Chapter 231:

Some wines went into the throat, and Ye Chu’s body became hotter.
Even if the red wine rushed down, she did not notice the cold.
The wine tastes on the nose, and Ye Chu only thinks that the wine cellar is very good.
Lu Huai is still plundering.
He kissed every part of her lips, didn't drink, just had a teasing.
Ye Chu suddenly reached out and tied his neck with his hands.
She sent her body forward, and the two were closer together, with no gaps.
The soft and warm body was attached to Lu Huai.
She noticed that she seemed to be active, and his movements took a few seconds.
In the next second, Ye Chu is the mainstay.
Her movements were a bit hard, Lu Huai followed Ye Chu, he leaned back and pressed his back against the sofa.
Ye Chu soon covered him.
Lu Huai sneaked a little and stopped the kiss.
He is waiting for her move.
Ye Chu’s lips still did not leave.
She did not continue to kiss, but by the action of covering herself, she tried to push the wine of the genius into his mouth.
But Ye Chu never gave wine to people. She was not very familiar with it. Only some wine entered his mouth.
And more red wine smashed from the intersection of the lips.
Some wines flowed along the neck and into the neck of Ye Chu, soaking the sky blue student clothes.
Some wine dripped on Lu Huai's clothes and wet his shirt collar.
Because Lu Huai stopped moving, Ye Chu quickly got up and left his lips.
Her face has been blushed by wine, and her breath is a little more urgent.
After the burning touch on the lips disappeared, Lu Huai opened his eyes.
Ye Chu tried to calm her breathing, and Lu Huai saw the confusion in her eyes.
It was tempting for him.
Ye Chuxi saw Lu Huai's white shirt dyed light red, and realized that her coat had a cold and cold feeling.
She knew it was because of the red wine, and soon she tried to stand up.
Lu Huai did not give Ye Chu the opportunity to leave.
He clasped her wrists with both hands, and with a light touch, she was almost imprisoned in his arms.
Ye Chu’s legs just stood up and she was pulled down by Lu Huai.
Her legs are bent and it is very uncomfortable.
Ye Chu turned slightly, but did not find out, the two actually changed a more awkward posture.
When Ye Chu noticed the incident, she was already sitting on the body of Lu Huai.
However, Lu Huai has tightened Ye Chu’s waist with one hand and restricted her movements.
The neckline of the shirt was wet with red wine. Lu Huai frowned slightly and extended his other hand to solve his shirt button.
Lu Huai did not feel that this posture was abnormal.
He looked at Ye Chu, her eyes gradually clear.
She seems to be leaving the gentle dream of the two together.
Lu Huai immediately covered his lips and kissed Ye Chu's lips.
He opened her teeth and wrapped her disobedient tongue and teased softly.
Her lips have the taste of red wine, filled with a slight wine.
In a long-lasting kiss, Ye Chu’s body softened.
Lu Huai squatted at Ye Chu's waist, but his lips went along her neck and kissed all the way.
His kiss fell fine and dense, as if kissing the traces of red wine.
Ye Chu’s body raised slightly and allowed him to move.
Lu Huai gently stroked her waist, but gently untied the button on the sky blue top.
He continued to kiss, it was a gentle and long kiss.
She grabbed his shirt.
His white shirt sleeves wrinkled in her hands.
Willingly sink into a wonderful and deep dream.
......
On that day, Wen Xinsheng and Dai Heng met and collected his money and solved the new gambling debt.
Dai Heng gave him an order to induce Su Mingzhe to become addicted to cigarettes.
According to Su Mingzhe's temper, Wen Yusheng did not know whether this method worked.
When Wen Yusheng personally tried to smoke a large cigarette, he discovered that the big smoke is really a good thing.
Between the clouds and the fog, the troubles are eliminated.
It seems to break into another world.
Last time, Wen Yusheng took a trip and occasionally went to the smokehouse.
Dai Heng and he said that as long as the right amount, it will not be addictive.
Wen Xinsheng thought that it was nothing but a few times.
Wen Yusheng personally tested, he believes that as long as Su Mingzhe gets a little bit, he will taste the taste, and then he will not have to worry about it.
After that, Wen Yusheng found the right time and increased the amount of Su Mingzhe.
After Wen Yisheng made up his mind, he called Su Mingzhe.
After a while, the voice came from the phone.
When Wen Shengsheng heard Su Mingzhe's opening, he immediately said: "I am Wen Yusheng."
Su Mingzhe sighed and immediately asked: "What is the matter?"
Wen Yusheng: "The last time I took you to the dance hall, your interest is not very high. Now I will take you to another place."
