Forehead! That's okay, this woman is nervous? Brother has decided to be good, so don't you seduce brother again, okay? Feeling the warm breath of the Dragon Butterfly Dance, feeling the faint warmth coming from her cheeks, and smelling the good body fragrance of the Dragon Butterfly Dance, Zhang He, who was afraid of the beauty of the beauty, quickly took a step back and said seriously, "Mr. Long, let's sit down and discuss." ”

Zhang He wondered, this chick knew that the peach blossoms were already blooming around her brother, why did she still jump into the fire pit?

Could it be that she naturally likes to be Xiaoqi?

Zhang He knew that the Dragon Butterfly Dance, as the lady of the sky, has been the darling of the family since she was a child, and she is loved by thousands of people; After coming out, with her amazing identity and charming appearance, she is still the darling of God, the goddess of everything that men dream of in their hearts.

Walking there, she is a well-deserved spotlight, all along, she is the only one who refuses others, when has it been someone else's turn to reject her?

But only here in Zhang He, she tasted rejection, and twice in a row. Therefore, she is unwilling, very unwilling.

She is a proud woman, a woman who cannot tolerate failure, so she has to prove herself, even though she knows that doing so is tantamount to playing with fire.

However, once a woman's competitiveness rises, even if she is as smart as a dragon and butterfly dancer, what can she do?

In just eight months after her debut, Dragon Butterfly Dance was able to climb from an ordinary trainee manager to the high position of chairman and general manager of Celebrity International, in addition to being the best girl in the family, it is also inseparable from her personal wisdom and executive ability, so she will do everything she decides.

Long Diewu's face was charming, but with a little bit of a little woman's resentment, like a resentful woman who was snubbed by her husband, she glanced at Zhang He sadly, and said softly, "Okay." ”

Dragon Butterfly Dance is a terrible woman, at least that's what Jang Hyuk thinks. It is said that women are tigers, but this dragon and butterfly dance is much more terrifying than tigers. Zhang He never figured it out, how could a good dragon and butterfly dance suddenly become Ye Wan'er?

Moreover, this woman is charming, and she is three points better than the fairy Ye Wan'er. A smile, a smile, a smile, a smile, a joy and a anger are all so charming, they can make people can't help but sway.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Zhang He instantly listed this woman as a first-class dangerous element.

Ye Wan'er, the goblin, was really cooperative, so she actually left by herself, leaving Long Butterfly Dance alone in the Rejuvenation Hall. The Dragon Butterfly Dance became a tea master, with elegant and soft movements, and performed a kung fu tea into an artistic dance.

This made Zhang He speechless. Nima, you have to rush to be Xiaoqi, don't you?

Looking at the dragon and butterfly dance sometimes charming, sometimes enchanting, sometimes elegant, and constantly changing all kinds of charming states, Zhang He couldn't help but think viciously: If you mess with my brother, my brother will stall once, and if you put on your pants after doing it, you won't recognize anyone, depending on who you go to.

Since they have decided to do it to Hehong, it is natural to discuss the plan to do it.

When it comes to business, the Dragon Butterfly Dance finally put away her seductive posture and became extraordinarily serious. According to the words of the Dragon Butterfly Dance, she can at least contain Hehong in ten moves head-on, but after ten moves, it is difficult to say.

Ten moves? Zhang He, who is not too experienced in combat, really can't figure out what this abstract concept is a god horse situation, so he decided to try the trick with Dragon Butterfly Dance first.

If you are able to lie down and dance the dragon and butterfly, then the certainty of this battle is extremely high; If you can't even win the Dragon Butterfly Dance, then it's really a bit troublesome, and you have to think about how to trick people to ensure that you can get out of the way.

What's more, according to the words of the Dragon Butterfly Dance, Hehong is still a veritable madman, once the war starts, either you die or I die. Therefore, before going to war, you must be fully prepared.

At this moment, Zhang He couldn't help but regret it a little. Nima, I already knew how good it would be to leave you and me, who are the best at killing, to stay, with this guy plotting, I'm afraid that I won't be able to kill you.

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After simply saying goodbye to the eldest woman Wang Jingyan and wrapping herself tightly to ensure that the reporters who were still waiting downstairs in the Rejuvenation Hall could not recognize herself, Zhang He followed Long Diewu and got into her Audi A6, which can only be regarded as ordinary in Jiangling City.

Outside Gangneung Fortress is a beautiful bay, and halfway up the bay is a real gathering place for Gangneung. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers and can overlook the whole of Gangneung.

The residence of Dragon Butterfly Dance is a detached villa halfway up the mountain.

In Zhang He's opinion, the Li family's villa is luxurious enough, but as soon as he stepped into the residence of Dragon Butterfly Dance, he really understood what the life of a truly rich person is.

Covering an area of more than ten acres, the single-family courtyard is full of precious landscape trees lined with green trees. The evergreen landscape forest is lined with tree-lined paths lined with cobblestones of almost the same size. Looking down on the crowded beach from the tranquil halfway up the mountain, watching the laughter and playfulness of others, there is indeed a sense of superiority of an emperor overlooking his subjects.

In the villa, the luxury of the living room also exceeded Zhang He's expectations.

The antique decoration style is all North American red oak with obvious wood grain; The entire floor was covered with the fur of an undeniable animal, but it was clearly all carpet sewn from real fur; Even the walls are covered with wall panels, making people feel like they are in the ancient buildings of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

I can't see the high-end sofa from the origin, which has excellent elasticity and is exceptionally soft.

