My 26-year-old Pretty CEO

"You just hate me? Throw these things into those filthy things? How much hate is that? " Chen Nan smiles bitterly. At this moment, he is completely desperate. He has done so much for Nalan Shiyu, but he still can't change her heart. Is it meaningful to stay?

The feeling with Nalan's poetry language is like a shackle, which fetters him all the time. For the sake of poetry language, he often disobeys his original intention. It's a good thing to lift this shackle. What's the significance of forcing?

"It's time to leave."

Chennan looks up to the sky with a heavy sigh. He leaves Tangchen Yipin and walks along the road mechanically. Unconsciously, he goes to the seaside.

Chen Nan sits on a rock and lets the sea wind blow his hair. He looks at the sea for a long time and doesn't move. He was thinking about the little things he knew about poetry.

At this moment, he suddenly felt very tired. He had done so much for the poetry, but in the end he was ruthlessly expelled by her. Shouldn't he have too much hope for her from the beginning?

"Well, it's better to settle down than to tangle together." I don't know how long later, chennan stood up. At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling of physical and mental fatigue. He didn't want to pay attention to anyone. He took the mobile phone into the space, and he wanted to completely precipitate it.

After sitting for a moment, Chen Nan takes out the peacock feather. From the outside, it looks like a glittering cylinder made of pure gold. There are two hinges on it. Pressing the hinge can launch concealed weapons.

Thinking of the gorgeous peacock, chennan is still worried. He sighs that this concealed weapon, which is known as the best in the world, really deserves its reputation. It is said that the one who can die under the peacock plume is a strong one, and he is lucky to escape.

Chen Nan's divine sense sweeps into it. It's complicated. After studying for a long time, he suddenly understands that the peacock plume is so powerful. The opening of the peacock screen implies the mechanism of heaven and earth. The moment it is launched, it can extract space to kill. The beautiful pattern can even confuse people's mind.

Looking at the vast sea under the night, his figure seems to be integrated with the boundless night. Between breathing, chennan has a feeling of connecting with the heaven and the earth. Suddenly, he has a kind of insight in his heart. If he turns his spear into a peacock like the peacock launched by the peacock plume, let it condense the killing power of space, and confuse the enemy with its dazzling beauty, it will be powerful Isn't it bigger.

With this idea, chennan immediately takes out the xuanbing gun and holds it in his hand. He can't help shaking his head and grinning bitterly. His body hasn't completely recovered, and he can't blow out 49 cold stars. He has a kind of self-confidence. If his cultivation reaches the Dragon level, it should not be a problem to double the gun awn. But now he is powerless.

If you want to change the spear awn into the shape of peacock's open screen, you need not only strong Qi, but also powerful divine consciousness to control the spear awn, so that you can have the chance to change the spear awn into the shape of peacock's open screen.

Chen South wry smile a, only wait for oneself to repair ability to try. Then he put the gun into the space and looked at the distant lights. He suddenly thought of the yard he used to live in. At the moment, he wanted to go back and have a look. Although the yard is not big, it really belongs to his own home. In Shanghai, he lives with women. After careful calculation, it really belongs to his own residence, only the yard. So chennan got up and went to the shantytown step by step Let's go.

Shantytowns are not as prosperous as the urban area. It's about 10 p.m. at this time. The shantytowns are dark, and only a few houses in the distance have weak lights.

Came to the front of the yard, Chen South even the door is lazy to open, directly flew into the yard.

Looking at the familiar yard and the vigorous clover, he can't help thinking of Shen Qiuhe's quiet face. Chennan suddenly has a feeling of going home. He feels so tired and wants to sleep.

"This is my home." Chen Nan's face appeared a smile, stepped forward, pushed open the door and entered his room.

The scene in the room made him feel like going back in time. The hazy moonlight shines into the window. Under the silvery moonlight, there is a snow-white, plump and graceful beauty lying on her bed.

The beauty's body is as crystal clear as jade, snow muscle and jade bone are full of palpitating milky halo in the moonlight, her long hair is scattered on the pillow, and she is in a lazy sleeping position. She only wears a three-point pose, and she actually wears a T-shaped lace. Under the shackles of narrow t-pants, her round pink buttocks are hard to cover, just like two ripe peaches.

What's more, the beauty on the bed doesn't worry that someone will come in. She sleeps lazily and casually, lying on her back half sideways. The silky blanket is kicked to one side by her. A few strands of black silk protrude from the edge of t-pants, and the proud snow peak under the black bra is half covered, which adds more temptation. It's called spring, light, Bi, Lu.

The boundless spring makes chennan breathe a little fast, and a fire rises under his belly. He can't help but walk forward a few steps and looks at the bed. Sleeping beauty has a quiet posture, attractive cherry mouth is half open, nose wings are moving, and sleeping is fragrant, but it's not Shen Qiuhe. Who is it?

"It turns out that Qiu He has been sleeping here." Shen He had just come back from the prison, and when he saw him lying in his bed for more than a year, he did not think of it.Home is still, beauty is still, her heart is still concerned about that man, even if he has left here, here is still her warmest harbor.

Looking at the lazy beauty on the bed, chennan is pitying and loving. At this moment, he suddenly thinks of home. Whenever a man comes back from the outside, his beloved woman is waiting for you in his own home and on the bed. This is home. The definition of home seems simple, but how many warm homes are there?

At the moment, Shen Qiuhe is lying in her home and bed, just like the bride waiting for her husband's return. No matter when you come, she will lie here and wait for her husband silently.

Chennan has a feeling that no matter when she goes home, Shen Qiuhe will lie there, waiting for her man to come back.

This picture is slightly different from the last one. At the beginning, the girl next door's body was still tender and green, but now her beauty is more confident and noble, and her body is more plump and mature, just like a blooming flower. It's time to pick.

Looking at the sleeping beauty's quiet sleeping posture on the bed, chennan can't help but reach out and gently lift up the girl's hair scattered by the pillow, letting her hair flow from her fingertips. A moment later, her big hand slides down again, gently stroking the girl's delicate, soft and elastic face.