Chapter 409

Jinghua, 13 kilometers away from the city's northeast suburbs, has a high-grade villa area.

Most of the people who live here are so-called successful people in shopping malls, including bosses and senior executives of foreign enterprises. Let's say that if you don't have a deposit of more than 8 million yuan in your hand, you can't buy a house here. Just look at those office workers who park in luxury cars and earn thousands of yuan a month. If they earn a year, they may not be able to buy a wheel.

A black Maserati drove into the community and stopped in front of villa building 22.

Just like butterfly wings, the door of the car on the left rises up, and a woman in high waist riding boots, black skirt and color changing glasses comes down from the car.

The two security guards on patrol watched the woman who walked into the villa swinging her hips. Instinctively, they all swallowed and spit. Then they looked at each other with a smile. They saw from each other's eyes that "if you can sleep with the hostess of building 22, it's worth it even if you die right away.".

Wearing glasses on her face and a lavender scarf around her neck, the hostess No. 22 walks into the living room, bends down, takes off her high waist riding boots, shows her snow-white feet, pulls on her embroidered slippers, and walks directly into the bathroom with a small bag.

After closing the door of the bathroom, the hostess took off her big Tan glasses and looked in the mirror: there was a woman in her twenties or twenties. If she looked at her facial features separately, her eyes were a little small, her mouth was a little big, her cheekbones were a little higher, and her nose was not too straight.

But if these organs are not perfect, it is a very beautiful or characteristic face, especially the eyes. With a slight turn, you can hear the sound of a deep pool in the ancient barren mountains or two stars over Antarctica.

Her eyes were a little bit blue. She knew that she was not a Han.

A woman's figure is very tall, her shoulders are very wide, her waist is very thin, but when she comes to the waist and crotch, it exaggerates and protrudes, just like her straight chest - her figure is absolutely perfect S-shape, and her legs are 1.16 meters long, which makes her figure interpret the word "devil" incisively and vividly.

In short, as the two security guards said, if you can hold this woman for a night, even if you die immediately, it's worth it.

In the unit, I believe that the vast majority of men will think so, but no one dare to reveal.

Because this woman has the status of being respectful to all the men in the company - she is Hao lianyanyue, director of the National Security Bureau, and the wife of Han Zekai, a junior of the Han family in Jinghua.

These two identities, no matter which one, can make those men flinch.

The indifference of appearance, the wildness of bone, the face of angel, the figure of devil, the decisive character of killing and cutting, and the superior temperament make up a woman: Hao lianyanyue.

After looking at the woman in the mirror for a moment, Hao lianyanyue slowly took off her black coat. The two semicircles tightly bound by the black silk hood trembled with her movements, flashing white porcelain color on her upper body, and slowly exposed to the air.

However, the white gauze around the waist makes the perfect upper body more flawed.

Looking at the circle of white gauze in the mirror, Hao lianyanyue gently breathed out a breath, reached out and slowly untied the white gauze - the bottom of several layers of gauze is a knife edge.

As the white gauze wrapped on the edge of the knife was untied, the light yellow liquid immediately overflowed from the wound - the red edge of the knife greatly damaged the beauty of the body, just like a fly was swatted to death on the white paper.

Looking at the wound, Hao lianyanyue's eyes gradually narrowed, and a trace of anger flashed quickly, but then returned to normal. He opened the small bag, took out a bag of medicine noodles from it, carefully sprinkled it on the wound, and wrapped it up with a new veil.

After doing all this well, Hao lianyanyue put on her black vest again, threw her used veil into the dustbin and walked into the living room with her small bag.

When she came in, the light was not on.

When she came out, the glass lamp on the top of the living room was already on. A tall, slender young man with a flat head was sitting on the sofa smoking and watching TV.

Hao lianyanyue is the hostess of this family, and this man is the male master of this family. His name is Han Zekai.

However, when Hao lianyanyue looked at Han Zekai, she didn't have the tenderness that a wife should have when she looked at her husband. Instead, she walked up the stairs without saying a word.

She just went to the stairs, Han Zekai said: "your injury, how?"

Hao Lian Yan Yue stopped for a moment and said faintly, "don't ask more about things you shouldn't care about."

Han Zekai's indifference to the hostess flashed a trace of insincerity in his eyes, which was not consistent with his image of Junlang, but then disappeared. He said with a faint smile: "anyway, we are both husband and wife in name. It's normal for me to care about you as a husband..."

