personal security

Chapter 893

Yang Xueying in the car said anxiously: "Why, I'm waiting for you here, I'm afraid I'll miss it, and I haven't even dared to eat until now. I really miss you, so you can't treat me better ? For so many years, I have always guarded myself honestly for you, isn't it a little inhumane for you to treat me like this?"

"Bullshit, how do you like this kind of thing, I can't verify it. Besides, what does it have to do with me if you are willing to find a carload of men?..." Before Zhao Jianhui finished speaking, Yang Xueying stared: " Put your ass off, who do you take my old lady for? Since I followed you, no matter how bad you are, I have no choice but to accept my fate. What do you mean by that? Do you want to deny it? Tell me Was it still a virgin when I gave it to you?"

The woman was still speaking so aggressively, and the more she spoke, the louder her voice became, Zhao Jianhui smiled helplessly, opened the car door and sat in, panting and said: "Is this the head office? If you have anything to say, just say it..."

Yang Xueying ignited and started the car.

Zhao Jianhui knew what she wanted to do, but it was just strange how this woman found him at this time.Tonight, Yang Xueying's dress was also very particular. She was wearing a dress that couldn't tell whether it was black or purple, and she also wore a pair of big sunglasses at night. No matter how she looked, she looked like a spy joint.

Seeing that she drove the car to Wenyuan Street again along the road she came from just now, Zhao Jianhui asked very strangely: "Where are you taking me?"

Yang Xueying said angrily, "What are you doing, when did you become so timid? Do I still dare to kidnap you, or sell you, the secretary?"

Zhao Jianhui stopped talking, and let her drive the car forward. When he drove into the community, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile even more. Finally, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but said, "You live here too?"

"Besides me, do you still have that lover who lives here?" Upon hearing the word "also" added to Zhao Jianhui's words, Yang Xueying immediately turned her head and asked sensitively.

Zhao Jianhui snorted and ignored him, Yang Xueying didn't care, just giggled and said: "Some people say that Wenyuan District is a famous high-end district, but in fact, more people think it should be ### village. Basically Most of the women who live here are taken care of by rich people###Third wife or Xiaomi, you have only been in Jiangnan Province for a few days, why don’t you also buy a house, and hide your beauty here in the golden house?”

"You're talking nonsense, get the hell out of here..." Zhao Jianhui frowned and looked out the window, but Yang Xueying nodded and said, "This place is located in the center of the city, not far from the provincial party committee. I live here This kind of place is not eye-catching, but it is considered a good place.”

"Do you think that if you don't stir up my anger, I won't be able to clean up after a while? Why don't you answer what I should ask you? Aren't you in Shanghai? Why did you go to Jiangnan Province?" Zhao Jianhui looked away from the car. Pulling back from the window, she watched Yang Xueying drive the car directly into the underground garage of a building.

"Hey, I dare not listen to you. You told me to go far away, but I ended up going to Shanghai and stayed for more than two years. It wasn't because the company focused on developing the market in Jiangnan Province. I was sent back? Now that I am taking over his job, do you dare not listen to the greeting?"

There was no one else in the elevator, so Yang Xueying approached Zhao Jianhui closely, the elegant and fresh scent of French perfume on her body could not help stimulating Zhao Jianhui's nose.

"The company sent you back nine times to develop the market in Jiangnan Province. I said what are you doing now?" Zhao Jianhui hid back and asked softly.

Yang Xueying smiled very charmingly, and gently raised a small white hand, resting it on her pointed chin: "I am now the executive director and general manager of Dongfang Rongguang Vehicle Marketing Corporation. The secretary will take care of you..."

As she spoke, she winked mischievously at Zhao Jianhui.

Zhao Jianhui just opened his mouth, and asked a little bit stunned: "Executive director and general manager of Dongfang Rongguang Vehicle Marketing Corporation... What is it? Is this a new company created by Zhao Xiaoting and Dongfang Wenjing? Why have I never had any before?" heard about it?"

Yang Xueying saw that her performance did not achieve the desired effect, so she snorted and said, "I'm sorry, this is the company's top secret, and outsiders are not allowed to tell it, even if you are the secretary."

Zhao Jianhui was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "It seems that you have deep grievances." At this time, the elevator door opened, and Yang Xueying stopped talking, and took out the key to open the door.

Changing shoes in the aisle at the door, Yang Xueying bent down to give Zhao Jianhui a plump and elastic buttocks.Feeling a hand resting on the buttocks, Yang Xueying froze immediately, and slowly turned her head with a shoe in her hand, seeing Zhao Jianhui's smiling face was almost close to her own face, and the shoe was running along her hip Right hand that slides up slowly.

Yang Xueying didn't flinch, but turned around, grabbed Zhao Jianhui's hand and pressed lightly on her chest.The elasticity is very good, not the feeling of being supported by sponge cushions and steel wires. "You man, didn't you say that you will deal with people severely when you get angry? I've been looking forward to it for three years. Are you angry now..."

