Chapter 515

Night, it's very deep.

But at night, which means "it's time to go to sleep", some people are always sleepless.

Chu Yang, who saw Gu Ming break into them, is undoubtedly one of these people.

In the office of the boss of the Southern City nightclub, there are seven empty bottles on the side of the tea table. But the main players of Baijiu Chu Yang, Gu Mingchuang and Hu Li are still not enjoying themselves, and their eyes seem to be not affected by alcohol. The more bright they are, the more they feel that they are drinking a cup of Wuliangye Zhou Yuru tonight.

Shang Lige, who didn't say a few words tonight, saw Zhou Yuru's confusion and tiredness, so he whispered in her ear: "it's three o'clock in the morning, you'd better go to bed early. It seems that they will not stop until dawn. "

"Yes," said Gu mingchuang, who was next to Zhou Yuru. Also heard the words of Shang Lige, he looked at his wife with "love" in his eyes. He shook his body slightly and laughed: "sister jiu'er, go to have a rest early. The three of us need to have a good chat... Well, it's been a year. I've never been so happy. "

If put in the past, Shang Lige either ignores Gu mingchuang or stares at him.

But tonight, she also knows that everyone is very happy, if she plays cool again. Someone in Chu may really take care of her

So, she nodded very gently: "well, you play, I went to rest with Yuru."

It's true that the power of love is great, otherwise Shang jiu'er would not be so understanding as a little woman... After feeling a little, Gu mingchuang's admiration for someone in Chu is like he's been peeing all night, and he can't finish peeing.

Just like Shang Lige's Shuangxi leisure club, Gu's nightclub is also his base for eating, drinking and sleeping.

The whole top floor is his and Zhou Yuru's private space.

If you have friends from afar, you don't need to go to any hotel to sleep. Mr. Gu still has five, six, seven or eight rooms.

Again, like a little wife, he instructs Chu Yang, who is playing with Hu Li, to have an early rest. Shang Lige follows Zhou Yuru to leave the third floor.

After Zhou Yuru and Gu mingchuang, not only her mentality has changed, but her consciousness has also improved a lot. She has long seen that the white haired woman who follows her is a very difficult evil, and it is the only way to please her as much as possible... Therefore, she is arranged into the innermost room in the corridor just because of the implication of shanglige.

Although Shang lige is not good at words, she is still grateful to Zhou Yuru for her "painstaking efforts". When she left, she said thank you for the first time, which made her greatly flattered.

After Zhou Yuru left, Shang Lige didn't go to wash and sleep, but stood at the door, playing with a sharp knife.

After listening to the sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, she immediately opened the door, walked out of the room, quickly came to the window, opened the window, kneaded herself on the windowsill, and then disappeared in the corridor light.

……

Bang!

With the sound of a gun, a bullet with a blue spark whew, whew screamed into Han Fang's eyebrows, blood splashed everywhere!

……

"Ah When the blood splashed after the blow, Han Fang let out a heart splitting scream, and then suddenly opened his eyes... In front of him, it was dark, there was no bloody scene at all.

Han Fang suddenly turned over and sat up, straight Leng Leng for a moment. Only then completely sobered up: it turned out that all that just now was just a dream, and the loud scream was also in the dream. It turned out to be a dream.

"Hoo Han Fang, who was sweating all over, raised his hand and touched his heart. When his heart beat no longer as violently as before, he lay on his back. After a few hours of sleep, he looked at the gray ceiling.

After lying for a while without thinking about anything, Han Fang grabbed the mobile phone beside the pillow and looked at the time: 3:47 a.m.

"Well, I don't know when I can hold Chai Murong and sleep together..."

Han Fang, whose heart rate is normal, immediately remembers Chai Murong after forgetting his dream.

He sighed with a bitter smile. When he was about to put down his mobile phone and go to sleep, something called "ready to move" suddenly made his eyes bright: what would it be like if he went to chaimurong's room and cooked rice with her? She'll have me killed afterwards. Or will it acquiesce?

Suddenly, Han Fang sat up again and began to calculate: if Chai Murong was not interested in me, she would not allow me to come to southern Hebei with her arrogance. I will not live in her villa! From this point of view, even if it is her that what, she will not make a public statement, but at most give me a few slaps of acquiescence... Hehe, if you get a few slaps, you can get beauty. This seems to be the most suitable business in the world, right?

The more Han Fang calculated, the more he felt that he would see the result.