Just when Zhang He was seriously calculating how much it would cost to renovate with this kind of decoration, Long Diewu, who had changed into sportswear, walked slowly down from the corner of the stairs on the second floor.

Your sister! Looking at the dragon butterfly dance that instantly changed from a strong business woman to a top pure school flower, Zhang He couldn't help but let out a speechless sigh.

This extremely beautiful woman is really like a god horse, and she is so charming to learn a god horse.

Zhang He couldn't help but imagine for a moment, if this woman really kept changing her ways to seduce herself, would he be able to really be good.

If Ye Wan'er is a fox spirit, then this woman is undoubtedly a thousand-year-old fox demon with a deeper path.

Dressed in a pink sportswear and tied with a ponytail, the dragon butterfly dance, which is extremely beautiful, has an excellent figure, and has an excellent temperament, is a super school flower from the dance department of the Academy of Arts. In an instant, Zhang He couldn't help but think of Lei Wanyu, the real school flower of the dance department.

It's weird, brother has nothing to do with her? Didn't my brother just see her body a few times during the treatment? Zhang He shook his head, drove away those messy thoughts, and faced the dragon and butterfly dance that had appeared in the center of the living room and posed in the shape of a Tai Chi master.

Your sister, can Tai Chi really be used as a magic skill for fighting? Just when Zhang He was puzzled, the elegant voice of the dragon butterfly dance came clearly, "Mr. Zhang, please." ”

Fight and fight, who is afraid of whom? Looking at the Dragon Butterfly Dance with a solemn face, Zhang He immediately threw his suit on the sofa and strode towards the Dragon Butterfly Dance.

The essence of Tai Chi, borrowing strength, and taking the lead. However, Zhang He found that he had been deceived by those shit martial arts dramas again, and just as he was just standing up, Long Butterfly Dance launched a stormy attack.

"Huh." With a deafening shout, the beautiful but powerful * of the Dragon Butterfly Dance struck Zhang He's abdomen like lightning.

Damn, so fast? With his amazing eyesight, Zhang He can accurately see the route of the Dragon Butterfly Dance*.

Zhang He didn't fight much, but his reaction was extremely fast, and at the moment when Long Butterfly Dance's * just kicked out, Zhang He's hands suddenly stretched out and grabbed Long Butterfly Dance's ankles accurately.

Your sister, such a great power?

As soon as his hands and feet touched, Zhang He was shocked by an unstoppable force and took seven steps back before he could barely stabilize his body. Long Diewu didn't expect Zhang He to use only such a grab to make his first attack, and a trace of strange brilliance flashed on her solemn pretty face.

"Huh." Another coquettish shout sounded, and the Dragon Butterfly Dance attacked again, like a predatory cheetah, she shot straight in, and a pair of pink fists with a whistling wind struck Zhang He's ears mercilessly.

Forehead! The legendary twin peaks?

Zhang Heyuan straightened his eyes and stared intently at the pink fist that came directly from the Dragon Butterfly Dance. In his eyes, although the speed of the Dragon Butterfly Dance's pink fist was extremely fast, it still had a clear trajectory, like a slow motion repeated on TV.

Empty door in the chest? At the moment when the second blow of the Dragon Butterfly Dance arrived, Zhang He seemed to have suddenly changed into a person, instantly becoming a martial arts master who had experienced a hundred battles, and keenly captured the gap left by the Dragon Butterfly Dance in the attack.

Uh, what's going on?

Zhang He, who didn't know why, took a step forward almost instinctively, reluctantly but appropriately avoided Long Diewu's pink fist, and swung his fists with the momentum, "I'll fight." With a wild drink like kung fu superstar Bruce Lee, Zhang He's fists instantly struck.

The speed of the dragon butterfly dance was very fast, and his fists missed, and he immediately retreated. However, what made her feel vomiting blood was that Zhang He's fists were obviously not fast, but why was it so appropriate to hit herself at the last moment?

No, it's not two fists, it's two palms, and the most excessive thing is that this guy who turned his fists into palms and obviously caught a place where he shouldn't have been caught, is still so calm and serious.

He clearly felt that half of his twin peaks were firmly grasped by Zhang He, and the Dragon Butterfly Dance, who was pinched by him in pain, suddenly became ashamed and angry.

This time, she didn't even bother to shout like a reminder, and her fists immediately swung out, one punch went straight to Zhang He's chin, and the other punch went straight to Zhang He's chest.

Zhang He didn't seem to feel that he had caught someone's Mi-Mi, and just as Long Butterfly Dance swung out his fists, his almost instinctive eyes were cold, his body flashed, and he appropriately avoided the attack of Dragon Butterfly Dance.

But the problem is that from beginning to end, his hands are still like iron hooks, and he is holding on to the high and raised twin peaks of the Dragon Butterfly Dance.

Long Butterfly Dance was about to collapse, but in the sharp pain in her chest, she had to follow Zhang He's steps and move quickly.

I didn't feel that I was still holding on to other people's mi-mi, and he was so hard that Zhang He, who was about to squeeze out other people's juice, was like a cow, leading the dragon and butterfly to dance, and took two steps back one after another.

Dragon Butterfly Dance didn't dare to attack rashly anymore, but looking at Zhang He, who still seemed to be unaware of this, and feeling the sharp pain coming from the twin peaks, the frightened and angry Dragon Butterfly Dance was really about to cry.