my beauty

Generally speaking, girls who can be called beauties don't have to have the appearance of a moon and a flower, and sometimes Xiaojiabiyu is also very good.

Su Yingluo is between Guanyuexiuhua and Xiaojiabiyu. When Su Wangcheng didn't make a fortune, Su Yingluo actually had a difficult life for a few years.

Su Yingluo is not the kind of girl who looks at Yanxing charmingly, let alone the girl who will go crazy when she sees Ye Chen's handsomeness.

In Su Yingluo's heart, being with Ye Chen is a kind of compensation.

Make up for my sister and atone for my father.

Looking at the faint Emei in the vanity mirror, the pink and tender cheeks like a ripe big apple, and turning her back, there is a back that is as smooth as milk, and the whole body is like a flawless work of art .

"Ye Chen!" Su Yingluo called softly, thinking of the man lying on the big bed outside, Su Yingluo's heart beat violently, and even the pair of small rabbits on her chest trembled up and down. .

I don't know if it's because of my excitement, or because of the chill in the bathroom, but the little pink cherry on the bunny also stood proudly upright along with the sound.

Almost at the same time, Su Yingluo felt a fine layer of goose bumps on her body.

"Kiss little Yingluo! It's useless to call me, I won't take a bath with you." Ye Chen's lazy voice came from the bedroom. "You are just a reserve wife."

"Don't mention the three words reserve!" Su Yingluo said angrily. Could it be that her figure is really so poor that she can't compare to her sister Su Linlang?

Su Linlang, how far have you grown?

"Then, I need you to work hard!" Ye Chen said as a matter of course, but he didn't know that this sentence made Su Yingluo even more angry, as if she Su Yingluo was worthless, and no one wanted to post for nothing.

Su Yingluo wrapped herself in a bath towel, and walked to Ye Chen's side with a pouty face.

"I don't sleep, and I don't allow you to sleep either!"

Su Yingluo kicked off the bamboo charcoal slippers, climbed onto the bed, and moved to Ye Chen's side.

"Actually, I don't need to sleep for a long time." Ye Chen glanced at the delicate body wrapped in a bathrobe, and his eyes brightened obviously. In other words, the part wrapped in the towel is so tall that it doesn't look like the height that a girl can have.

The pink and tender jade arms exposed to the air, and the slender and firm calves under the round knees all seem to be telling Ye Chen that this is a delicate body that belongs to a top-notch prostitute.

"Does it look good?" Su Yingluo noticed Ye Chen's gaze and asked with a smile.

Ye Chen responded subconsciously: "Very beautiful."

"I don't want to show you!" Su Yingluo pouted again, pulled the eiderdown quilt, and wrapped her body tightly.

"Stingy ghost! You won't be pregnant if you look at it." Ye Chen stretched his waist: "Forget it, go to bed."

"Don't sleep! Tell me a story, tell me your story on the mountain."

"Um, well, tell me a story on the mountain. After you tell me, you want me to sleep." Ye Chen needs to sit and practice, not real sleep.

"Let's talk about it first."

"Okay. Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain. In the temple, there was an old monk and a young monk. The old monk was telling a story to the young monk. What story are you telling?" Ye Chen paused intentionally, Sure enough, Su Yingluo asked eagerly, "What story?"

"It's about, there used to be a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple, and a young monk. The old monk was telling a story to the young monk. What story are you telling? It's about, there used to be a Mountain, there is a temple on the mountain,..."

"I hate it! I'm going to kill you!" Su Yingluo waved her small fist and hit Ye Chen with very little force, and Ye Chen didn't dodge.

"This is the bottom of my story. I'm telling you because you are my reserve wife. I won't tell anyone else!" Ye Chen said seriously.

"Don't listen, let's go to sleep." Su Yingluo was tired, moved a pillow and placed it in the middle of the big bed: "You are not allowed to cross the boundary."

"Sleep, I'll draw a spell for you." Su Yingluo and Su Linlang looked very similar. Ye Chen saw that Su Yingluo was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes, but he still couldn't fall asleep. After a few strokes, a hypnotic spell landed on Su Yingluo's body.

Su Yingluo was about to count sheep, but just after counting two, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

Ye Chen did a good job cross-legged, with five hearts facing the sky, running the mental method of the Ghost Gate Heart Sutra, and his breathing gradually became longer.

……

……

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Han Bingbing returned home following a case.

He took out the key and opened the door, subconsciously shouted: "Ye Chen, I'm back."

After shouting, I realized that Ye Chen was not at home.

When Ye Chen was around, he wanted to take a bath with Han Bingbing, but Han Bingbing couldn't hold back his face.

It's a pity that after Ye Chen was no longer at home, Han Bingbing didn't want to take a bath by herself.

After simply washing his face, Han Bingbing threw his tired body on the bed without even changing his pajamas.

When he was so dazed that he seemed to be dreaming of Ye Chen, the phone rang.

Han Bingbing narrowed his sleepy eyes, took out his cell phone, and answered the call.

"Bingbing, haven't you slept yet?" A heavy man's voice came from the phone.

"Oh! Uncle Dongfang! I haven't slept yet." Han Bingbing heard the voice on the phone, which was the voice of Uncle Dongfang Liang who was working in the provincial department.

"Ye Chen is back?!" Dongfang Liang asked in a deep voice!

Dongfang Liang is the old partner of Han Bingbing's father, Han Yiyun. Since the disappearance of Han Yiyun and his wife, Dongfang Liang has been taking care of Han Bingbing and Ye Chen in secret. He has heard a little about Ye Chen's matter.

"Yeah, but he's gone out." Han Bingbing has a kind of attachment to this uncle like a father.Even this attachment was misunderstood by many people in the city bureau that Han Bingbing was under the control of a certain boss in the provincial department.

Han Bingbing didn't bother to explain, as long as there weren't so many flies to bother him.

"Ye Chen beat Liu Qingdong and Liu Qingnan?!" Dongfang Liang asked calmly.Dongfang Liang also knew about Liu's influence in Dongjiang City, and he was worried that the other party would make trouble for Han Bingbing.

"I know he fought Liu Qingdong, but even Liu Qingnan did it? It's not clear." Han Bingbing didn't think it was a big deal: "The Liu family is different from Ye Chen. Ye Chen can fight directly, but Liu Qingdong relies on his identity. He doesn't know how to do it himself, and if he wants to do it, it also shows a little meaning, so naturally the people below will do it for him."

Han Bingbing felt that they couldn't beat Ye Chen.

Han Bingbing still put the spell left by Ye Chen in his jacket pocket. With this spell in his hand, Han Bingbing felt that his strength had improved by more than one level. As the owner of the spell, Ye Chen, of course, would only become stronger.

"Be careful yourself! If the Liu family does anything to you, I'll have them uprooted!" Dongfang Liang knew that Han Bingbing was fine, and after a few instructions, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Han Bingbing smiled.

Uprooted?Easier said than done!

Uncle Dongfang, your bragging nickname of Dongmen really makes sense.