As a result, he couldn't hold it any longer. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

In order not to disturb others, Han Fang didn't wear shoes. Anyway, the temperature in the villas is quite suitable. Even if you walk around in the living room naked, you won't catch a cold.

Han Fang crept to the door, put his ear on the door, listened for a moment, and then went to the bed. He grabbed the bag he carried with him and took out a master key for all kinds of room locks.

Chairman Han Fanghan doesn't have the ability to unlock the lock with a single wire, but he has plenty of money to buy this high-tech master key.

In the dark, Han Fang raises his hand holding the master key. In the air virtual smash, to increase their own infinite self-confidence, bit by bit opened the door.

In the living room, there is a milky white chandelier, the cool light sprinkles on the ground. But the atmosphere is more quiet.

Safety.

Han Fang slowly closed the door, wrapped himself in a cotton Nightgown, and slowly walked up the stairs.

Five minutes later, Han Fang arrived safely in front of Chai Murong's bedroom.

If Chai Murong was a woman like Xie Yaotong, Han Fang would not dare to do so.

No other. Because that woman is more or less a practitioner. She can hear the sound of the key unlocking.

Han Fang has 100 confidence that she can't hear the door open after sleeping.

Yes, of course. Chai Murong will find out Han Fang sooner or later, but at that time, Han has already got into her bed... No matter from which way, she dare not shout.

The most severe consequence is that after being slapped a few times, Han puts a smile on his lips, inserts the key into the lock, and slowly turns it gently... When a quiet but clear voice rings, it proves that Chai Murong's "xiulou" door has been opened.

yeah!

After adding strength to himself, Han Fang takes back the key and slowly pushes the door open.

Han Fang slowly pushed the door open at the same time, a clear sound as if he had just opened the lock. Suddenly from the room "Bata" ring, and then he felt a bright.

I was found!

Han Fangdeng stands at the gate.

"In fact, you should have a chance to come in honestly in the future."

Chai Murong's voice, like the sound of nature, came from the room behind the door: "Han Dong, I don't appreciate your practice. If you really want to pursue me. It's time to close the door for me, and then go back to my room and have a rest. "

How could she know I was coming? Why is it so calm? Is it true that she would have been better? I'm coming tonight?

A series of questions, let Han Fang directly ignored Chai Murong's warning, and quickly made up his mind: both come and settle! Anyway, it has already been done. The window paper between us has been pierced. Why should I step back?

After reading this, Han Fang no longer hesitated, pushed the door into Chai Murong's bedroom, and then closed the door. Look up to the front.

Chai Murong was sitting on the bed with her back against the head of the bed. She was wearing a pure white cotton Nightgown, as white as her long neck and the skin under her chin. Her body below her chest was covered with bright red brocade. Her face looked coldly at Han Fang, and there was no sense of panic.

"Mu, Murong!"

After Han Fang called out the name in a low voice, he suddenly knelt down on the ground with his knees as his feet. "He went to Chai Murong's bed, put his hands around her legs under the quilt, raised his face and said," Murong! Please forgive me for my recklessness! I love you so much! I can't imagine what you look like after you refuse me... "

It's said that a handsome man has a sweet mouth. There's a certain truth to this. Especially, this man is a mature man, and the object of coaxing is a young woman who has never been seen

At this point. If Chai Murong can refuse to climb to Han Fang in front of her bed in the dead of night in the early morning, she is definitely a monster!

Is Chai Murong a monster?

Maybe Chu Yang was still alive when she was alive.

But now, in order to succeed the Chai family, the Chai officials are ready to give up being a demon... Otherwise. How could she be hugged by Han Fang when he hugged her long legs, Did not make any radical behavior, but reached out from the bedside table to touch a cigarette, calm face lit it?

After smoking a cigarette, Chai Murong looked at Han Fang and said with a silent smile, "Han Dong, you should give me time."

As soon as Chai Murong said this, even if she was a fool, she knew that her mind had moved. What's more, our Han Dong was not a fool?

"I, I can't wait!"

Han Fang got up from the ground and didn't dare to lift the brocade quilt on Chai Murong. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and put his hands on the shoulder of the senior official. He said with deep feeling: "Murong, I will treat you well, for a lifetime..."

Han Fang's words just came here, suddenly!

Suddenly, a face appeared outside the window glass one meter away from the bed, a white face that could not be covered by the night.

This face, which should belong to hell, suddenly appeared outside the window glass, and the night wind drove up her white hair.

With white hair flying, a sneer that Chai Murong and Han Fang couldn't hear floated up on this face with demons. Then it flashed away, as if it had never appeared!