Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

Bad quality cigarettes, cut throat sorghum wine, rich northern Shaanxi folk song, this bar fantasized about the two of them the hottest desire in their hearts.

When Yang Ping kissed Mu Zihan, he could clearly feel her delicate body trembling, her small hands were so nervous that she didn't even put them there, but the fanaticism in her eyes didn't diminish at all. It was as if as the kiss continued to heat up, her small hands bravely hugged onto Yang Ping's waist.

The two of them stuck closely to each other. Mu Zihan could feel the strong power in Yang Ping's body, like a fierce tiger. Her lower abdomen didn't have the slightest bit of fat.

It wasn't that Mu Zihan hadn't seen handsome men before, it was just that she was indifferent to the kind of man who innately had the ability to cause fatal damage to women. Only Yang Ping had a unique aura about him, giving her, who had experienced a failed marriage, an unprecedented sense of security.

Their kisses were gentle, not the drunken wildness of the bar. Mu Zihan liked the gentle side of the man in front of him. She silently absorbed it, enjoyed it, and felt her heart burning.

Her lips parted.

Yang Ping lowered her head, looking at Mu Zihan's beautiful face, she released a strong voice from the depths of her heart. Take her, she's yours tonight.

His head was lowered, and he did not dare meet Yang Ping's gaze. His heart was thumping hard, and a wave of shyness that he had never felt before quietly crawled onto his face. It was only in the purest love fantasies of her college days that she felt such a wonderful throbbing, but it happened in the murky bars, in the two strange hearts of the same city.

She did not understand his past, which used to be pure rank.

He was even less aware of her past. Right now, he was only two unemployed men and women.

In the dim yellow bar's illusion, other people were used to seeing this pair of men kissing and didn't have much of a reaction, but Mu Zihan's beauty was still shocking to many people. They looked at Yang Ping and gave them a somewhat envious and hateful look.

Yang Ping hugged Mu Zihan tightly, feeling the beauty's trembling in his arms. If he was willing, Mu Zihan would definitely not refuse. Because the current environment, the current atmosphere, was not without a sense of direction towards the hotel. Mu Zihan lied in Yang Ping's arms, feeling very nervous. She thought about what she should do if Yang Ping dragged him to the hotel.

Yang Ping did not speak.

After Mu Zihan heaved a sigh of relief, she felt a bit disappointed in her heart, thinking that she did not have much of an attraction towards Yang Ping.

Women were a strange animal. They hated using their bodies to attract men, but they also hated not being able to attract men. Mu Zihan hated those gazes that were filled with naked fruits, but she had other feelings for Yang Ping, and was hoping for something to happen.

"You look beautiful tonight." Yang Ping whispered into Mu Zihan's ear.

Mu Zihan's face turned slightly red, her exquisite earlobes turned completely red. She raised her head, bit her lips, and said: "Just tonight?"

Yang Ping saw the stubborn look in Mu Zihan's eyes and chuckled. She used her hand to lightly stroke her black hair, revealing half of her perfect profile, and sighed in her heart. The heavens were mysterious, they could actually create such a moving beauty.

When the other women saw Mu Zihan's bashful face, they wailed in their hearts, "Why is the man who hugged her not me?"

"We drank quite a bit. Let's go." Yang Ping laughed sinisterly.

Mu Zihan's heart trembled, she thought, finally came, instinctively she was afraid, but even more so she was looking forward to it, nodding her head silently, being pulled out of the bar by Yang Ping, her heart beating extremely fast. She had heard many things about the one-night stand in a bar, the city's white-collar worker's life was under a lot of pressure, it was empty and cold, searching for excitement in the bar, but she hated this kind of life, she felt that it was enough to have Xuan Xuan as her daughter, but when she kissed Yang Ping in the bar, she realized that kind of excitement, it wasn't something that could be covered by a peaceful life.

However, good things had to be done. The two of them walked towards the door and were stopped by someone.

A short man with skin as black as an eel stopped the two of them as he impudently sized up Mu Zihan's body, revealing his greedy desire. He pointed to the seat in the middle of the bar and laughed: "Beauty, my big brother wants to buy you a drink. Give me some face."

Mu Zihan frowned and said indifferently: "Not interested."

The short guy cried out, looked at Yang Ping, and threatened: "Women don't understand things, men should know things a little. It's not a bad thing to be friends when you're outside. "

Yang Ping looked at where the short man was pointing at. There was a bald head drinking alcohol and behind him were two strong looking men with their hands behind their back and their sunglasses. They gave off a ruthless aura, which clearly indicated that they were not good people.

"Not interested." Yang Ping said indifferently.

He was prepared to leave with Mu Zihan, and take advantage of the beautiful atmosphere to do some happy things. Maybe he could do something even more meaningful, but he didn't expect someone to interfere. The short man's expression changed and he said hatefully, "Brat, don't be so shameless. My big brother is the leader of this generation. If you anger him, then be careful in the future. "

Yang Ping was too lazy to speak any more nonsense, she grabbed the short man and threw him towards the counter.

Bang!

The short man smashed onto the counter as he screamed incessantly.

Big Baldie saw that the kid had been beaten up, so he stood up with a whoosh, releasing a dangerous aura. The bodyguard behind him reached into his pocket and prepared to make a move. The short guy crawled back up, his face full of blood. He glared at Yang Ping and roared: "Brat, you dare hit me?"

Yang Ping sighed in her heart, she knew that she wouldn't be able to do anything meaningful tonight, because the baldy had led his men to surround them, looking extremely aggressive.

