Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ye Po Ye Ye eleven people were left to clean up, Ling Qingyu and Yan San Yang Zhao took Cheng Jia and drove to Hang Lung Square.

Ling Qingyu noticed and saw that Yang Zhao's traffic rules seemed to be more familiar than himself. He felt ashamed, and thought, if he hadn't carried that thousand years of knowledge, in fact, he could not be better than any of them, right?

"That Chen Xi also passed from this world here?" Yang Zhao asked, looking at her discouraged look in the rearview mirror.

"Yeah." Ling Qingyu nodded.

"Then, why can't she do what you do?" Yan San put her arms around her waist and let her lean on her body, smiling: "Qingyu, not everyone can do like you."

"If you continue to belittle yourself, it will only prove that we have a problem with our vision," Cheng Jia smiled back and said, "I never thought that I would see the wrong person."

"Could you not know me so much!" Ling Qingyu cried, causing the three of them to laugh.

Standing on the first floor of Plaza 66, waiting for Yang Zhao to stop, Ling Qingyu stood in front of the guide and looked at the brands. In the end, she decided not to buy those luxury brands that were too excessive. At this time, she didn't want people to know her. Developed, then, wearing clothes that exceed her previous price will make people feel that she is deliberate, and she is proud of herself because of her low self-esteem.

However, Yang Zhao's clothes should not be too bad. They have to choose the low-key luxury to bring out their background.

"Miss Ling?" A surprised call interrupted Ling Qingyu's contemplation. Turning around, she saw that she was a woman in her thirties who was elegantly dressed and looked like a lady. After thinking for a long time, she didn't find anyone who knew this person. Memory, unconsciously looked left and right.

"I am Zhong Chufei." The woman smiled friendly and stretched out her hand.

Ah, she had heard of this name before. Ling Qingyu stretched out her hand and shook it lightly, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhong, long admiring the name." Zhong Chufei, the Zhong family is not considered the top rich, but she can mix into the top rich circle. The celebrity, according to Hua Dong's words, this is a very powerful woman.

Zhong Chufei smiled, looked at Yan San and Cheng Jia behind her, and smiled: "Miss Ling is here to shop?"

"Yes, take a few friends to have a look." Ling Qingyu said with a decent smile.

"Then I won't bother you." Zhong Chufei took out a business card from his handbag and smiled: "If you have time, how about a cup of tea?"

Ling Qingyu also took out his business card from his handbag, and the two exchanged smiles and said, "It's natural. When will I have time?"

"Okay, call." Zhong Chufei smiled, glanced at Yang Zhao who was coming up from the escalator, said goodbye, and stepped out of the door in high heels.

Yang Zhao's gaze stayed on her back for a while, walked to Ling Qingyu's side, saw Yan San quietly stepped back two steps, took her hand, and asked, "Who?"

"Well, a powerful character is a strange person, but I didn't know her before, and I didn't have a circle with her." Ling Qingyu shook his head suspiciously, then threw this person aside, and took his hand to each other. Walked to the shop.

In the corner of his eye, Yan San had quietly followed out, and Yang Zhao retracted his gaze. Zhong Chufei was bestowed by the anti-water private detective, and they knew more than Ling Qingyu.

Zhong Chufei, ranked third in the Zhong family, is not the daughter of the Zhong family. She was taken by her aunt to live in the United States when she was in high school, and then went to Stanford University. After graduating from college, she took a trip to the Middle East with her boyfriend and his friends and was arrested in Africa. As a hostage, under her eagerness and wisdom, a group of people escaped halfway. Her boyfriend was killed, but because of this, she became a life-and-death friendship with the children of the British nobles and entered the circle of the rich. Over the years, I have earned a very rich family property for myself.

However, the relationship between her and the head of the Zhong family has been extremely stale in the past two years, and several cooperation projects have been broken. Now there is a state of unending death on both sides.

This person is unmarried but has numerous lovers.

However, this man is indeed much smarter than Mrs. Rong San. After getting the detective's reply that he had not done this case, he said very generously that there was no need to refund the deposit, and then he did nothing.

Speaking of it, the situation here is much better than there. He is no longer responsible, and no one will look at him and affect her.

In this life, Yang Zhao turned his head to look at Ling Qingyu with a simple and happy smile on both sides of the shop windows, his eyes flickered, Qingyu, Zhao only lives for you...

Seeing the cold-eyed man in the mirror, who was lazily leaning against the stone pillar at the entrance of the square, but his whole body made her shudder, Zhong Chufei's eyes twitched.

"I'll clean him up." The man driving the car glanced at the rearview mirror and said coldly.

Zhong Chufei shook his head and said, "We have no conflict with them. One more friend is better than one enemy." After speaking, he smiled again and said, "Can you clean him up?"

The man was silent for a while, and said, "No, I can't beat him."

Zhong Chufei laughed and patted him on the shoulder to show comfort. That person, so blatantly warned her, it also showed that they did not really want to be an enemy of her, but this was when she did not violate their bottom line, if she was like Mrs. Rong San...

idiot! Zhong Chufei sneered twice in his heart.

The men’s figures are so good that Ling Qingyu doesn’t have to worry about choosing clothes. The real time is spent on her dress. The three people in unison did not allow her to wear the off-shoulder curve and shrink so that her plump body is completely revealed. Clothes.

