Close Mad Son-in-law

In terms of concentration, Chu Yun had a hard time eating soft food, and was still unmoved by the entire network's crusades and curses.

Despite the sharp and cold eyes of Professor Ye, he didn't let the wind fall.

On the other hand, Professor Ye, after a short pause, took the initiative to speak: "Do you want to watch?"

Speak with conscience, Chu Yun thought.

It doesn't matter if you are Professor Ye, Professor Zhong or Professor Bai. As long as you are in good shape and beautiful face. It's a man who wants to see it. Especially men like Chu Yun who have not been dealt with. Of course can't resist this simple and rude temptation.

"I have opened the room." Chu Yun said without squinting. "Three eights, it's auspicious, and it's also a good show."

After a short pause, he said again: "Professor Ye, are you finished?"

Professor Ye nodded.

"Go up?" Chu Yun's lips curled slightly, his eyes full of playfulness.

"Good." Professor Ye was unmoved.

Chu Yun beckoned, Du Qing passed by secretly, unconsciously putting the key into his pocket.

Chu Yun got up and walked towards the elevator entrance.

But when he passed by Professor Ye, he leaned over and said: "Who is not here, who is a dog."

Professor Ye gave a cry, the wind was light and the clouds were calm.

Chu Yun strode away and entered the elevator.

Going upstairs, he waited at the elevator entrance. It depends on whether Professor Ye dared to come.

In less than three minutes, the elevator opened.

Professor Ye came out with a flat expression, his eyes fell on Chu Yun's face: "Don't you go take a bath first?"

Chu Yun grinned, "I like the original flavor."

There was a pause: "After the shower, it smells of chemicals, not irritating enough."

"The idea is good." After Professor Ye evaluated, he followed Chu Yun to Three Eights.

There was a dripping sound.

Chu Yun opened the door and entered first.

Professor Ye did not rush in. He closed the door with his backhand very cultivated.

"The room is nice, right?" Chu Yun sat down on the bed. "I originally wanted to book a more interesting room, but considering that Professor Ye is a good teacher, I might be a little unwilling to let it go. I just want to talk about it next time."

Professor Ye paced to his side and glanced at Chu Yun: "Make a place."

When Chu Yun heard the words, he was heartbroken. The **** still moved away.

Professor Ye sat next to him gracefully, only less than twenty centimeters apart. A gust of elegant fragrance fragrant. I don't know if it is perfume or body scent.

Professor Ye is not fancy dressing up, exquisite suit skirt, slender high heels. Not wearing death stockings, the overall has an elite style, but also slightly intellectual beauty.

Of course, these alone certainly do not deserve to be highly praised by Du Qing, the little prince of nightclubs.

Face, temperament, and mysterious and powerful life experience are the most deadly to men.

"There is a problem." Chu Yun glanced sideways at Professor Ye.

"Say." Professor Ye opened his red lips slightly.

"All up and down in neutral?" Chu Yun was bold.

"So?" Professor Ye tilted his head and glanced at Chu Yun.

"Then there must be no leakage?" Chu Yun has a scientific research spirit. "Is it possible for prickly heat to develop recently with the heat wave?"

The deeper the conversation, the more prerequisites. It has reached the level of obscenity.

"Ventilation can relieve dampness." Professor Ye said without changing his face. "You have suffered an uncultured loss."

Chu Yun nodded slightly: "Professor Ye has to be affected, so teach me more experience."

"Can you start?" Professor Ye went straight to the subject.

"I can't ask for it." Chu Yun sat up, his eyes glowing with fire.

Professor Ye didn't say much, and took off the hairpin. In an instant, the black hair was like a waterfall, soft and clear. The snow-white neck was set off more and more glittering.

Undoing the shackles of her long hair, Professor Ye began to unbutton her.

Start with the first one on the chest.

"You lie to me." Chu Yun frowned. "I didn't wear it well?"

He had already seen the **** on Professor Ye's chest.

"Take off the skirt and you know I didn't lie to you." Professor Ye stood up, moving lightly and casually, ready to take the next move.

"I suddenly lose my appetite."

Chu Yun stood up without warning and left the soft bed.

"Do you want to be a dog?" Professor Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. Stopped the movement in his hands.

"I don't like women who lie." Chu Yun shook his head. "When you unfastened the second button, I lost interest in you."

Chu Yun moved away a few steps, his expression calm.

"Too much explanation will only show your incompetence and weakness." Professor Ye sat down again and fastened the buttons on his chest.

"I'm a picky eater." Chu Yun lit a cigarette and walked towards the door. "For a woman who is not interested, even if I throw in my arms, I can't lift my energy."

Click.

Chu Yun opened the door of the room.

"Oh right." Chu Yun slowly turned around, and gave Professor Ye a smile. "The sweat on your palms sold you out."

After all, go with the door.

In the spacious room, only Professor Ye was left alone. She sat quietly on the edge of the bed, rubbing her palms on the soft bedding.

She did sweat.

Although she hid it deep, she was still noticed by Chu Yun.

What does he want to do?

What did he want today?

Professor Ye narrowed his eyes and opened his red lips: "But I am interested in you."

After all, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a call.

Toot.

After a relatively long wait, the call was connected.

A faint and cold voice came from the other side. A voice that Professor Ye didn't like very much.

"Your husband and I opened a room. Just left. The room is three and eight." Professor Ye said lightly, neither attempting to irritate each other, nor showing the slightest provocation. "I have a bed picture. Can you see it?"

Quiet.

Deathly quiet.

Professor Ye even heard the breathing on the other end of the phone.

There was an almost weird smile on her noble and elegant face. Very bad, very bad.

"Oh."

After a while, the woman on the other side of the phone replied: "Anything else?"

She didn't hang up the phone directly. Because Professor Ye is her sister's teacher.

If she had to discuss about Su Xiaoxiao, she would take it seriously.

"No, just talk to you. I don't want you to be kept in the dark." Professor Ye said, summing up. "The kung fu is good, it's fair to be a little boy."

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Before she finished her voice, Su Mingyue hung up the phone.

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"Mr. Chu, cow."

Inside the car, Du Qing gave a thumbs up and was dumbfounded: "How did you hook up with Professor Ye? She is the famous iceberg queen in our circle. Even the top dudes can't get in. Her eyes. Cold water is frequently poured on her."

"What's the matter?" Chu Yun drank his cigarette and drove coldly. "As long as the older brother is good at her skills, she will fall down on the screaming sister."

This sounded like a **** fantasy.

But he opened the room, he gave the key, and he also picked up the people. Although it came out sooner, the time was shorter.

After all, the opponent is Professor Ye, even though Du Qing thinks he has good skills. But in the face of such superb quality, it is inevitable to lose the standard and perform abnormally.

He understood Chu Yun very well and was proud of him.