C623 Frightful Big Brother of the Four Seas Gang

"As long as you are wrong!" "Damn it!" Ye Cheng was extremely angry and cursed. He grabbed the nail polish from Sang Huihui's hand and threw her to the side, then pushed her onto the massage table. He then quickly lifted up her bathrobe and slapped her on her snow-white butt twice.

"Pah!" "Pah!" Ye Cheng exerted quite a bit of force on his, causing Sang Huihui's buttocks to quiver. In the blink of an eye, two overlapping red palm prints appeared on her buttocks, which was very eye-catching.

"Hubby, I was wrong …" Sang Huihui laid on the bed and let Ye Chen do what he wanted. She turned her head to look at Ye Cheng, and her face was full of grievance as she begged for mercy.

"You really know your wrongs?" Ye Cheng did not lose his rationality just because of Sang Hui's seductive demeanor. He snorted and looked extremely domineering.

"Mm, I know I was wrong. I'm the boss of the Four Seas Sect after all. If my girl saw me, it wouldn't be good." Sang Hui bit his lips as his face turned pink. It wasn't just because he was embarrassed, but also because of something.

"What happened to the Four Seas Sect's leader?" I'm still the oldest man in the Four Seas Sect! "

"Yes, yes, good husband, stop playing, okay? I know I was wrong." Sang Huihui begged again in a pouting voice.

"Alright, I'll let you off this time. If there's a next time, hmph, no! There's no next time! " Ye Cheng humphed slyly.

"Yes, yes, there won't be a next time." Sang Huihui nodded her head hurriedly. She felt that her butt was hurting from being hit by Ye Cheng. She was really afraid of this tyrannical man.

Looking at the tears in Sang Hui's eyes, Ye Chen did not know whether it was due to grief or pain, but Ye Cheng's expression changed as he grinned. He quickly covered his seductive butt with the bathrobe, and looked at the snow-white, springy, and perky ass, Ye Sheng wanted to touch it, but there was still work to be done, and even though Sang Hui did not refuse, it was not the time to do so.

He gently sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his arms. "If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me. You're my woman, and I won't let you be bullied or wronged, even if I can't deal with those people. However, your husband is different now.

Looking at Ye Cheng's arrogant look, Sang Huihui could not help but smile through her tears. She found a comfortable position and laid down in Ye Cheng's arms with the corner of her mouth curled up. She just nodded and didn't say anything. Her slender fingers rubbed against Ye Cheng's chest, and her expression was gentle and calm.

"Here, your husband will serve you!" As Ye Cheng spoke, he picked up the colorful nail polish that he casually threw to the side. Just when Sang Huiping thought that Ye Cheng wanted to do that thing with him, Ye Cheng reached out his hand and picked up one of his feet with a gentle expression.

"Hubby, you … What are you doing? " For a moment, he did not know what Ye Cheng was going to do with his feet, so he could not help but shrink back a little. Ye Cheng was grabbing his ankles, seemingly gentle, but in fact, his grip was very tight and he could not pull them back.

"Of course I'm going to oil your armor. Don't move recklessly!" Ye Cheng glared at Sang Huihui in annoyance.

He could not help but look down at Sang Hui's delicate feet.

His little foot was very white, very small and very cute, but it was not as small as the ancient three-inch golden lotus. His little foot was as white as jade, and his skin was surprisingly smooth and exquisite, even though it was not as delicate as a newborn baby's, but it looked like a 17-18 year old girl's foot. Perhaps it was due to his nervousness, but his delicate foot bent up to form a crescent-shaped arc.

This made Ye Cheng curious. How did Sang Huihui maintain her skin? It was fine about her face, but could it be that her feet usually stuck to her face? This was too extravagant.

"Hubby, you …" In the East China Sea, almost no one dared to mess with Ye Cheng, who was domineering and domineering, and Ye Cheng, who fought alone against a hundred men of the Black Tiger Gang by herself, actually wanted to personally oil a woman's feet. Suddenly, Sang Hui felt a little nervous and expectant in his heart, as if she had just let Ye Cheng grab her little foot, and blankly looked at the Seven-Colored Oil in Ye Cheng's hand and then looked at the state of his toenails. Sang Huihui knew that Ye Cheng had a lot of women in the East China Sea, and he was the first man Ye Cheng had painted his armor with oil. Sang Huihui suddenly felt a sweetness in her heart.

