Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

In this world, there are no lowly people born.

Despicable, only cruel reality.

The more disturbed her face was, the sweeter her smile became. Facing Liancheng Yazhi's cold face, she pouted and said, "So what if I kiss you? You didn't kiss less before, how about you agree?" I can kiss you too."

Rong Yan saw the corner of Liancheng Yazhi's mouth move, and just when she was expecting him to speak, there was a cold voice with a little playfulness not far away: "Young Master Ya... Where did this come from?"

Liancheng Yazhi and Yanyan looked over one after another, seeing the person who was coming from the elevator entrance, their pupils shrank at the same time,

Face lay on Liancheng Yazhi's back and couldn't help shivering. The man who came out of the elevator was tall, with bronze skin, handsome features, and a suffocating hostility. ruthless.

On such a cold day, he only wore a dark green shirt with the cuffs rolled up, and a pair of black trousers underneath, with the trouser legs tucked into military boots. He walked lightly and quietly, like a soldier, but not like us usually See domestic soldiers.

It's more like/is... those high-risk people like mercenaries or killers who are walking on the verge of death in blockbuster movies in the United States, and any part and part of their body can be used as a weapon.

Maybe it was because she had died once, so she could feel the death energy carried by a person more keenly.

After Rong Yan saw him, she could clearly feel the death breath coming from him.

It's not that he was also a person who died once, but...his hands were stained with too much blood and killed too many people.

Liancheng frowned elegantly and asked, "How did you find this?"

He walked up to Liancheng Yazhi, "I called your cell phone but you didn't answer it, so I went to Secretary Zhou, he told me you were here, so I came here..." Tilting his head, he looked like a monkey lying on Liancheng Yazhi's back. Looking at the face on his face, he used his eyes that were sharper than military thorns to look up and down the face: "This... is the woman hidden in your golden house, right? Tsk... It doesn't look good, does it?"

Liancheng Yazhi's face darkened, "Jianjian, my woman doesn't need your evaluation."

Brothers are brothers, women are women.

He can do everything for his brother, but he can't let his brother look down on his woman.

Even... this woman, he even looks down on him.

But... he can, others can't.

Appearance - just in front of him alone, show off, vulgar and money worshiping, shameless and shameless, smashing all morals without limit...

As long as he knows these things.

Others, no need.

Yanyan lay on Liancheng Yazhi's shoulder, looking at him with a dazed expression.

Jian Jian glanced at his face thoughtfully, shrugged, "Okay, I don't want to say anything, it's not easy for you to get up after a night of fun, I have something to do with you, and now you are continuing the topic with her just now, Or go down together?"

Liancheng Yazhi flipped her arms and turned her face to the front with her backhand.

He didn't pull her down directly, but let her continue to hug his neck, wrap his legs around his waist, and maintain the same posture as before, except that he switched from the back to the chest.

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