Before he had finished his words, Hao lianyanyue suddenly turned around, slightly narrowed her eyes, staring at him like two knives, cutting off his next words, slowly lowered his head, and then coldly said: "Han Zekai, I don't want to hear you say such words again, let alone repeat the sentence I said for the third time, there is no man in the world, If you can be my husband. "

Han Zekai looked at his toes and murmured, "I, I know - in fact, I want to tell you tonight that I will go to southern Hebei at the end of this month to be the United Front minister."

As he said that, Han Zekai raised his head: "in addition, Gao Yunhua has been sent to southern Hebei to secretly investigate the case of Beishan group's Racecourse fire. They have begun to suspect that this fire is connected with the fire in Hokkaido four years ago... Do you have any instructions?"

"Nothing. Just let them investigate."

Hao lianyanyue said faintly. When she turned around and was about to walk up the stairs, she suddenly thought of something: "by the way, you can help me pay attention to whether Shen Yinbing's boyfriend, Gao Fei, has returned to southern Hebei. Anyway, don't touch him, because he's mine. "

When a very beautiful woman says this to her husband, it's definitely not good in her husband's heart.

Han Zekai didn't have this feeling. Instead, he hoped that this woman would leave him. No matter which man he was with, he would not appear in front of him all his life.

Similarly, Han Zekai didn't understand why Hao lianyanyue was so interested in Gao Fei, but he didn't dare to ask, nodded and said, "OK, I remember."

Hao lianyanyue didn't say anything more. He walked up the stairs with long legs.

After the sound of closing the door gently, Han Zekai raised his head, breathed out a long breath, stood up and walked quickly into a guest room in the east of the hall.

He is the male owner of villa No. 22. In the past few years, he has never dared to go up to the second floor and sleep in the guest room every night.

It's not only a shame for every man, but also a kind of unspeakable suffering.

However, Han Zekai is not in such a mood, because he does not like to stay with a beautiful snake that can kill him at any time. He likes to sleep in the guest room: there are holes in the guest room, which Hao lianyanyue arranged for him.

Han Zekai took the door with him, went to the bed, grabbed an alarm clock on the bedside table, and twisted it with a little force - the big bed was quietly divided into two parts, revealing a downward passage.

The passage is not too long, that is, more than a dozen steps, there is an iron door.

Han took the key from his waist and opened the secret lock.

The door opened, and a light came out of it, mingled with the laughter of girls.

If someone follows Han Zekai into the door, he will be surprised: This is a space with an area of hundreds of square meters, with top-grade furniture and household appliances on three sides.

In the East, there was a very wide bed, which could roll for almost 15 people.

In the south is a pool of about 80 square meters. Around the pool, there are seven or eight beautiful girls in swimsuits playing happily.

When they saw Han Zekai come in, the girls cheered and ran over, surrounded him in the peak of the snow leg with pink arms. They were all hands and feet, and stripped all his clothes in a moment.

Let these girls gently tease and touch him, Han Zekai put his arms around the two and walked to the East bed: "tonight, who should serve me?"

A pair of twin sisters immediately answered: "it's our sister's turn tonight, Han Shao. Are you ready?"

Looking at the two sisters with the same appearance, Han Zekai twisted one of them in the chest and said with a smile: "Ben Shao has never fought a battle of uncertainty! Come on, what are you doing? "

The twin sister giggled, pinched her waist with both hands, and cried: "sisters, move!"

With the girl's shouting, the ceiling lamp on the head, the wall lamp on the wall and the desk lamp on the furniture went out immediately, and Han Zekai fell into the darkness.

But before his eyes could adjust to the darkness, a groaning sound of music came from four corners.

With the sound of music, two torches suddenly burned in the north and South corners, driving away most of the darkness, but they couldn't illuminate everything, making it a little hazy.

Han Zekai was sitting on the big bed. The girls around him left him in the dark just now.

He sat cross legged on the bed and looked at the darkest southeast corner with a smile.

Slowly, the sound of music began to grow up, and the excited electronic music suppressed the groan before death, but there was a heavier gasp. With the music flowing out of the speaker, there was the barking of a dog.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Two unarmed girls crawled over from the southeast corner on all fours. They were wearing collars around their necks. A thin black rope was pulled up by their companions behind them. On their buttocks, they were pulling a fox's tail, and their mouths were barking like dogs.

Music suddenly changed, electronic dance music, panting and groaning all disappeared, replaced by a low drum beating: Bang, bang, bang!

With the drumming, the twin sisters, who were led by several companions like dogs, wriggled to the big bed. One of them stretched out the tip of his bright red tongue and licked it gently in a certain part of Han Zekai.

"Ah, ha, ha, ha!"

Han Zekai shivered and laughed wildly. He grabbed the whip from a girl's hand and pulled it at the beautiful dolphin with round flowers.

Drums, more urgent!