Chu Liang walked into Han Yue's room half-pushed, smiled badly, and then looked on the bed.

Damn, Meng Qianxi really slipped in. She leaned against the head of the bed with a smile, half covered with a quilt. Even the quilt in autumn could not block her towering peaks.

A complex expression flashed on Chu Liang's face, and he seemed a little disappointed. He could have been alone with Han Yue, the beautiful anchor for one night, but now he was disturbed by Meng Qianxi. It seemed a little surprised, and the reason was very simple. Why didn't Meng Qianxi give herself the opportunity to live in the same room with Han Yue? Besides explaining on the reason of loving herself, what else can she use to explain?

Yes, Meng Qianxi has a crush on herself as she used to be, for more than seven years, and at the same time, she also falls in love with herself as she is now.

This is not a fate given to you by God, what is it?

I don’t know when, Chu Liang’s heart gradually had the shadow of Meng Qianxi, a unity of gentleness and ability and straightforwardness; and for Han Yue, Chu Liang also liked her innocence and kindness, gentleness and purity, but more often, he just regarded her as his sister.

"Brother Liang, I can only feel sorry for you to sleep on the sofa tonight." Han Yue pointed to a leather sofa beside the bed, bit her lips and smiled, she looked so cute that she looked a little successful.

"I'll catch a cold when I sleep on the sofa in this weather." Chu Liang shrank his head, pretended to be weak, and then became sarcastic, "Didn't Sister Meng say that she would fly for one night? What's wrong? Don't you dare?"

"Who said he wanted to fly with you?" Meng Qianxi suddenly denied it, and then her beautiful eyes circulated, "It is unethical to say that trial marriages or trial rooms without emotional foundations."

"Who said we have no emotional foundation? We were just in the cafe. I seemed to have kissed someone on the cheek, and who seemed to have been holding my hand until we returned to Room 2202..." Chu Liang said with a serious expression, as if he wanted to convince the two beauties and his two beauties to fly through powerful eloquence.

"Sister Meng, I'm too immersed in the show, what should I do?" Han Yue saw Chu Liang's affectionate look, frowned and turned her head to ask Meng Qianxi.

"Don't care about him, we sleep with us. Do he dare to force himself?" Meng Qianxi curled her lips and threw out a sentence with disdain.

Han Yue cooperated to throw a quilt on the sofa, and then hugged the woman and pretended to sleep. Her peaks were against her peaks, which could be imagined as two flowers with wonderful flesh spreading across it. It seemed that our brother Liang was getting hot in the lower abdomen and swallowed his saliva.

Chu Liang, who was swallowing his saliva, heard the famous saying of Zhong Jiafeng in his mind, "What is the meaning of being proportional? It means that it is the time to go up, and the same time to go up when it shouldn't be."

So Chu Liang, who was unbearable, quietly climbed up from the end of the bed.

Bang!

After a shout, our brother Liang had already fallen to the ground. Looking at the two beauties' legs raised, he cursed in embarrassment: "I just want to make a joke with you, you are actually cruel to use killing moves. If our brother Liang hadn't been quick-eyed, my brother might have been ruined by your shadowless feet."

"It's a romantic person to be a ghost under the peony skirt, let alone you die under our two peonies." Meng Qianxi glanced at Chu Liang's embarrassing look and giggled.

"Sister Meng is right. If you have sex, try again. We will never show mercy this time!" Han Yue also smiled and said, saying that he seemed to be a martial arts master.

"Go, who cares!" Chu Liang snorted coldly, and got on the sofa with anger, muttering, "Isn't it just me who produces one thing, you each produces one thing, it's so complicated. Brother Liang has tried it. I just go to the office tomorrow to sign a few more names."

Brother Liang, who was hurt, held the quilt and lay on the sofa, holding the quilt, his restless and obscene eyes were still staring at the two flowers on the bed, as if he had not picked them tonight and would not die with his eyes closed.

"Brother Liang, where did my brother? He just called me and said he had found a job and would not come back to live?" Han Yue seemed to think of something and asked seriously.

"Don't worry, he works in a professional company, and I believe he will be like a fish in water soon." Chu Liang deliberately emphasized the idiom like a fish in water. Unfortunately, the two beauties didn't feel anything at all, and then they could only shake their heads helplessly.

Indeed, when rural gangsters come to work in professional gangster companies in the city, which one can be worse than fish in water?

"Thank you!" Han Yue said sincerely.

"Don't just come to be vain. If you want to thank me, take some practical actions." Chu Liang took the opportunity to provoke the war.

"Or, I'll sing a lullaby for you." Han Yue took over the conversation naturally, and singing was a practical action.

"I'll be spared the sleep song. What, can you do pole dance?" Chu Liang asked with a smile.

"Go, virtue!" Han Yue rolled her eyes.

"Don't think wrong. I heard that pole dancing is almost an Olympic event." Chu Liang said seriously, "It's hard not to be famous with your beautiful legs!"

"As long as you become famous, I will convince us Mr. Gu to invite you to be the spokesperson of our company. How can a group that specializes in stockings lack beautiful legs!" Before Han Yue and the others could speak, Chu Liang continued to draw a blueprint.

After hearing this, the two beauties seemed a little fluttering. Our Liang brother continued to brag: "Qianxi, you don't want to be an underwear model and a sales manager. It's a bit in a bit. But don't worry, in the near future, I will definitely let our Mr. Gu expand his business. Always make stockings too unfair. Underwear and stockings are originally from the same series. They will definitely complement each other. By the way, you can continue to develop the cosmetics business. Anyway, you will make money from women..."

As our brother was blowing, the two beauties looked at each other and were dumbfounded.

"Minister Liang Da, are you the boss of Haijian Group or the security guard of Haijian Group?" Meng Qianxi asked coldly.

"Shh!" Chu Liang made a quiet gesture and said mysteriously, "Tell you a secret. In fact, Gu Jian, the big boss of Haijian Group, is my wife. As long as I blow the pillow style, how the company will develop, will you listen to me?"

Han Yue and Meng Qianxi could no longer hold it back and rolled in the bed with a quilt in their arms, laughing a lot of tears.

"What's wrong, don't you believe it?" Chu Liang stood on the sofa with dissatisfaction, and asked carelessly while admiring the beauty's rolling picture. After asking, he saw that the two beauties had no strength to answer, and then said arrogantly, "Or what if we drink next time, I'll ask her to drink with us!"

"Okay, I'll do pole dance for you then." Han Yue stopped and rolled, saying with a smile.

"Where is me, I'll consider the flying of the twins. In short, I'll let you fly no matter what, otherwise I'm sorry for your rich imagination." Meng Qianxi lay on the head of the bed, revealing most of the snow-white jade rabbit, and said teasingly.

Chu Liang raised his head.

"Brother Liang, what's wrong?" Han Yue asked with some concern.

Chu Liang said poetically: "Some people say that tilting your head up to 45 degrees is to prevent tears from falling down. But tonight, Brother Liang wants to say that tilting your head up to 45 degrees is to prevent blood from falling down!"
Chapter completed!