Chapter 186

I decided to accept you, but not at the road side of the gate.

Chu Yang, who had been burning for no reason, released his hand holding Zhou Tangtang's left leg, but bent down to hold her left and right legs... His voice was hoarse, and he said: "I don't care! We can go to the car! " With that, he held her in his arms and turned around regardless of her slippers falling to the ground.

Just want to embrace the beauty on the bus, but stopped.

Standing there like a sculpture.

Five black off-road vehicles were parked behind chuyang's car. Chai Murong's disappointed and angry face appeared from the window of the car in the middle.

Chai Murong face that cold, disappointed mixed with a huge disappointment expression, like a ladle of cold water, Shua of Chu Yang from the beginning to the end of the pouring a thorough. The lust and fire in my heart suddenly went out.

I know that I did a wrong thing at a wrong time, and I'm willing to accept punishment including "whip, drip"... Chu Yang opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Mr. Chu. Can you pull over your car? I want to go home. " Chai Murong smiles at Zhou Shuhan, who is at a loss in Chu Yang's arms, and then raises the window.

Eh, I always had Tangtang twice in broad daylight. How could Chai Murong have met her? The strangest thing is that I didn't notice her team coming twice! I don't know. When I'm in heat, my vigilance becomes zero? Chu Yang's inner feelings are very complex. He puts down Zhou Tangtang and whispers in her ear: "I was too impulsive just now. I'm sorry. You go home first, and I'll go to work tomorrow. "

"Don't say sorry, I like it!" Zhou Tangtang reaches out to block Chu Yang's mouth, then smiles with a delicate and refined smile, and then bends down to pick up the slippers that fall on the ground. With snow-white feet, the train flies into the gate of No. 11 villa.

Tonight, she can have a good sleep.

Although he couldn't see Chai Murong's face, Chu Yang could feel a pair of angry eyes that could penetrate the window glass staring at him, so he jumped into the car without farting, started the car and drove to Villa 18 first.

When passing by villa No. 15, Chu Yang subconsciously looks at the door... Fortunately, the abnormal woman... Is really sitting on a reclining chair at the door, wearing a wide milky white tunic dress, with her legs up.

Why do beautiful women like to cross their legs?

Does this posture make them feel confident? Or because only in this position can she show her slender, smooth and white legs in front of men?

Looking at the foot of the embroidered slipper, the shining nail polish on the toes of the silkworm's eyes glittered in the lamplight. Chu Yang thought of a lot of happy and unhappy things. Then he struck the steering wheel and pulled over to the gate of villa 15.

Standing behind the reclining chair, Li Biao and others immediately stood one meter in front of Hua Manyu.

"Li Biao, step back." Flower ramble eyes a bright, slightly waved.

"Yes." Li Biao promised, slowly back to the back of the reclining chair, a face of vigilance looking at Chu Yang jump off.

Chaimurong's team, just a little pause, and then drove past, as if they did not see all this.

After jumping out of the car with a hearty smile, Chu Yang politely said to Hua Wanyu, who was holding a glass of red wine with his two fingers in his left hand: "Mr. Hua, this is your car borrowed last night. Now it's coming back for you. Please drive home by yourself."

"You're welcome." Hua mangyu smiles and shakes his toes a few times. His hot eyes look up and down at Chu Yang, and his eyes finally fall on his crotch: "Chu Yang, have a drink together? I guarantee it's original French Lafite. "

"Not tonight, that day, that day." Chu Yang's eyes took a look at Hua Manyu's crystal clear and mellow right foot. Then he looked away, politely, and turned away.

"Chu Yang," after Chu Yang walked out of three or four steps, Hua Manyu said, "the scene in front of gate 11 just now is very touching. Mayor fan's daughter is very beautiful and happy. I'm very jealous of her. "

"Don't make up her mind, or I'll send you to the African mine." Chu Yang dropped this sentence, and went to Villa 18 without looking back.

Hua Manyu looks at Chu Yang's back, and the smile at the corner of his mouth disappears. After a long time, he raised his head to drink the glass of red wine and asked, "Libiao, do you think he is bluffing me, or can he really do it?"

Libiao light answer: "he is blowing."

"You're wrong. He didn't blow. Even if you are blowing the air, you should take it seriously. "

"Yes, I see."

"Also, when you see him in the future, you should treat him as the master." Flower ramble says. He stretched his waist lazily and stood up.

Li Biao a Leng: "treat him as master?"

"Yes, no matter what he asks of you, you should do it immediately."

"Mr. Hua, I don't understand..."

"You don't have to understand. Just do as I tell you. "

"Yes Li Biao looks at the flower ramble that wriggles waist limb to walk into villa, feel very at a loss.