Following her very seductive words, Zhao Jianhui's mind seemed to reappear on that night of that day in that year, in a car, this woman actually lied to herself that a bomb was installed in the car... , it seems that the words she said at that time sounded again: "Are you a fucking man? My mother is a yellow flower girl. How can I make you suffer? Do you think I am dirty, or are you a little afraid of me, even sitting with me?" Don't you have the courage to be together?"

He remembered that in the car, a warm body was leaning against his arms, a small hand unzipped his trousers, and Yang Xueying's warning sound came from his ear: "Don't move, My fingers are a little nervous. Huh... I'll do it myself, even if I do this, I'm still playing with a man."...

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Zhao Jianhui's face. He pinched one hand on the plump face, staring closely at Yang Xueying's eyes. He didn't lean on him, but just stood there steadily, without any intention of making the next move. .

As a result of looking at each other, Yang Xueying felt an inexplicable uneasiness, she lowered her head and asked softly, avoiding Zhao Jianhui's eyes: "What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Without answering directly, Zhao Jianhui slowly reached out and lifted Yang Xueying's chin: "I remember, some people said that even if she did this, she took the initiative...",

Although she had made all the mental preparations in her heart, Yang Xueying still felt a strong sense of shyness in this situation.Yang Xueying closed her eyes, and tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably: "You... It's been three years, do you still remember what I said?"

This feeling of surprise infected Zhao Jianhui's emotions. Even though it was clear that the two people were just a deal, Zhao Jianhui was moved by the tears overflowing from the corners of Yang Xueying's eyes, and he felt a sense of interest.

Withdrawing his hand, Zhao Jianhui didn't speak any more, turned around and walked slowly through the living room. Yang Xueying behind her opened her eyes, and she trotted into the bedroom with her bare snow-white foot, regardless of wearing the shoe.It wasn't until he hugged Zhao Jianhui's waist tightly from behind that he said eagerly: "Don't... I, I, I don't know what to say. I have really kept myself in the past few years. I know that when you I never thought of me as your woman in my heart, but I have been waiting foolishly..."

Zhao Jianhui turned around slowly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his fingers to grab the strap on Yang Xueying's shoulders, and pulled it lightly, Yang Xueying's shoulders slanted one after another, and the dress flowed along the smooth and round shoulders. It fell, and paused for a short time at the raised part of the chest. Under the purple lace-trimmed underwear was a waist that was as white as snow and delicate as willow silk. It was so thin that you could grasp it with just a light grip.

Zhao Jianhui's gaze followed the purple skirt as it slid down in free fall. The same purple triangular piece of cloth was pitifully small, barely protecting the vital parts, and the two white thighs were tightly stuck together.If it is necessary to find out the flaws in Yang Xueying's figure and appearance, it may be that the proportion of her legs to her figure is not so perfect. This woman's legs seem to be a little longer, but this is just a flaw and does not affect the overall situation.

Generally speaking, this woman can be regarded as a superb beauty

Yang Xueying grabbed Zhao Jianhui's hand again, put it firmly on her chest and said, "From today on, no matter what you think of me, I belong to you. Don't worry, I don't need any promise from you."

While talking, she leaned forward and slowly stretched out her hand, and turned on the button of a stereo on the bedside table.

After the soothing music passed through the door, there was Yang Tingting's sweet voice: "Send Jun Nanpu. Facing the smoke willow, green and green. The eyes are full, the residual red is blown away, and the oriole on the bottom of the leaf is talking to itself.... Very touching, how much love, Lou There are countless waters and broad mountains. I remember poems written in bamboo, wine on lace, and the soul is broken in the spring and evening.... Don't ask about fame and fame, gray hair is gradually graying, and the stars are like the stars. Going away alone.... I will stay with you for a long time. While the fragrance is warm, I will hold my arms and be drunk. I will remember my lovesickness, and I will never worry about the night rain at the west window."

"Hehe. This is Han Yuanji's poem about Bo Xing•'s gift to An Bodi. It seems to be inconsistent with the current scene... Oh..." Before Zhao Jianhui finished speaking, Yang Xueying had already squatted down...

Yang Xueying's movements still looked so pure and jerky, Zhao Jianhui understood this from Yang Xueying reaching out to take out something from under her to opening her small mouth to hold it.

Yang Xueying's skills are definitely not proficient, which makes Zhao Jianhui a little complacent.

Soon there was only panting on the big bed. When Zhao Jianhui turned over and pressed her on the bed, and entered Yang Xueying's body from between a pair of snow-white upturned breasts, the feeling of tight encirclement and the involuntary body of the woman underneath her Trembling, it seems that what Yang Xueying said just now is true.

It seems that no one has come in and opened up this place for a long time.

Feeling Zhao Jianhui's impact, Yang Xueying turned her head with great effort, revealing a charming smile. ...

When the explosion was about to erupt, Zhao Jianhui hesitated for a moment. Although he was very reluctant, he still retreated resolutely, wasting a lot of great resources in vain.

Zhao Qijun was still lying in the hospital, neither dead nor alive, Qi Yan didn't ask for any explanation for the Zhao brothers and sisters beating her.And the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family couldn't care less about doing other things now. If the new Director Li hadn't said something, it is said that Zhao Shuying would have been almost detained because of the torture of Chu Chu that night.