However, Sang Huihui's thoughts were unnecessary.

Ye Cheng was very meticulous and serious. He held his foot in one hand and slowly applied the foot oil in the other. Moreover, the coating was very uniform and his movements were not awkward at all.

Ye Cheng was an absolute elite. After all, as a spy, Ye Cheng needed to come into contact with different people, people with different hobbies and hobbies, in order to satisfy his goals and his interests in talking about things, Ye Cheng understood everything. He knew that Ye Cheng was an expert in all kinds of things, and the only thing Ye Cheng knew was that he had never personally applied the nail polish, so what Ye Cheng knew was that it was only theory, after all, if he wanted to touch the topic that his target liked, he only needed to talk about it to gain a good impression. If he wanted to practice everything, then Ye Cheng wouldn't need to do anything else every day.

It was a good thing that Ye Cheng was a talented person. He had a flash of inspiration as he permeated his Gold Sun Qi into the Seven Colored Oils and used his perception to coat them evenly.

Shake to make nail polish thicker and thicker; Top oil to make nail polish color last longer and to help prevent pigmentation; Top color, move faster, finish three strokes, be careful not to let nail polish color touch soft leather; Second color, can make nail polish color more full and persistent, fully show its original color; Armor oil, last coat can be a coat of nail polish color more lustrous, more lasting.

Ye Cheng's movements were fluid and smooth, as if Ye Sheng was a professional in this line of work, better than a few meticulous ladies.

Sang Huihui looked at Ye Cheng holding his feet with a serious expression. Although he was fluent, he was not skilled in it. Sometimes, he would even ask himself which was the nail polish. Sang Huihui suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart. It was very warm. What was this feeling of warmth?

Home? Right! It was the warmth of home! "It's been so many years since I've had this feeling." A trace of reminiscence appeared in Sang Hui's eyes. He had no parents and only had a sister that he depended on. After his sister was violated to death by the Thunder White Tiger six years ago, Sang Hui no longer felt this way.

Through the mist, Ye Cheng's figure suddenly became illusory. With a blink of his eyes, Ye Cheng's appearance became clear once again, and the cycle continued. Sang Huihui's sexy little mouth slightly opened, and her little head sank into some sort of emotion.

This feeling, it was so nostalgic, so nostalgic …

And it was because of this that Sang Huihui suddenly felt a sense of fear in her heart. She was afraid that this feeling was like a dream. After waking up from a dream, she disappeared without a trace.

"It's a success!" Ye Cheng admired Sang Huihui's delicate feet. The rainbow color armor oil was like icing on the cake, making them even more beautiful. Ye Cheng couldn't help but praise himself in his heart for being a genius. He could even think of a way to coat his feet with Golden Sun Qi.

However, if Ye Cheng were to use his incomparably respected Gold Sun Aura to coat a woman's armor, he would still feel an incomparable sense of glory and excitement. If his master were to know about this, he would definitely smack that fellow to death.

F * ck, can't you have a bit more potential …

Just when Ye Cheng was lamenting, he suddenly felt his face warm up.

Ye Cheng raised his head and couldn't help but be surprised. For some reason, there were two streams of tears on Sang Huihui's delicate face. She was staring at him absentmindedly, as if she had fallen into some kind of emotion.

"Wifey, what's wrong?" Ye Cheng reached out and grabbed the small hand that was touching his face and asked gently as he looked at Sang Huihui in front of him.

Hearing Ye Cheng's voice, Sang Hui's eyes blinked a few times as Ye Cheng's question pulled him back from his memory. He moved his thumb a few times, stroking Ye Cheng's face, and said with a choked voice, "Hubby, I … I'm afraid. "

Ye Cheng was stunned. He did not know what Sang Huihui was thinking about, but he couldn't help but sigh. Women are really strange creatures. The most complicated thing in the world is women.

It was the first time Ye Cheng had seen this domineering woman, Sang Huihui, say the words' I'm scared '. Furthermore, Ye Cheng could tell that although Sang Huihui did not know the reason, but Ye Cheng felt that Sang Huihui was not faking it.

No matter if it was acting coquettishly, begging for mercy, strong posture, capable women, all of this was just a disguise from Sang Huihui. After so many years, Sang Hui had built a gang all over the materialistic East China Sea, because she was beautiful and worried that others would think badly of him, and because of this, Sang Hui pretended to be herself. She didn't set up the gang to unify the East China Sea, but to protect herself.