Chapter 633: : It's not white anymore

Today is Saturday.
In the past, no matter what day of the week, as long as he was at home, Yue Zitong would go out for a five-kilometer morning jog when the sun just appeared.
The sun was already high this morning, but she hadn't come out of the room yet.
Helan Xiaoxin, dressed in linen home clothes, sat lazily on the sofa, holding the remote control, constantly changing TV programs, and occasionally raising his hand to cover his mouth and yawning.
Ding dong, the doorbell came from the small speaker behind the door of the living room.
Helan Xiaoxin looked up and saw a small black business parked in front of the villa yard. A little brother wearing red takeaway overalls stood in front of the door and waved his hand here.
Since Li Nanfang left, there has never been a fire in the kitchen of the Yue family villa.
At best, boil hot water and soak a large bowl of noodles for two people.
If you don’t want instant noodles, you will order takeaway.
Whether eating instant noodles or takeaway, the two are not sitting together, but one at the dining table and the other at the dining room table in the living room.
No one talks to anyone, it's completely a stranger relationship.
But when night comes, they will sleep in a bedroom.
According to Liu, the security guard in the villa area, when chasing a stray dog ​​that took his shoes away the night before, he violated security regulations in a hurry and turned over to the private courtyard behind the Yue family villa without knowingly. He accidentally heard the second floor open. A woman's cry was heard from the closed window.
Lao Liu, who has a pair of sons and daughters, came from the right way. Of course, he could hear the woman's singing in the middle of the night and what it meant.
The report said that food and were gone. The hostess and the hostess of the villa did that kind of thing in the middle of the night. It was normal like eating. It was nothing strange.
But it's really weird----Lao Liu and others know that there are no men in the Yue family villa, only two women who are too beautiful.
In the bedroom of the villa where the two women lived, there was such a cry, which made people think about it.
Hey, how can such a beautiful woman not like men, but have to play the trick of fake Phoenix?
Seeing a woman in linen home clothes walking out to get a box of lunch, a fragrant scene immediately appeared in front of Lao Liu's eyes----then shook his head repeatedly, raised his hand to draw the back of his companion's head, and whispered: "Don't mess up." Look, let’s go. That kind of woman, you can drool at it?"
Lao Liu's companion is a young man in his early twenties. His nickname is Xiao Ming. He is Lao Liu's nephew. He came to Qingshan only last month and followed him as a security guard.
Xiao Ming grumbled and swallowed, reluctantly following Lao Liu to the distance.
As he walked, he turned his head and kept finishing the upright security uniform.
Just as a male peacock likes to open a screen when he sees a female peacock, when a young man sees a beautiful woman, he always tidies his clothes, hoping to attract the attention of the beautiful woman.
As if knowing what Xiaoming was thinking, the beauty who picked up the food box actually looked over.
After her eyes met, the beauty smiled softly at him.
Xiao Ming's soul flew immediately.
There was only one voice shouting, she smiled at me, she smiled at me!
Didi!
Just when Xiaoming's heart thumped and his soul didn't know where to fly, a harsh car horn sounded.
Seeing his nephew walking straight to meet the car, Lao Liu grabbed his arm in a hurry, pulled him to the side of the road in time, and yelled: "What the hell, you bear child, if you pass by, you still have to die. ?"
call!
Three off-road vehicles, with a cold wind, whizzed past Xiao Ming.
"Fuck, where did the car come from? It's so horizontal, driving so fast in the villa area."
Xiao Ming, who was frightened out of a cold sweat, became sober, and could no longer remember the charming smile of the beautiful sister, and spit out hard in the car.
When Helan Xiaoxin walked into the living room carrying the food container, there was a creaking door opening on the second floor.
She looked up and saw Yue Zitong walking out of her room.
The hair is messy, the clothes are untidy, the white nightgown is worn loosely on the body, and there are two obvious tooth marks on the shoulders.
That was last night, Helan Xiaoxin bit her.
She didn't get any cheap, and there were also a few tooth marks on her shoulders, which were more cruel than the one she bit Yue Zitong, and she saw blood.
But she doesn't care.
She has only one sense of accomplishment.
Threatening with number one, after a period of training, Yue Zitong gradually fell in love with the game among women.
Every night, without Helan Xiaoxin's words, Yue Zitong would go to her room.
It is often said that it is difficult for a person to learn well, but one who learns badly may become an apprentice overnight.
Yue Zitong's performance these days strongly proved this point.
I'm stuck in it, unable to extricate myself.
Yue Zitong, who came out barefoot, walked back to his room silently without even looking at Helan Xiaoxin.
After closing the door, she quickly took off her dressing gown, threw it on the ground, rushed into the bathroom, and turned on the cold water in the shower.
The cold water sprinkled on her body with a whistling sound, causing her to stand up suddenly, and a layer of pink lumps appeared.
Picking up the soap, she desperately rubbed and washed her body.
In fact, hers is very clean. When I went to Helan Xiaoxin's room last night, I just took a hot bath.
No matter how you scrubbed at this time, there is no dirt.
Yue Zitong himself knew that she was very clean, and what was really dirty was her fallen soul.
The soul is not clean water, soap can be washed.
But she still washed madly, just like in the morning, almost to the wrong skin.
"You're already dark, you can't wash it white anymore."
Helan Xiaoxin's lazy voice suddenly came from the bathroom door.