Wen Yusheng added another sentence: "Make sure you will like it."
Su Mingzhe stopped for a moment and then agreed.
Wen Yusheng breathed a sigh of relief and set an appointment with Su Mingzhe.
After the two finished speaking, they hung up.
Wen Xinsheng was overjoyed and immediately arranged everything, thinking that Su Mingzhe would fall into his trap.
He did not know that he was just a chess piece for the two sides.
At that end, Su Mingzhe put a phone call, and when he spoke, his voice was calm, but his eyes were cold.
It seems that Wen Yusheng did not make a plan, and gave birth to a plan, waiting for his own hook.
The place where Wen Yusheng and he agreed to meet was a tea house, and Su Mingzhe knew about the tea house.
The bottom floor of the teahouse is for tea, and the box above can provide guests with a place to smoke.
Wen Yusheng should want to let him get into the cigarette addiction.
Su Mingzhe's lips sneered, but unfortunately, Wen Yusheng could not do so.
At the agreed time, Su Mingzhe went to the tea house.
Wen Yusheng has arrived long ago and has already waited for him at the entrance of the teahouse.
Su Mingzhe hides his other emotions and walks a few steps forward: "Wen Gongzi."
Wen Yusheng was as usual, not humble or humble, and said hello to Su Mingzhe.
Wen Yusheng: "I have the same good things to show you today."
Su Mingzhe nodded and walked into the teahouse with him.
The people in this teahouse seemed to know him. When they saw Wen Yusheng, they greeted him.
Someone came forward and led Su Mingzhe and Wen Yusheng to the upstairs.
When Su Mingzhe entered the door, he noticed something on the table.
It is a tool for smoking and smoking.
Su Mingzhe's eyebrows condensed, and then he looked down.
Wen Yusheng closed the door and went to the table to greet Su Mingzhe.
Su Mingzhe stunned his intention and sat down from the table.
Su Mingzhe asked: "This is the good thing you want to show me?"
When Wen Xinsheng nodded, his eyes fell on the smoke, with a smile on his face.
Su Mingzhe saw Wen Haosheng's appearance, and he guessed that Wen Yusheng should have been infected with cigarettes.
However, Su Mingzhe kept on moving and continued: "Is this a big smoke?"
Wen Yusheng heard the meaning of Su Mingzhe's words and smiled: "How about the big smoke, as long as you taste it, I promise you will like it."
Wen Yusheng was afraid that Su Mingzhe had other concerns, and then added a sentence: "I have just smoked some time ago."
"My friend told me that as long as the right amount, there will be no problem."
It was said that Su Mingzhe’s brow was tightly invisible.
The friend in Wen Yusheng’s mouth should be the person behind him.
In order to let Wen Yusheng obey, the man did not hesitate to let Wen Yusheng personally test.
The man’s words are correct, and everyone who smokes a cigarette should know.
If you can control the number of smokes very well, it will not cause too much damage to your body.
However, it is impossible for people who know this to do it all.
Those people do not have strong control and will only get deeper and deeper.
Su Mingzhe once again asked: "Do you know how to smoke?"
Wen Yusheng’s eyes flashed brightly, and he thought that Su Mingzhe’s heart was moving.
He immediately responded: "That is of course."
Wen Yusheng skillfully picked up the strip of cooked opium on the table and baked it on the flame.
When the cooked opium became a little soft, Wen Yusheng stuffed it into the smoke pot of the smoker.
The mouthpiece was handed to the mouth, Wen Yansheng closed his eyes and took a sip.
The strong sweet smell is diffused and scattered in the air.
Wen Yusheng immediately immersed in it, fluttering.
He opened his eyes and looked at Su Mingzhe through the white mist.
"You just need to take a sip, you can fall into a fairyland."
Wen Yusheng put the cooked opium in another smoke pot and handed the tobacco rod to Su Mingzhe.
Su Mingzhe reached out and took his eyes down to cover the disgust of his eyes.
Wen Yusheng did not observe it at all, and thought that Su Mingzhe accepted his suggestion.
Su Mingzhe said: "You will show me once again."
Wen Xinsheng did it.
He handed the cigarette holder to his mouth again, white smoke.
Su Mingzhe's face has become blurred, and some are not clear.
Wen Yusheng blinked slightly, and he saw Su Mingzhe pick up the tobacco rod and put it on his mouth.
Between the hustle and bustle, he saw Su Mingzhe take a sip.
After that, Wen Yusheng became addicted to his own world.
In fact, Su Mingzhe just put the cigarette holder in his mouth, but did not smoke.
