My Life Can Hang

The security supervisor Wu Ye was not seen in the security room. The guard on duty was a very young security guard.

"Brother Chen, are you okay?"

The young security guard asked politely.

Last time, Wu Ye specially instructed Chen Dongcheng to do something well, so his attitude was also very enthusiastic.

Chen Dongcheng also responded with a smile: "That's right, my girlfriend and I bought too many things while shopping, and my Lamborghini never came back.

I'll ask my friend to pick up the car keys in a while, and the car keys will be left with you first. "

"Brother Chen, don't worry, I will definitely help you with this."

"Okay, thank you brother."

Chen Dongcheng gave the car keys to the young security guard, and then took another two hundred.

"Brother Chen, this can't make..."

"It's okay, just a little thought, buy a pack of cigarettes."

Chen Dongcheng smiled and patted the back of the security guard's hand, turned and left the security room.

The young security guard couldn't help but sigh, no wonder they were successful.

Treat everyone with respect, it's weird not to get rich.

The young security guard walked a few steps and followed, and said with a smile, "Brother Chen, I'm just fine, I'll ask other brothers to watch it for me for a while.

I see that you have a lot of things, so I will help you and your sister-in-law get them. "

Chen Dongcheng was surprised, and then nodded with a smile: "The relationship is good, please trouble you."

The young security guard smiled and took several large bags from Zhuang Manting and Song Meng.

The two men walked with a lot of shopping bags, talking and laughing.

Through small talk, Chen Dongcheng also knew that this young security guard was called Zhao Ruize, who had just come to the west bank of Mangrove for more than a year.

After arriving home, Chen Dongcheng shook hands again to thank him.

This time Chen Dongcheng didn't give any more money, which made Zhao Ruize very happy.

I felt that I was truly respected by Chen Dongcheng.

The first time I gave money was asking for help from a stranger.

Now that I'm familiar with it, it's a bit humiliating to give money again.

Chen Dongcheng's emotional intelligence is still reliable.

After bidding farewell to Zhao Ruize, Chen Dongcheng changed his shoes.

After walking a few steps to the sofa, I no longer had any strength.

The whole person is like being hollowed out, no wonder Chen Dongcheng is like this.

Today, I walked more than [-] steps, and my legs don't feel like my own.

Song Meng and Zhuang Manting were better. They were tempted by beautiful clothes, and they walked upstairs with their bags as if they were nothing.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Chen Dongcheng felt better.

Qiang stood up, walked to the kitchen and took a sip of ice water from the refrigerator.

Immediately I felt a lot more comfortable, and I went up the second floor along the spiral staircase.

I heard Song Meng and Zhuang Manting chatting about how to match clothes.

The cloakroom, which was originally empty, was filled.

But with the appearance of a lot of pajamas and big-name women's clothing, all of them abdicated to give way.

Song Meng turned around inadvertently, startled.

"How come you didn't say a word, you scared me to death."

"Oh, you guys are chatting so vigorously, of course I can't hear my footsteps."

"Take a shower quickly, put on your pajamas and let me see if the pajamas are really that good."

Song Meng sneered: "Virtue, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, isn't it just the body of Sister Manting?"

Zhuang Manting blushed, and quickly covered Song Meng's mouth: "Mengmeng, don't talk nonsense."

But looking at Chen Dongcheng's eager eyes, Zhuang Manting nodded slightly shyly.

Chen Dongcheng suddenly let out a howl in his heart.

Ma Dan, I knew that Zhuang Manting had a good figure before.

This time, we must take a closer look, what a good figure!

Chapter 43. 043, just right

Chen Dongcheng looked like a cat that wanted to steal fish, which attracted Song Meng's big eyes.

I was exhausted from walking around today, and Chen Dongcheng didn't want Zhuang Manting to cook anymore, so he could just order takeout.

After consulting Zhuang Manting and Song Meng, I finally chose a Sichuan restaurant called Lanting.

The per capita price of this Sichuan restaurant is more than [-], and the ingredients and taste can be guaranteed.

Chen Dongcheng is not short of money now, and naturally he is also picky about food.

This is the so-called transition from extravagance to thrift.

I chose six signature dishes and contacted the restaurant directly for delivery.

Tsk tsk, just click on it and it's close to a thousand.

There are few Sichuan restaurants at this price.

After ordering the takeout, Chen Dongcheng hung up on Lu Bai again.

"Brother Chen, is something wrong?"

"My car is in the underground garage of Jinguanghua Plaza, do you want to drive it?"

"Don't you and your sister-in-law use a car?"

"We went shopping for a day today, and the car is no longer needed."

"If you want to drive, you can come to the security room on the west bank of the mangrove to pick up the car keys. Just mention me."

"Fuck, Brother Chen, have you rented a house?"

"Well, you don't mean that the girl who can speak the island language invites you to watch the stars, just drive there and cheer yourself up."

"Okay, I'll go get the car keys in a while."

Once he got one more thing done, Chen Dongcheng stretched his waist and took a few quick steps.

Take a shower in the bathroom of your own suite.

The speed at which a man takes a bath is definitely not comparable to that of a woman.

After taking a shower, Chen Dongcheng wore a newly bought silk nightgown, which was extremely soft and comfortable.

The gold edge is dotted on the neckline, adding a bit of elegance.

It makes sense that people's nightgowns are expensive.

Just this design, material, workmanship, what kind of goods do not all hang online shopping?

Chen Dong was waiting bored at the door of Song Meng and the others' bedrooms.

For a long time, I only heard the sound of rushing water, but I couldn't see a figure.

Chen Dongcheng also blushed, although he was also an old driver.

But when he came back from the rebirth, he was still a proper innocent boy.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, there was finally a sound of footsteps.

Chen Dongcheng hurriedly listened, but Song Meng's girl came out first.

Song Meng had just finished changing her personal clothes, but she couldn't help but blushed.

Chen Dongchengfei asked Song Meng and the others to choose those who were more sexy.

Song Meng never wore this kind of style before, and today is an exception for Chen Dongcheng.

Her hair was wrapped in a towel, and the extremely smooth and supple collagen on her face made countless middle-aged ladies envy to death.

The girl's figure is not bad, Song Meng's height is 165.

The proportion is quite acceptable, and the audience of pure girls is quite large.

Chen Dongcheng is also one of them. The old driver has been working for a long time, and he likes more and more pure girls.

Not to mention that Song Meng is still the highest level among the pure girls, so the lethality should not be too great.

"Yeah, why are you here!"

Song Meng saw Chen Dongcheng standing at the door.

That fiery gaze made Song Meng feel uncomfortable.

"This is not a check for you, let's see how the quality of this nightgown is."

Song Meng gave Chen Dongcheng a charming glance: "Now that you've finished reading, you can go back first, I'm going to change my clothes."

Chen Dongcheng remembered that this girl taught himself a lot during the day, and walked into the bedroom with a straight face.

Song Meng was taken aback immediately.

When I think about the private words I heard from my colleagues before, I suddenly think about it.

"You, Sister Manting, are still here."

Song Meng suddenly became honest and did not dare to challenge Chen Dongcheng.