Chapter 71: Ambiguous

Ye Chen clenched the steering wheel and started the car suddenly, Cheng Anya's heart beat like thunder, and because of nervousness, a faint flush rose on her face.

Under the cover of the night sew, like a piece of pink jade.

Ye Chen, what has happened?

Why is there so many secrets in him, why is there so much pain in his heart?

She still remembered that at the banquet, Ye Chen's tense body and eyes as deep as an ancient well, even if he occasionally swept a trace of ruthlessness, it would make Cheng Anya feel.

He endured too much.

It's heart-wrenching.

The three young members of the Ye family, standing up to the sky and the earth, with an iron fist, how could they have that kind of desperate and sad eyes?

These thoughts actually overpowered Ye Chen's terrifying xing when he found Ning Ning.

I must be crazy!

If you're not crazy, why is your mind full of him?

Cheng Anya occasionally raised her eyes to look at Ye Chen, and Ye Sanshao's indifferent eyes looked straight ahead, deep and secluded like an ancient well, and she couldn't see her emotions.

"Wait, how do you know about my house?" Cheng Anya realized that Ye Chen's car was not far from the community, and suddenly raised the level 12 Jing ring.

Ye Chen glanced at her coldly, as if looking at an idiot, "It's written on the resume." ”

"Well, just stop here, it's not easy over there...... Reversing. Cheng Anya made an excuse and calmly asked to get out of the car.

Ye Chen's situation remained unchanged, "Let's talk about it!" ”

Obviously an avenue, not easy to reverse? Talking nonsense with her eyes open, what is Cheng Anya afraid of?

The car stopped downstairs under her, Cheng Anya nervously tightened her dress, and was so panicked that she was about to open the door without even tearing open the seat belt, but it was bounced back.

On the ground, Ye Chen's long arm stretched out, pressed Cheng Anya's hand with one hand, raised her eyebrows, and stopped her from getting out of the car.

Ye Chen's palm was very warm, pressing on the back of her hand, and Cheng Anya felt that the skin that her body was in contact with was as hot as fire.

Half of the man's body pressed over, and the breath of pure male xing came to his face.

In a small space, his breath was all his breath.

It's red-faced.

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