardigan jacket, with a layer of thin, translucent and shiny meat silk on her beautiful bare legs. She wore white flat shoes on her silk feet, making her look youthful and beautiful.
“Little brothers like him love to be clingy.”
Wan Jiao’s face was rosy, and she allowed herself to be held around the waist. She said she was disgusted, but her body relied on her honestly. With.
Song Cheng smiled and said nothing, casually pulling down the woman's slightly faded skirt to avoid being exposed.
Without any more ink stains, the three of them left the apartment building and went up to U8.
As a car model, Dong Wenyan is no stranger to cars and knows them well. She has often sat in them and looked up at the U8.
In the car, two women were chatting.
Dong Wenyan: "BYD recently launched a new U9, a pure electric supercar worth nearly RMB 2 million. It is very good-looking and can also rock the car by itself."
Wan Jiao: "Crank the car by itself." What’s the use?”
Dong Wenyan: "Yes, Mr. Song is so powerful that he can make the car roll without using that function."
Wan Jiao: "What are you talking about? Shut up."
The two girls are charming Smiling and whispering to each other.
Song Cheng smiled and drove smoothly to the gate of Yunlong Villa and stopped the car.
“Yunlong Villa?”
Wan Jiao looked at the environment outside the car window and said strangely: "I remember Yanyan, you said that there seem to be villas and mansions here, with a minimum of 10 million?"
Dong Wenyan nodded, her mouth a little bit Thirsty, I immediately drank some water, stared at the unreachable villas and mansions outside, and took a deep breath: "It's fifteen million."
Fifteen million! ! !
Wan Jiao took a breath and thought of Song Cheng's words just now, and suddenly felt confused.
No, it can’t be.
Good fellow, you want to kill yourself
(End of this chapter)