Baldy boss's face darkened, he stared at Yang Ping and snorted: "Brat, you have guts. You even dare to hit my people."

Mu Zihan was intimidated by the baldy's vicious aura. She rarely interacted with the underworld and the people she interacted with were basically elites. Those who pursued her did not use violence, much less attack those despicable people.

Yang Ping grinned, not afraid in the slightest of the baldy's imposing manner, and said: "He's blocking the way."

The baldy's expression turned malevolent. He angrily laughed and said, "I'm blocking the way now. What will you do?"

Shua shua shua!

The two bodyguards behind Baldy took out their handguns from their pockets, scaring Mu Zihan out of her wits. She tugged at Yang Ping's pocket and muttered: "Forget it, we aren't here to fight."

Baldy laughed and said coldly, "No one in Dragon City dares to refuse my Baldy's invitation." His gaze shifted as he looked at Mu Zihan, and chuckled, "Beauty, accompany me to drink three cups of wine. Let the matter pass, what do you think?"

The short man shouted, "How can three cups be enough? We have to go to the hotel at least three times. Boss, look at my face. It's bleeding. "A lot of blood."

Big Baldy shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "My men don't know how to talk, so don't bet. Three cups of wine is the same as three times going to bed. However, I never force a woman. It's meaningless to do that." One time will be enough, how about it? "

The subordinate took a cup of wine, licked his lips, and handed it over to Mu Zihan.

Mu Zihan was furious in her heart, these exchanges were too presumptuous, she smashed her wine cup on the ground with a slap.

Clang!

The wine cup fell onto the ground and the wine that was gradually rising dripped onto his shoes. The bald old man had an expressionless face as he said to Yang Ping, "Lick my shoes clean. "My Big Brother Qiang talks about principles very much. If others don't bully me, I won't bully anyone."

Baldy's men began to laugh and clamor, "Did you hear that? Our Qiang-ge talks about principles. Quickly lick them clean, or else we'll kill you."

Mu Zihan said angrily: "Enough, if you keep going like this, I'll call the police."

Call the police!

The baldy laughed out loud, seemingly extremely disdainful towards the two policemen. He chuckled, "Just call the police, if you don't tell them what I didn't do to you, even if I did, would those useless police officers dare to go against me?"

The short guy wiped the blood off his face and looked at Yang Ping hatefully, then said excitedly: "Who doesn't know that our Brother Qiang has a tough relationship with him? "Idiot, hurry up and lick them clean, otherwise, your father will fuck your woman."

Haha!

The short man became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could really do it. He did not notice the baldy's gloomy expression.

Pow!

The bald Boss slapped the short man in the face, then roared angrily, "You go first, while I go first!" "F * ck, you have guts! You actually dared to have any ideas about me, Ma Zi!" The small sized man was scared silly and quickly apologized. However, all the grievances were on Yang Ping as she thought about how to kill him if she brought Yang Ping back.

Taking out the bodyguard's handgun, the baldy rubbed the body of the gun and lightly said, "Is there a problem?"

Mu Zihan's pupils shrank. She knew that something bad was going to happen, these people were definitely not ordinary hoodlums, but real bandits. Not only did the fact that they dared to take out their guns in broad daylight mean that they had strong backers, but they also did something similar.

"Just a cup of wine …" Mu Zihan bit her lips, but was stopped by Yang Ping.

Yang Ping shook his head and laughed: "Do you know what I hate the most?"

Baldy Boss narrowed his eyes. Holding the gun in his hand, he coldly said, "I'm not interested." I'll give you ten seconds. If you don't lick my shoes clean, I won't let you out of the bar for the rest of your life. "

Yang Ping sighed, and said: "Is there really no way to communicate?"

The coldness in the bald man's eyes became even stronger as he said coldly, "Five more seconds."

Mu Zihan was extremely nervous as she whispered, "Yang Ping, don't act recklessly."

"Three seconds."

The bald guy pointed the gun at Yang Ping's forehead and said sinisterly, "Don't force me to kill people. Although it's a little troublesome, it's just a bit of money …" The short guy was extremely excited, as if he saw Yang Ping lying in a pool of blood.

Mu Zihan's delicate body trembled.

Seeing that Yang Ping did not move, the bald man's heart was filled with hostility. She aimed the gun at Yang Ping's thigh and was about to shoot. Mu Zihan's face paled. She wanted to scream, but was stunned by the scene in front of her. The pistol fell to the ground, along with the arm.

Baldy's expression changed as he looked at his arm on the ground in fear. He almost fainted from the pain and roared, "You broke my arm …"

Puff!

His bodyguard wanted to attack, but Yang Ping's leg pressed against his stomach. The burly bodyguard let out a grunt and flew ten meters away, lying on the ground and unable to move. Yang Ping's eyes were cold and emotionless. A terrifying aura descended and the bald, short man's knees couldn't take it anymore. He kneeled on the ground with a "kacha" sound.

"Spare me!" The bald man held onto his severed arm, blood flowing out as he asked in a trembling voice.

Yang Ping sighed, grinned and laughed: "Do you know what I hate?"

Baldy hurriedly shook his head, his heart was filled with fear.

"I hate it when people touch my woman, even if they want to." Yang Ping pulled Mu Zihan and left. The bar was in a mess as the baldy fainted.

Bar parking lot.

Yang Ping got on the car, and just as she was about to drive away, a fragrant wind blew into his arms.