Violators Club

Chapter 558 Smelly hooligan

Chapter 558
In the dilapidated corridor, the old light bulbs gave off a faint yellow light. Under the corrosion of the humid air, the surface of the stairs was covered with a layer of wet black ink, which gave people the feeling that there was a layer of sticky bacteria liquid on it.

In the corner of the stairs, the cramped and narrow space was filled with sundries, and even the cobwebs in the corner were covered with dust.

"Boom boom boom!"

Accompanied by a dull knock on the door, a crisp voice sounded in the room soon:

"Wait a minute, it's here."

As he spoke, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

Accompanied by a tooth-piercing sound, the old iron gate with rusted corners was opened.

Different from the clutter and crowd outside, in the brightly lit room stood a clean and pretty beauty, looking at herself with a smile in her eyes at the moment:

"I thought you'd forget."

Chen Changqing frowned frivolously, with a somewhat smug look on his face:

"Why, this is our home."

However, as Chen Changqing's words fell, May did not close the door, but bent down to lift the non-slip carpet at the door, and took out a key from inside.

Looking at Chen Changqing's stunned expression?

May shook the key, with a playful expression and a bit of banter:

"you sure?"

Chen Changqing has a lot of real estate under his name. Except for some properties in particularly good locations, or some properties for future appreciation, most of the rest have dedicated people to take care of them, and even equipped with a professional cleaning housekeeping company.

But this building in Tsim Sha Tsui is special.

Because this is one of the few houses where Chen Changqing does not have a key.

It may be deliberate, or it may be for other reasons. In short, after asking myself for the key here, may never gave it to me again.

But Chen Changqing remembered that May said that she would put the key on the carpet at the door.

Only two people will know this secret.

What if something unexpected happens one day?
For example, Chen Changqing went bankrupt, or encountered some troubles.

At least he still has a sheltered house in Tsim Sha Tsui, Xiangjiang.

But this happened very early, to be precise, it should have been a long, long time.

At that time, Chen Changqing was not very rich, and Baile Group was still a small workshop, with only one game center.

Chen Changqing remembered that at that time, Baile had a younger brother named Ah Xing?

The other party is very capable, and Chen Changqing is also very optimistic about the other party, but was later fed to fish by reclamation.

In short, it was a long time ago, and Chen Changqing, a potential dragon, will not stay in the small puddle forever.

Super personal strength and connections, coupled with the overall view brought by God's perspective, allowed Chen Changqing to have amazing wealth in just a few years, and he has not been to this real estate in Tsim Sha Tsui for many years.

Even if May hadn't mentioned it, Chen Changqing wouldn't have thought of it at all.

On the other side, Chen Changqing also heard May's dissatisfaction.

But he knew better at this time, no matter whether he really forgot it or not, he must never admit it, and he had to think about how to deal with May's rhetoric!
After all, an angry woman is unreasonable.

Fortunately, Chen Changqing is still good at coaxing women.

Thick and warm palms hugged May's small waist, and Chen Changqing directly embraced her from behind:
"Of course, I'm pretty sure."

"You know, for a man who goes out to work. The most important thing is not how much he earns this time, but someone at home opens the door for him when he knocks on the door."

After a symbolic struggle in Chen Changqing's arms, May pulled away Chen Changqing's big hand that was trying to grope:

"Virtue, you know how to coax me with these sweet words."

Chen Changqing was not annoyed either, he smiled and raised the snack in his hand:
"Are you hungry? The packaged dishes are still hot, and the milk tea I specially bought for you."

Taking the packing bag from Chen Changqing's hand, May glanced at it twice.

When she saw egg tarts and milk tea, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up:

"If you have a conscience, you still know how to buy me milk tea."

Outside the window is the gradually dark night, and an incandescent lamp is lit in the kitchen, with a layer of translucent white plastic around the lamp to soften the light.