Wen Yansheng was unclear, and here he was covered by white smoke. He naturally thought that Su Mingzhe also smoked.
Su Mingzhe took care of Wen Yusheng and disregarded the things on his hands.
When Wen Yusheng returned to normal, he thought that Su Mingzhe, like him, fell in love with the smell of smoking.
Before leaving the teahouse, Wen Yusheng and Su Mingzhe agreed to continue meeting again next time.
Two people have a common hobby, and it is essential to meet in the future.
Wen Yusheng thought that he had completed the task, but he did not know that he was put together.
After Su Mingzhe and Wen Yusheng split up at the entrance of the teahouse, they immediately decided to tell Ye Chu about the incident.
......
Henry Road Residence District.
Mo Qinghan sat in the house and received a call.
That head is a familiar voice: "Mo commissioner?"
Mo Qinghan knew that it was a private line. He knows the identity of that person.
Mo Qinghan: "Teacher, is there anything?"
The man said: "Let's see one side."
Mo Qinghan felt that the teacher might have something to tell him.
Mo Qinghan thought about it and said: "I recently took the opportunity to leave Shanghai because of the affairs of the Board of Directors."
It is too dangerous to meet in Shanghai, they can't take this risk.
The man paused: "I am waiting for you in Jinzhou."
Mo Qinghan: "Good."
The next day.
Mo Qinghan came to the train station.
The sky is light and the fog in the air is floating. The morning of the early spring is extraordinarily quiet.
The train station was awkward and the sound was slight. Mo Qinghan got on the train and looked calm.
The destination of this train is not Jinzhou, but other cities.
The train is flying fast, and the light and shadow of the spring day passes through the window.
Time passed, the train arrived at the station, Mo Qinghan walked off the train, here is the city near Jinzhou.
He came to a hotel and waited for a while.
After ensuring no one to follow, Mo Qinghan made a disguise, left the hotel and prepared to go to Jinzhou.
The sky is drizzling, and the rain in early spring is exceptionally clear. Falling through the rainy alley, the temperature is getting lower.
The buds were filled with cold green, and because of the light rain, the chill was slight.
A man with a black umbrella walked on the street without hesitation.
The breeze was mixed with drizzle, slowly blowing, falling on this man, revealing the coldness and bleakness of the winter.
The air seems to be filled with white mist, and the line of sight is not clear.
The figure of the man is getting farther away and disappears into the quiet corner.
Jinzhou.
From late to late night, the sky is filled with dark black, no stars and no moon.
On the spring night, the chill is not so embarrassing, but it also shows a slight bleak.
Mo Qinghan took a step and walked into a hotel to pretend to be an ordinary customer.
It’s too late, there are no people in the hotel.
The corridor was quiet and the lights were dim. Mo Qinghan walked slowly and only heard the very light footsteps.
Mo Qinghan entered a room.
Push the door in and cut through the silence.
The light in the room was dark and the darkness fell.
The darkness seems to hide the breath of a person.
Mo Qinghan’s look has not changed. Today he came to see this person.
Mo Qinghan reached out and turned on the light, and the soft light poured down.
In the silent darkness, the light is on. The light is faint and lonely.
On the white wall, there is a figure of a person.
Mo Qinghan looked at the past.
There is a corner and the light is extremely dim.
The man was facing him and his body was tall.
At this time, he turned around, away from the dim light, step by step toward Mo Qinghan.
Under the man's feet was a shadow of light, and darkness enveloped his body.
The line of sight slowly moved up, and the black gown was fascinated, but the color was dim, but it gradually became clear under the light.
The man walked a few steps forward, and the faint light illumined his face.
The light is extinguished, his eyes are dark, like a dark abyss.
It was actually Dong Hongchang.
His voice sounded like a far-reaching wind, and the screaming sounded: "Come on?"
Mo Qinghan said reverently: "Teacher, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Mo Qinghan called Dong Hongchang a teacher and respected him very much.
Dong Hongchang asked: "How are you staying in the French Concession during these days?"
Let Mo Qinghan lurk in the side of Dai Shinan, which is the inspiration of Dong Hongchang.
This is done to monitor Daisnan and see if he is sincere. At the same time, it is also to disturb Lu Zongxi’s plan.
Mo Qinghan was dark and dark, and he became cold. "I am very successful in the board of directors, but there are only a few people who don't have long eyes."
Those people will only use some unplanned plans to frame him. But he is well prepared and will not fall into the trap of those people.
Dong Hongchang did not care: "Some people doubt you, presumably you have handled this matter properly."
