President Sony Ericsson: Woman, you are mine

Chapter 1007 It's just a letter in the coming month
"I like it," Xia Zimo looked up and smiled at him. When mentioning Van Gogh, Xia Zimo had a lot to say: "In a sunny small city called Arles in the south of France, Van Gogh rented a house there. He built a two-story hut, painted the walls in his favorite yellow color, and named it the yellow color hut. It was in that place that Van Gogh's most famous work "Sunflower" was born. This painting is the most against the sky. The reason is that he actually used yellow paint as a background to paint yellow sunflowers."

Dongfang Chen asked again: "What do you like about Van Gogh?"

Xia Zimo was stunned, as if Van Gogh had almost no merits other than being good at painting.

Dongfang Chen rubbed her hair again with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about that useless guy who has to rely on his younger brother to support him, drinks too much all day and has a bunch of sexual/diseases, come over to eat."

Xia Zimo continued to stare blankly, as if Van Gogh was indeed the case.

She is happy today, at least for now.

Just picked up the chopsticks.

Suddenly: "Dongfang Chen, Fuck.you.the.fucking.fucker!"

A yellow-haired man came in dragging a heavy suitcase outside the gate.

Dongfang Chen called out to the man: "Bill."

The man was dressed like a knight, with blond hair and blue eyes, and he could tell he had just returned from abroad.

Bill put down the heavy suitcase, pointed at Dongfang Chen's nose and cursed again: "Fuck.you.the.fucking.fucker!"

You are a fucking bastard!

"Hi Bill, what's the matter?" Dongfang Chen was a little innocent.

Bill pulled off his tie, and cursed again in tone-deaf Chinese: "You heartless bastard, I thought you would come to pick up the plane, but someone came, took your things, and threw me on the plane Don't care, Fuck!"

Dongfang Chen looked at Butler Lan: "Why, didn't you send Bill to the hotel?"

Butler Lan spread her hands innocently: "The young master only told us to go to the airport to pick up our things and come back quickly. Miss Xia is waiting to eat shortbread."

"Sorry Bill, in order to show my respect, please have a meal with me."

Bill took out two bottles of well-preserved red wine from the suitcase, and continued to say in Chinese with a deaf tone: "It's not allowed on the plane, only these two bottles."

Lan Yin took it and opened it.

"Oh, so there is a beautiful lady here, beautiful girl, let's have a French kiss," he said, even opening his hands to hug Xia Zimo.

Dongfang Chen blocked him with one hand: "I don't want to eat anymore."

Bill looked at the dishes on the table: "Not bad."

So there was one more person for dinner today, Xia Zimo thought it was not bad.

After the red wine was opened, Xia Zimo took a sip, it was very good, the best red wine in France, she couldn't help but take another sip, Dongfangchen smiled and poured her another glass.

Bill looked to be of mixed Chinese and foreign race. He should be very familiar with Dongfang Chen. He was not at all restrained and spoke Chinese well. He was still talking while drinking soup: "Where should I sleep tonight?"

"Hotel," Dongfang Chen replied.

"No way, CEO, I came back from France all the way, and you let me stay in a hotel."

"The most exclusive royal hotel, you can live in whatever you want, you're welcome."

Xia Zimo finished drinking, and wanted to pour another cup after drinking.

Dongfang Chen held it down, "You can't drink it, drink the soup."

"Lan Yin, put the wine in the wine cabinet."

Seeing the wine taken away, Xia Zimo lowered his head to drink the soup.

Bill looked at her and asked, "Your woman? Have you had a relationship?"

Xia Zimo's face turned red instantly.

"To shut up!"

Bill nodded: "That's it."

Dongfang Chen also took a sip of the wine, and was really not sure: "For the sake of the good wine, I allow you to stay in my castle tonight."

Bill looked at Xia Zimo's empty wine glass: "Your woman likes my wine very much. In fact, I still have a big box. The airport consignment department should deliver it to me tomorrow."

Dongfang Chen thought for a while: "If all your wine belongs to me, I will allow you to stay for ten days."

Bill yelled: "My God, capitalists really suck blood."

Xia Zimo had the feeling of meeting a bosom friend.

There is wood.

She used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of garlic and ate it, and it took a few times to get it.

"Beautiful lady, eating garlic will affect kissing."

Xia Zimo: "..."

Dongfang Chen has guests tonight, and Xia Zimo entered her room early holding the 'Sunflower'.

It wasn't until ten o'clock, when she heard that there was no movement outside, that she poked her head out quietly, and went downstairs to fetch water when she saw no one.

Seeing the red wine in the wine cabinet, she was really hungry, so she lightly went to pour another glass.

A person is drinking happily with his body behind his back.

Feeling the breath of male hormones approaching, she turned around suddenly and almost knocked over the red wine.

"Woman, you steal the wine." Dongfang Chen snatched her wine glass and put it heavily on the counter.

"I...I want to drink."

She lowered her head, her long straight hair hung down her sides, and her big eyes blinked anxiously, like a child who made a mistake and was caught.

Because of drinking, her cheeks were flushed, and she was still wearing that kind of nightgown, with her arms and legs exposed.

Dongfang Chen held her head and kissed it.

The more he kissed, the more he breathed, and he was so impulsive that he directly pushed her against the counter.

Xia Zimo was lifted up by him before he could react, he forced himself between her legs and continued to kiss her.

She was dizzy and just about to bite him.

Suddenly a whistle sounded.

Both stopped.

Bill came out of the kitchen with water, then walked up the stairs slowly, and whistled at the two people at the counter.

Speak English: "Remember.to.wear.a.condom."

Remember to wear a condom.

Dongfang Chen buried himself on Xia Zimo's body and breathed steadily, cursing in a low voice: "Let him go out tomorrow!"

Then Xia Zimo's body was empty, and he hugged him.

into his own room.

Remember.to.wear.a.condom, Xia Zimo repeated in her heart.

"Mr. Dongfang, Mr. Dongfang, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"What's uncomfortable?"

"Stomach, I feel a little sick to my stomach." She didn't lie, she did feel a little sick to her stomach.

"Tell you not to drink so much wine and lie down."

Dongfang Chen didn't get angry, and didn't touch her, he just hugged her.

Xia Zimo was a little uncomfortable being hugged, and moved, trying to stay away from him.

Dongfang Chen's hoarse voice came: "Woman, if you touch me again, I won't promise that I won't touch you tonight."

His hands were already pinched under his armpits, as if he wanted to climb up. Not only that, he also bit her earlobe in his mouth and gnawed twice.

Xia Zimo felt an electric current flow through his body.

She remained still, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

It hurts, it hurts.

Xia Zimo clutched her stomach and tossed and turned in pain, the pain in her sleep.

Dawn, birdsong.

"Mo Mo, wake up."

Dongfang Chen lifted the quilt and saw the woman huddled into a ball.

"Xia Zimo," he called again, reaching out to hug her, but his hands were sweaty.

Dongfang Chen's voice instantly became anxious: "Xia Zimo, what's wrong with you?"

She shrank her body and moved again, Dongfang Chen saw a large red blood stain under her body.

"Lan Yin, Lan Yin! Call the doctor! Hurry up!"

Nothing.

Xia Zimo just sent a monthly letter.

But it alarmed the people in the whole castle.

(End of this chapter)