Yue Zitong's movements became stiff, and he turned his head back abruptly, looking at the woman leaning on the door frame fiercely, and spit out a sentence from his teeth: "Who asked you to come to my room, get out."
Without Yue Zitong's permission, Helan Xiaoxin could not come to her house.
This is the only condition she put forward after she was forced to succumb to her new sister's lust.
Her bedroom was regarded by her as the last pure land, and evil women were not allowed to step in.
After being scolded, Helan Xiaoxin was not angry. He stretched out his hand to twist a strand of hair on his shoulders, and said lazily, "Someone is looking for it. The insurance company seems to be from abroad. I have checked some valuables for you. Things, how old are the bodyguards."
"I said, get out."
Yue Zitong's right hand holding the soap, a light blue vein collapsed on the back of his hand.
This was the precursor to smashing the soap on Helan Xiaoxin's face.
The new sister didn't want to be smashed with black eyes, she gave a cold snort and turned away.
The appearance of Helan Xiaoxin completely disrupted Yue Zitong's routine "atonement" rhythm.
She didn't think that this woman was lying to her.
So, who would consign her things from abroad?
Yue Zitong has no relatives or friends abroad-Li Nanfang!
Suddenly, Yue Zitong's heart beat, thinking of Li Nanfang.
Li Nanfang, who was stupid and took the initiative to scapegoat Helan Xiaoxin, is not in the Golden Triangle at this time?
The Golden Triangle is a foreign country.
After thinking that it might have something to do with Li Nanfang, Yue Zitong could not take a shower anymore. Before the shower gel on her body was cleaned, she turned off the shower, dragged the towel and wiped it randomly, and ran out.
Helan Xiaoxin was right.
There were three off-road vehicles parked in the yard, a total of seven or eight men in black suits, surrounded by a middle-aged man like stars.
The man looks in his early forties, with a haircut of thirty or seven, with a shiny comb, a pair of gold-wire glasses, a silver-gray suit, and a white shirt with a blue tie. At first glance, he looks ---- insurance.
The man was holding a white safe in his hand and clutching the box with both hands. He had not been protected by so many people, and he had come to the courtyard of the Yue Family Villa with the slightest carelessness.
From his eight-point earnest and two-point nervous expression, Helan Xiaoxin can determine that the contents of the box are very valuable.
In other words, it is very important.
The new sister, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, opened the lunch box and prepared to eat, smiled disdainfully.
In her eyes, there is nothing valuable at all.
One billion, is it too much?
It must be a lot.
But just the day before yesterday, when Xin Jie swiped out a cash check of 100 million yuan and handed it to Dong Jun, she did not blink her eyes when he was specifically in charge of advertising for Southern Stockings.
Can the contents of a man's box be worth one hundred million?
A group of turtles who have never seen the world.
When the new sister picked up a slice of tomato with chopsticks and moved it gracefully into her little mouth, she thought so.
Just now, she invited these people to come and sit in the house, who knows that the middle-aged person said politely, waiting for President Yue in the yard.
Then you just wait in the yard, where you stand stupidly like wooden stakes.
Slowly chewing the tomatoes that tasted ordinary, Helan Xiaoxin thought again, who on earth consigned Yue Zitong from abroad? I have never heard of any relatives and friends of her abroad, except for the one who was miserable by her. Blue Flag boss Zorro.
Da, da da, the sound of rapid footsteps interrupted Helan Xiaoxin's guess.
"Oh, in such a short period of time, I've just dressed up. I also put on a skirt and small leather shoes, making it seem like I am anxious to see my lover."
The corner of Helan Xiaoxin's eyes gleamed towards Yue Zitong who hurried downstairs, and when the corner of his mouth curled in disdain, the hand that was about to pick up vegetables froze in the air.
lover?
No, not a lover.
It's the fiance.
Isn’t her fiancé, Miss Li’s scapegoat Li Nanfang, overseas?
Even though the poor child would never want to come back in his life, he could still entrust the insurance company to consign something to Yue Zitong.
Thinking of the appearance of these people, it was likely that after Li Nanfang's commission came, Helan Xiaoxin calmed down, not knowing why, and suddenly went into chaos.
Throwing the chopsticks, he got up and followed Yue Zitong out of the living room.
In the yard, the middle-aged man surrounded by seven or eight black suits, after seeing Yue Zitong walk out of the living room, immediately winked at his companion next to him.
The man immediately picked up the phone and placed it in front of him.
There is a photo of a beautiful woman on the phone screen, it is Yue Zitong.
After confirming that the visitor was correct, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, surrounded by his bodyguards, and immediately spread out, standing behind him in a straight line, with his hands behind his waist, his legs spread apart, his head held high, a standard navy The Marines stand.
"You are President Yue of Kaihuang Group, Ms. Yue Zitong, right?"
The middle-aged man carried the box in his left hand and stretched out his right hand to greet him with a smile.
"Yes, I am Yue Zitong."
"Mr. Yue, I am the general manager of Kangtian Insurance Company in China, Feng Zishan, you can call me Xiaofeng."
Feng Zishan, who was at least eighteen years older than Yue Zitong, let go of it after touching her gently.
"Little, Feng, hello."
Yue Zitong only greeted him, and asked impatiently: "Did Li Nanfang entrust you to come to me?"
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