Hot and seductive

Have a good memory?

Ling Luo thought it was the kind of memory he was thinking of, and immediately shook his head and refused. Who knew that Chi Youxiao took out his mobile phone and gave her a live replay.

In the video, Ling Luo can be said to be a man of nature, messing around, and seducing men without a bottom line...

"Brother Chi..."

Brother Chi almost sent Ling Luo away with a sweet voice.

It's not her, it's definitely not her, she doesn't admit it.

The camera on the mobile phone flickered and fell into darkness, and the subsequent sound was even more unsightly.

Ling Luo turned his head and wanted to leave, but Chi Youxiao didn't succeed so easily: "It's not over yet, where are you going?"

"Hehe." Ling Luo smiled awkwardly but politely: "No need, I've already remembered."

It's not terrible to get drunk, but it's terrible to have someone help you recall it afterwards.

"The next one is more exciting, let's see it together!" Chi Youxiao couldn't help laughing.

He wouldn't have recorded this if he wasn't afraid that she would wake up and beat her up, but it seemed fun to see her deflated.

Ling Luo took the phone and quickly deleted the video: "It's not necessary, it's not necessary."

It's really not suitable for children to look at it any longer.

"Let's go, Uncle Du is still waiting for us."

She wanted to escape from this damn atmosphere between the two of them as soon as possible, the more this happened, the more Chi Youxiao didn't want her to succeed.

He took her hand and pulled her gently into his arms.

In fact, Ling Luo is a staggering, damn high heels, she hasn't fully controlled them yet.

Chi Youxiao caressed her face with one hand, and put his arm around her waist with the other, his eyes were deeply affectionate and dangerous.

"Not in a hurry."

Ling Luo wanted to say something, but was blocked by his kisses one by one.

His kiss was very high-level, so high-level that it made people addicted. After a while, in the kiss that was gradually getting out of control, there was the sound of something being swept down, and the movement of the pen holder rolling.

Ling Luo couldn't tell the difference, but only knew that a beam of light ran in behind the wind-blown roller blind, illuminating the man's firm texture and lines very robustly.

The haute couture dress was still unusable in the end, and both of them changed clothes. The two of them were late for the dinner, but fortunately, they were not the protagonists, and no one cared about the delay.

It's just that at the beginning everyone was still guessing whether the relationship between the prince and the illegitimate child was not good, until Chi Youxiao and Ling Luo arrived at the scene, no one dared to say anything about the illegitimate child.

You must know that the topic of illegitimate children is the most taboo topic in Hong Kong. Chi Youxiao was born as the eldest son and the only child in the family. If it was really an illegitimate child, he might not appear here.

Now it seems that the illegitimate child talk is just groundless. How could the most loving gambling king couple in the rich and powerful circles in Hong Kong have an illegitimate child.

In the teasing of everyone's glances at me, this matter was completely settled, and no one dared to say that Chi Qi was Chi's illegitimate child.

If Ling Luo had dealt with the relatives of the Chi family with ease before, she would be a little overwhelmed tonight.

Chi Sheng and Lu Huan supported her before, and those relatives did not dare to make things difficult for her. These businessmen in Hong Kong are all thieves and thieves. There may be pitfalls wherever the words go.

Since Chi Youxiao had just become the president, those who pestered him were not less than her, so he couldn't be distracted to save her. In the end, it was Song Wanyi who had been confronting her all the time.

"You don't need to thank me too much! It's a repayment of the favor you gave Chi Qi for saving the scene." When there was no one around, Song Wanyi held the wine glass and said Yanyan with a smile.

Ling Luo glanced at her: "Of course I know you're not so kind."

Song Wanyi also glanced at her, without saying anything, but the two looked at each other and smiled.

It's not like burying the past, after all, how can two people who have had an awkward fight be able to bury the past, but after all, they are sisters-in-law, so there is still a need for superficial harmony.

"Go outside?" Song Wanyi initiated the invitation.

"Row."

It must be much easier to deal with those old fritters than Song Wanyi.

The two arrived next to the fountain in the infield of the hotel one after the other, and stood still a little distance away. Song Wanyi turned her head and looked at Ling Luo carefully: "They all say you are a village girl, so you are not angry?"

"Then they really underestimated the Hutong girls in the capital city." Ling Luo said jokingly.

Song Wanyi smiled: "I really underestimated it."

Whether it's the medical skills you can get close to, or the high-level piano skills, if you take one out alone, it's enough to amaze others.

Ling Luo took a few glances at her, always felt that she was different from the proud young lady who was good at making tea.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ling Luo smiled and said, "It feels like you are different from before."

After a moment of silence, Song Wanyi said: "Before, my task was to marry the young master Chi, so I tried my best to get close to everyone. Now my only task is to be the second young lady of the Chi family."

A few words, but expressed all kinds of sadness.

So what about the wealthy lady, once the family needs you to exchange marriage for a deal, you simply can't help yourself.

Although this is not the case for all wealthy families, marriage is naturally the most effective way to maintain a stable foundation for generations.

Speaking of which, Song Wanyi is also a poor person, her life is destined to be tied to the fate of the Song family.

Although pitiful, Ling Luo did not sympathize.

She can live for herself, and she can use other methods to achieve her goals, but her behavior of hurting others because of her self-improvement is not worthy of sympathy.

Ling Luo didn't speak, Song Wanyi looked at her and smiled, as if she expected her to be like this, so she didn't care: "Take my pulse?"

She put her slender hands in front of Ling Luo.

Ling Luo didn't refuse, and felt her pulse: "He's recovering well."

Song Wanyi withdrew her hand and smiled again: "I have been insisting on drinking the medicine you gave me."

"Take another course of treatment and you can stop."

Song Wanyi responded.

After a while, she remembered something: "Do you still remember Master Miaolin?"

"Remember, the master who gave you medicine."

"I went to her for the past few days and thanked her behind closed doors."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Of course!" Song Wanyi explained: "Master Miaolin has an unwritten rule that she will not avoid any pilgrims who ask for medicine in her hands."

"so what?"

"I heard that she got sick suddenly after she came back from preaching the Buddha's message abroad, so she closed her door and didn't see anyone. Aren't you good at medicine, can you show her?"

Ling Luo roughly digested it: "She is in Hong Kong."

Song Wanyi nodded: "Yes! I live in a manor, not far from here."

"Why live in the manor? Isn't she a monk?"

"This is the reason for the strangeness. Before she came to Hong Kong, she used to chant scriptures in Wuliang Temple. This time, she lived in the manor of her family before she became a monk."

Ling Luo frowned, feeling more and more that something was wrong.