……

When Chu Yang was more than ten meters away from villa 18, Zhou Bo quickly welcomed him: "Chu Shao, you're home!"

"Zhou Bo, please worry about it." The joy on Zhou Bo's face came from his heart. Chu Yang is also a little moved, quickly took out a cigarette to give him a, and then two people stood in front of the villa door to smoke.

Zhou Bo looked back and said in a low voice with a smile, "why, are you in conflict again?"

After a blush. Chu Yang scratched his head with embarrassment: "Alas, when he exchanged feelings with the daughter of mayor fan's family, she accidentally saw him. Oh, by the way, Zhou Bo. I know you're here. I'd like to ask you a question. "

Zhou Shuhan is the daughter of the mayor's family. His father's name is Zhou Heping. Zhou Heping calls uncle Zhou a third uncle. Zhou Shuhan is Chai Murong's most trusted housekeeper. But Zhou Shuhan is determined to seduce Chai Murong's husband... The relationship between them is very complicated, which makes Zhou's head ache.

Just now, I wonder why Mr. Chai got out of the car with a cold face. After hearing what Chu Yang said, he thought that he had to find a chance to have a good chat with Zhou Heping. Pretend to intentionally or unintentionally reveal the relationship between Chu Yang and the officials, otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable.

I don't know whether Zhou Bo likes to be called a passer-by, or whether Chu Yang wants to ask him questions, which makes him a little flattered. Anyway, he forgets it for the time being. He said with a smile: "if you have something to say, don't be polite with Uncle Zhou."

Chu Yang is very wry smile, whispered: "since recently, I suddenly special interest in women, don't know what happened. You know the color... You know what a dog looks like when it sees meat and bones? Although this metaphor has some influence on my image. But it's the most appropriate. Well, I see women now, just like dogs with bones. I don't know what's going on

"This..." Zhou Bo, the man who came here, pondered for a while, frowned and asked: "in my experience, have you passed your puberty now?"

"Yes, yes, your inference is very accurate. When I was 13 years old, the chicks would be able to get out of the nest. "

"That's a psychological change!"

"Yes, uncle Zhou. You are absolutely right Chu Yang slapped his hands and then sighed: "well, that's why I went to see a psychologist. That's why I was hurt by a traitor. That's why Murong can't understand. That's why... "

"That's why I want to say something nice for you?"

"Hey, hey." Chuyang gave a smile and another cigarette: "Uncle Zhou, if you have a chance to say something nice for me."

"Yes, I will."

"Then you should think it over. I'll go in and explain to her first Chu Yang said with a bitter smile: "I don't know how angry she will be."

Looking at Chu Yang's lonely figure in the night, Zhou Bo sighed in his heart: Alas, poor child, it's absolutely your sorrow that you come together with the powerful Murong.

……

Chuyang enters the living room.

The Tang Qi sisters who are watching TV are the same as before. Quietly sitting on the sofa in the corner of the living room, as if did not see Chu Yang come in. But at the same time, they let out a sigh of relief in their subconscious movements, but they did not escape Chu's "wise eyes.". I can't help but have a trace of gratitude in my heart. I know that although they look very numb, they are still worried about him in their heart. It's just that they didn't go out for him due to their duty of guarding.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you doing?" Chu Yang takes the initiative to say hello to them.

"Not bad." The speaker doesn't know whether it's Tang Qi or Tang Lin. his voice is light, just like boiled water without sugar.

If Chu Yang was replaced by any woman close to Chai Murong, the Tang Qi sisters would not be so indifferent.

These proud women from silver hook can speak to men outside, but they will not speak if they are guarding the protected people. This is not to be afraid of the suspicion of "guatian Lixia", but it is absolutely related to this kind of thing.

After we nodded to each other. Chuyang went into the restaurant.

On the dining table, there was dinner for two people. It seemed that it was arranged by Zhou Bo. It seemed that Chai Murong went upstairs because of some stimulation.

Chuyang washed his hands. Sitting there eating slowly, my heart is thinking: I don't know if Chai Murong knows that Lao Tzu was trampled by Hua Manyu. Wait a minute. Are you going to confess to her and be lenient, or are you going to tell her some white lies so as not to stimulate her?

After weighing for more than half an hour, Chu Yang had four bowls of soup and eleven Shaomai in a row, but he still didn't make up his mind. But when he pushed the bowl out of the dining room, Zhou Bo, who was watching TV from the living room, pointed to the dining table behind him.

Chu Yang looked back and saw the opposite bowl of dinner that had not been moved. Heartfelt admiration: Yes, if you give Chai Murong the dinner, maybe it will make her happy? Well, Zhou Bo is worthy of the past