Hundreds of millions of wives buy one get one free [finale]

Ye Chen clenched the steering wheel and started the car suddenly. Cheng Anya's heart was beating like thunder, and her face flushed slightly because of nervousness. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)

Under the cover of night, it looks like a piece of pink jade.

Ye Chen, what happened to him?

Why is there so many secrets in him, why is there so much pain in his heart?

She still remembered that at the banquet, Ye Chen's tense body, eyes as deep as an ancient well, even if he occasionally flashed a trace of ruthlessness, Cheng Anya would feel it. [

He has suffered too much.

It hurts people.

The dignified third young master of the Ye family stands upright and acts like an iron fist. How could he have that kind of despairing look in his eyes?

These thoughts actually overwhelmed Ye Chen's frightening "sexuality" when he discovered Ning Ning.

I must be crazy!

If he wasn't crazy, why was he all over his head?

Cheng Anya occasionally raised her eyes to look at Ye Chen, while Ye Sanshao's indifferent eyes stared straight ahead, as deep as an ancient well, without any emotion.

"Wait, how do you know about my house?" Cheng Anya belatedly realized that Ye Chen's car was not far from the community, and alert level 12 was immediately raised.

Ye Chen glanced at her coldly, as if looking at an idiot, "It's written on the resume."

"Well, it's fine to park here, it's not easy over there...reversing." Cheng Anya made an impromptu excuse and asked to get off the car calmly.

Ye Chen didn't change his face, "You talk nonsense!"

Obviously a road, not easy to reverse?Talking nonsense with her eyes open, what is Cheng Anya afraid of?

The car stopped downstairs, and Cheng Anya tightened the gown nervously. She was so panicked that she tried to open the door without taking off her seat belt, but was bounced back.

Suddenly, Ye Chen stretched out his long arm, pressed Cheng Anya's hand with one hand, raised his eyebrows, and prevented her from getting out of the car.

Ye Chen's palm was very warm, pressing on the back of her hand, Cheng Anya felt that the skin that her body touched was as hot as fire.

Half of the man's body was pressed over, and a purely masculine breath rushed towards his face.

In the small space, his breath is in every breath.

It makes people blush.