Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

As soon as he entered the room, someone immediately came up to search him again. Huangfu Lin just stood there slantingly, allowing two dark-faced men to search him.

This time, everything on his body that contained even a little bit of metal was confiscated, even the watch was no exception.

After passing through several doors and checking from inside to outside several times, Biaozi who followed behind was a little impatient, but Huangfu Lin glanced over and immediately put away the dissatisfaction on his face.

Biaozi's eyes were the same as Huangfu Lin's, scanning the surroundings without any trace.

Sharp-eyed people noticed that there are dense pinhole cameras everywhere. Although they are hidden very subtly, they, who have undergone life-and-death training, scanned them out at a glance, and pretended not to see them.

After finally passing the inspection, the man in black leading the way led the two of them expressionlessly to a wall, on which hung a huge oil painting, a treasure of famous masters.

The man in black knocked on the door lightly, three times without any hurry.

The painting slowly rose up, revealing a snow-white wall.

After a while, the wall opened a crack in the middle, and the gap was invisible to the naked eye, and slid to the two sides.

It seems that there is a hole in the sky.

The purpose of entering is to decorate the resplendent and magnificent rooms, just like European luxury palaces, with well-made precious jade products everywhere, mixed with many gold ornaments.

It seems that this is the lair of Basong Chalunphong.

"Mr. Huangfu is really courageous."

A feminine voice resounded. The man was wearing a bright red shirt. The dazzling red made his already unrecognizable face even softer. Staring at the cup of tea in his hand.

Hearing a sound here, he raised his head slowly.

And in front of him, there was another cup of hot tea, apparently reserved for Huangfu Lin.

"Mr. Chalunpon, long time no see."

Huangfu Lin's eyes were dim, and he couldn't see the expression clearly, but Biaozi who was following him was taken aback.

I have heard of Basong long ago? Charunpong is a personal monster, but no one would have guessed that the munitions giant with a reputation all over Southeast Asia has such a stunning face, which is different from the indifference of the boss. Only silky girls are soft and charming, too feminine.

No wonder the outside world made him a miraculous figure. Few people have actually seen him or should be said to be her now.

But it's just such a Thai transvestite who used amazing means to occupy 30.00% of the arms business in Southeast Asia, and now he even turned his mind on the boss.

Basong Charunporn smiled, full of charm, "You can call me by my Chinese name, Liu Qing."

This time, he actually used blunt Chinese, and while speaking, he gently shook his snow-white wrist, and the blue-and-white porcelain cup shone faintly under the refraction of the light.The two extreme colors of red clothes and bright wrists form an extremely sharp contrast.

Biaozi suddenly lost his appetite.

This she-beast actually had a name with a rather ancient Chinese style, and even tasted tea like someone else's arty, which is really disgusting enough.

Huangfu Lin sat down on the empty couch opposite, with a calm expression, and the moment he lowered his eyes, he covered up the flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

Biaozi immediately stood behind Huangfu Lin, scanning his surroundings vigilantly. . . . . .