He is very clear that those people are not opponents of Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan nodded: "That is natural."
At this time, Dong Hongchang deliberately tempted, and the words were hidden in the words: "Dai Shinan gives you the status of today..."
His voice is as usual, like a quiet lake. It seems to be a hidden wave of turmoil.
Dai Shinan trusts Mo Qinghan, and many things will be handed over to him. There is no doubt.
Today, Dai Shinan has arranged for Mo Qinghan to enter the Board of Directors and become a Chinese member.
This position is very rare, and the interests are in the front. Dong Hongchang is worried that Mo Qinghan’s mind is floating and he has the idea of ​​carrying the Lord.
Therefore, he had to test Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan’s response was very quick, and he immediately said:
If it’s not the teacher’s help, I won’t have it today.

The teacher is kind to him, he will not betray the teacher.
Mo Qinghan grew up in Gucheng and met Dong Hongchang after his mother died.
Dong Hongchang buried his mother and took him around, cultivated him, and taught him many things...
The piles are printed on the heart of Mo Qinghan.
Dong Hongchang is the only person who trusts Mo Qinghan in this world.
He will never have a disagreement.
Dong Hongchang added: "Is it? Daisnan reuses you and even lets you return to the French Concession in Shanghai. The future is bright."
He did not seem to believe in Mo Qinghan.
The air was quiet for a few minutes.
Dong Hongchang paused and said: "Don't you shake it halfway?"
This sentence is for temptation and warning.
Everything about Mo Qinghan is taught by him. He can bring Mo Qinghan to the present level. Naturally, there are ways to pull Mo Qinghan down.
However, it is not an easy task to foster a good piece. He also needs Mo Qinghan to do things for him.
Although he does not doubt the loyalty of Mo Qinghan, but the heart is most unpredictable, things have developed to this point, he does not allow a little bit of mistakes.
Mo Qinghan turned his head: "Even if it is Dai Shinan, isn't it just a chess piece in the teacher's hand?"
Dai Shinan and Lu Zongxi had an excellent relationship, but he still betrayed Lu Zongxi in order to protect himself.
Today, Dai Shinan was controlled by Dong Hongchang and stood in their camp.
Wen Yan, Dong Hongchang said with a smile: "When Dai Shinan chose to cooperate with me, he is already a chess piece."
At that time, under his design, Dai Shinan really couldn't stand the torture and took the initiative.
Although they have already reached a cooperation, trust can not be built overnight.
Later, the two have been tempting each other.
Until Dai Shinan did something, Dong Hongchang gradually believed him.
Mo Qinghan: "Everything is under the control of the teacher."
Dong Hongchang looked at Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan is his best piece of chess. He successfully ambushed around Dai Shinan and became the most trusted agent of Dai Shinan.
But there are some things he must remind Mo Qinghan to let Mo Qinghan remember.
Dong Hongchang slammed the opening: "Clear the cold."
The sound fell, much lower than before, revealing a deep silence.
Mo Qinghan sighed a bit: "Teacher."
The teacher does not often call his name.
Dong Hongchang continued: "You are my most proud student, we have the same purpose..."
Dong Hongchang paused for a moment: "Your hatred is also planned."
Outside the window is a dark sky, dark black clouds covering the night sky, covering the light, the darker the darker.
It is a gentle spring night, but the room is filled with cold and cold atmosphere.
Mo Qinghan’s voice sounded with a decisive statement:
I will never betray the teacher.

Those hatreds have long been in his bones, time has passed quietly, hate has gradually spread, and more and more intense.
never forget.
He will destroy those enemies at all costs.
Hearing the promise of Mo Qinghan, Dong Hongchang’s voice slowed down:
I naturally believe in you.

He repeatedly mentioned it only to firm his determination to clear the cold.
Mo Qinghan’s hatred is an excellent weapon and the sharpest blade.
He will make full use of this and let Mo Qinghan become his help.
Dong Hongchang: "You will stay in the French Concession and develop your contacts. I will tell you what will happen in the future."
Mo Qinghan: "Yes."
Dong Hongchang bowed his head and gathered his thoughts.
No one talks again, and the room is very quiet.
The samovar on the table is already cold.
The sleek spring breeze entered through the window, and the coolness came.
The night has deepened, and the clouds still cling to the night sky, but they are much lighter than before. The moonlight is hidden behind the clouds, and the shadows are awkward.
After a while, the clouds gradually dispersed, the moonlight tore the fog, quietly falling, the ground was illuminated.
The house is still bleak, it is a quiet silence.
They know that there will be a real battle in the end.
They have been waiting for the coming of the fight.