A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

When he saw Jinyu desert, Zhou always thought of the child who died three years ago. If their child had not died, he would be almost as big as Jinyu desert now.

It's just that time can't go back

"Have you ever thought of our son for a second?" Zhou man asked in a cool tone.

Jin Beisen frowned and was silent. He didn't tell Zhou Manchun that Xiaomo was their son. Jin Beisen also had his stubbornness. He didn't want the child to be a condition of exchange. He wanted Zhou Manchun to come back willingly.

"What do you want? What if I don't want to? " Jin Beisen asked without expression.

Zhou Manchun smiled coldly at the bottom of his heart. He thought to himself, too, how could Jin Beisen care?

"You asked me to come here today. What's the matter?" Zhou Manchun chuckled and shifted the topic.

"Two years in prison for bigamy, Zhou Manchun. Do you like to go to prison or do you want to divorce Yu Chen?" Jin Beisen went straight to the subject, his face was cold and his whole face collapsed, which was quite different from the image of his father when he just called Jin Yumo.

"First of all, I didn't know that you didn't submit the divorce agreement to the court. Besides, we have already met the conditions for divorce. We have been separated for two years. I will ask my lawyer to submit evidence to the court. However, I'm curious about one thing." Zhou Manchun suddenly smiled, which was very strange.

"What is it?"

"I've got married to Yu Chen, and I have a child. President Jin is surrounded by beautiful women. Why bother me? Do you particularly like to hook up with married women? "

Jin Beisen's face sank and his expression was more ugly than before. He pulled at the corners of his mouth and said, "yes, I just like to hook up with you. Wearing a green hat for Yu Chen will make me very happy."

"You pervert." Zhou Manchun glared at her eyes and cursed severely.

Jin Beisen quickly extended his hand, clasped Zhou Manchun's wrists with one hand, and pulled out the belt that she tied to her waist. The white bathrobe was instantly loosened. Jin Beisen overwhelmed Zhou Manchun on the sofa and bullied her.

Zhou Manchun forgets to react for a moment. When she comes back to her mind, Jin Beisen has already pressed on her. Zhou Manchun cannot move because of his pressure and struggles desperately, "you let go of me, you pervert."

"Struggling with what? Don't you like it very much? Today, I'll let you try. Yu Chen and I, who is more powerful. " Jin Beisen gently stroked Zhou Manchun's hair, and walked on her shoulder with a big palm at the clavicle

"You let go, let go of me." Zhou Manchun suddenly choked, and the dense fog blocked her sight.

All of a sudden, Jin Beisen's magnified handsome face was covered, his thin lips were mercilessly covered on her lips, tenderly * *.

Tears ran freely on his face. The familiar smell made Zhou Manchun's spine numb. His kiss was as aggressive as ever, and Zhou Manchun pushed him away. Jin Beisen was determined to plunder Zhou Manchun. He refused to give up, but he still pressed her tightly.

Just at the time of their ambiguous hot days, the door bell rang very unluckily.

Zhou Manchun woke up in a flash and pushed Jin Beisen again. I don't know how much strength he used, or because Jin Beisen was wandering, he finally pushed him away.

Jin Beisen put on his clothes slowly and said to Zhou Manchun, "your clothes are in the laundry. They have been dried."

Zhou Manchun quickly jumped into the laundry, closed the door and locked it.

"Beisen, why did it take so long to open the door? Are you doing something bad behind my back? " Su Mu Ni put his hand around Jin Beisen 's neck, his tone was tender and tender, and the corners of his mouth smiled as if he had eaten honey.

Jin Beisen pushed her away and sat down. "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come to see you when I miss you?" Su Muni frowned and noticed that there was a woman's chain bag on the sofa in the living room. Obviously, there was a woman in this apartment!

Zhou Manchun put on his own clothes, arranged his hair, put his ears on the door and listened. It seemed like a woman's voice outside.

"Beisen, is there a woman in your room?" Asked sumuni, frowning.

Now, Zhou Manchun has finally heard clearly. It seems to be the voice of sumuni. It's really God's help!

Zhou Manchun opened the door and walked out in a dignified way. The elegant light in the living room shone on her face, which was particularly delicate and beautiful.

Su Muni saw Zhou Manchun coming out of the room between the eyes, and the whole face was completely black.

"Thank you, Mr. Jin. I will consider Mr. Jin's proposal. Goodbye." Zhou Manchun walked to the shoe cabinet gracefully, picked up his high-heeled shoes and bent down to change them.

"Zhou Manchun, why are you here?" When Su Muni saw Zhou Manchun, the whole person couldn't calm down. He was very angry at the moment.

Jin Beisen stared at Su Muni, saw that she wanted to go up and hold Zhou Manchun's appearance, and quickly held her.

"You should ask president Jin about this question. He brought me here, but Miss Su can rest assured that nothing happened to us." Zhou Manchun's eyes narrowed, and apricot eyes seemed to smile.

The more Zhou Manchun explained it, the less sumuni believed it. She was so angry that her face turned green. She didn't say much. After all, Jin Beisen is still here.

If Jin Beisen is not here, sumuni really wants to rush up and tear Zhou Manchun's face!

"Beisen, really?" Sumuni turned his head doubtfully and looked at Jin Beisen's deep eyes.

"Well, her clothes are wet, just take her to avoid the rain." Jin Beisen explained with a cool face.

Hearing Jin Beisen's words, Su Muni was relieved. She picked up her eyebrows and said in a very arrogant voice, "now it's stopped raining outside. Miss Zhou can go."

Zhou Manchun in the heart thought, hum, even if you don't say, I will go, need you to say?

"Farewell." Zhou Manchun changed his shoes, turned around and smiled gracefully.

Out of the apartment, the heart finally did not have that feeling of depression, Zhou Manchun closed his eyes and pressed his temples.

Famous city garden.

Yu Yina is sitting on the chair of the imperial concubine with a heavy heart. Yu Shen is sending her wechat, but Yu Yina returns slowly and deliberately ignores him.

When the pleasant mobile phone rings, Yu Yina glances at the caller ID and quickly picks up the phone.

"Nana, what are you doing?" Lin Qiaoqiao's soft voice came from his mobile phone.

"How about watching TV, and you?"