Ling Qingyu looked at her protruding abdomen in the mirror, and then changed her face in black. Yes, my figure is not good, but I don't need to be so obviously disgusted!

"Are there clothes with low-heeled shoes?" Yang Zhao asked the shopping guide outside, and Ling Qingyu was taken aback. The warmth came to his heart. Yes, these dresses are beautiful and beautiful, but they are indeed not suitable for this blessed body. , But also with high heels.

"This set doesn't work, there is too much exposure." As soon as the slit was opened, Cheng Jia heard outside, Ling Qingyu stopped involuntarily and quietly saw it.

The shopping guide girl is holding a long skirt in her hand. The skirt is very long and fits with low-heeled shoes, but she opened a fork to the thigh from the side.

"That's it." Yan San pointed to a set of crimson suits and whispered in a low voice, "Why do you dress so beautifully?"

There was a black line on Ling Qingyu's forehead, San Ye, are you the most beautiful woman in your family? Besides you, anyone else would think I'm beautiful?

"Well, this is not bad." Yang Zhao and Cheng Jia nodded at the same time so that Ling Qingyu staggered out of the fitting room.

Back at the villa, spread the scanned clothes on the sofa, Ling Qingyu let everyone put on clothes and show her, seeing them all tall and taller than the model, plus the despise the world Like momentum...

Ling Qingyu couldn't help sighing: "Look, I will definitely not hide it. As a good man in our family, he naturally has to dress up. The more handsome, the more attractive we are."

The people who didn’t go looked at each other, Cheng Jia smiled and said, “Is this protesting that we’re not letting you wear that beautiful dress?” As he said, his subordinates kept drawing the dress out. The figure in his pen was comparable. Ling Qingyu is much more beautiful, and he also deliberately draws the long splits flying between the walks and the V-shaped back exposed.

Zhao Yinfeng's face suddenly sank, and stared at her, "Who do you want to wear to look so beautiful?" Isn't there enough people?

Okay, this face turned black, but the others over there were aggrieved. Ye Shiyi shed two tears. Ling Qingyu cried out, "This, that and that? The clothes are beautiful, but look. People wear an S-shape, and I wear a double-S-shape, who would think that I’m pretty?” He said, he bulged his S-shape belly purposely.

"I think, let's just look like it, Qingyu, you don't care about others at all, what you wear is a great beauty!" After Meng Su smiled and said, Ying Jiu Ye Po and the others nodded repeatedly.

Do you think it is too conscience? Ling Qingyu stared at him wide.

"Isn't there a saying here that tells the lover to see Xi Tzu in the eyes of lovers?" Yang Zhao put the bottom **** underwear away quietly, and said softly: "It's cold now. Wearing that is easy to catch cold. , Just wear them at home.” There is no sense of prevention over there, so many people come out at once, can they repeat the lesson after they have already learned?

After dinner, when a group of people walked along the quiet and elegant streets of Xinhua Road, Ling Qingyu said with a dark face: "This is not fair. You will put on sportswear for me when you go back!"

The return rate is too high!

Even an old lady tripped over the dog leash she was holding because of staring, which suddenly increased Ling Qingyu's pressure.

Entering the room, closing the door, looking at Ling Qingyu who fell on the bed frowning and sighing, Yang Zhao took off his coat, walked to the bed, put his hand on her back and pressed it down from top to bottom, smiling. :"what happened?"

"I have no confidence, you are too good!" Ling Qingyu looked at him sideways, stroked his handsome cheek with his fingers, and muttered: "What? I'm afraid I'm not good enough. What if you despise me in the future ?"

Yang Zhao laughed lightly, warming his heart, and lowered his head to her ear and said: "Then, as before, lock Zhao. Only you can open the lock, only you can touch the body, only you can Is it okay to have a heart?" She didn’t know, she directly expressed how happy they were to be jealous. When she carried the sunglasses one by one with her anger and black face, Ye Shiyi ignored the return on the street. Someone else went straight up the tree.

"Zhao, will it always be mine?" Ling Qingyu asked with a hint of anxiety and caution.

Yang Zhao lowered his head and kissed her lips, took her hand and leaned under him, saying, "Forever, eternal life, Zhaodu belongs to you."

The shirt was taken off at an extremely fast speed. Ling Qingyu turned over and pressed Yang Zhao underneath. His fingers slowly moved down his neck, and when they reached the ring on his chest, he lowered his head and gently bit the already firm one. Cornel.

"Ah..." Yang Zhao let out a groan, and his body trembled slightly. As her tongue licked and bitten, and the hand that ran down the body held the soft one, his moaning became louder. , The trembling of the body became more obvious.

"Qingyu..." There was a tremor in the voice, Yang Zhao hugged her waist, looked at her hazyly in his eyes, and whispered: "Zhao Yinfeng said that there is something to buy online, Qingyu, Can you give me another one?"

Ling Qingyu, who was biting the cornel vigorously, was startled, and looked up at his blushing cheeks for a while before trying to understand what that thing was. He couldn't help but said, "That dead wind! Don't do good things!"

"Zhao likes..." Yang Zhao's cheeks were flushed, and after a whisper, her body straightened up as she squeezed the place badly, and the fine moans couldn't help overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

Ling Qingyu loved his forced patience but became more attractive, and immediately said without thinking: "Okay!" Then he leaned over and kissed the ruddy **** lips fiercely.