May sat in front of the log-colored square table, holding milk tea in her left hand, an egg tart in her right hand, a trash can next to her feet, and a happy and contented smile on her face.

The room is not big, one living room, one bedroom and one balcony.

People who are used to living in big houses may feel a little uncomfortable.

But for normal people, the space in this house is just right for two people.

Noticing that Chen Changqing was looking at her, May couldn't help but look down at the clothes on her body:

"What's wrong, I have something on me?"

After the words fell, Chen Changqing shook his head, and without going through his brain, he almost blurted out under the emotional progression: "It's nothing, even some legal stars who are usually savage, have such a good wife and mother."

But the words had already been spoken, and Chen Changqing fell silent.

Xiangjiang is so big, and I have so many houses, why did May let me come here?

Also, judging from the traces of life around her, May obviously didn't come on a whim.

Chen Changqing seldom comes back, but when he is no longer, May often comes back to live for a while.

what does she mean?
Reminiscing about bitterness and sweetness?

Are you still missing the days when you were poor but always accompanied by someone?
Frankly speaking, may has this talent, otherwise Jian Aowei would not accept her as an apprentice, but this talent does not mean that she likes it, chooses to become a lawyer, and then takes the path of public prosecution.

How many of them are May's favorites, and how many of them are because of Chen Changqing?
There are also the words "good wife and good mother".

Together for such a long time, whether it is May or Axue.

In fact, everyone knew very well that Chen Changqing was unlikely to get married easily, and he was even somewhat inexplicably resistant to marriage, so the phrase "good wife and good mother" he mentioned in his mouth was like candy poison.

Sweet and deadly!
And looking at May whose expression was stiff, Chen Changqing, who was owed in his heart, couldn't help being silent for a moment:

"Feel sorry."

May rolled her eyes and gave the other person a hard look.

If I were still the little girl back then, I would probably spend a long time sulking all by myself.

But so many years have passed, Chen Changqing is very clear about her emotional nature, she almost has no hope, and she doesn't think so much.

Of course, you should still be angry if you should be angry, at least you must show your attitude.

May, who glared at Chen Changqing, took out an egg tart from the packing box and threw it at:
"If you can't talk, don't talk, eat your egg tart."

With a palm forward, the egg tart that flew over was firmly landed in his hand, and he threw it into his mouth with his backhand. While chewing, Chen Changqing said:
"Okay, my wife."

May rolled her eyes, looking speechless:

"Cut, the little mouth is so sweet, now you know how to call me wife?"

Chen Changqing doesn't care, there's no need to make a clear distinction between the two of them, sometimes one of them can be shameless, but it can actually enhance the relationship. In layman's terms, it's called fun. Of course, the premise is that you are handsome enough, otherwise it will be wretched and greasy.

Standing up and dragging the chair over, Chen Changqing took the opportunity to sit next to May:

"You have such a sweet mouth, is there any reward?"

Looking at Chen Changqing who came over, although he was secretly happy, he put on a disgusted look on his face:

"No, don't get so close, isn't it too hot? And I'm hungry and want to eat."

Chen Changqing didn't take it seriously, and took the initiative to lean over. With his strong arms and strong chest, the breath of male hormones rushing towards his face, May's legs were weak as he stared at him with hot eyes:

"I don't believe it, but a liar has to swallow a thousand needles."

A blush appeared on his cheeks, his eyes were a little shy, and he pushed Chen Changqing like a baby:
"What are you doing, stinky rascal, the milk tea has been spilled."

On the other hand, looking at Chen Changqing, seeing the milk tea slipping down May's snow-white gooseneck, and his skin as delicate as suet white jade under the light, Chen Changqing's breathing could not help but become rapid, and he almost subconsciously rushed forward:

"It's okay, I just like to drink the smell on you."

"What are you doing, bastard!"

"Wait, don't lick, tickle."

"Don't be in the kitchen, it's a shame, people will see it."

(End of this chapter)