Abroad, high-class private mansions

The afternoon sun is so lazy that people even have a leisurely look and a little more leisurely and warm.

The shadow in front of the window on the second floor, half leaning against the transparent floor-to-ceiling window at the moment, sexual~ sensuous and indifferent.

Her graceful figure is undoubtedly revealed by silky transparent pajamas, and her large red curls float in the wind, mixed with the smell of sunshine, bringing a charming fragrance.

The woman's lazy face is half charming and half enchanting, her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and a faint trace of sadness floats on that charming face, and there is an indescribable charm against the background of the transparent curtains.

This is a mature woman.

She was none other than Shen Weixin, who was still negotiating with Mu Yechi in Suzhou City a few days ago.

"How?"

A deep voice rang behind the ears.

Shen Weixin had a pair of big hands on her waist, and the strength of a man and the breath of a man enveloped her whole person.

His kisses fell on her one after another.

The silky thin layer of pajamas fell to the ground under his easy provocation, and her pale body was very bewildering in the sunlight.

"Not today, okay?"

Shen Weixin knew very well that the man was so obvious, she also knew that he needed it at the moment, his reaction was so clear behind her, but today she had no emotion at all.

"What? Is there something that bothers you so much. The man snorted coldly, and his movements did not stop.

"No, is that okay?"

Shen Weixin is in this request.

Although she couldn't see his face, she could feel that he had stopped suddenly.

"You don't have the right to say no."

Shen Weixin thought that the man would really let her go, or that she would give up for the sake of being entangled with him all night, and an unprepared pain struck.

The man didn't have any pity at all, and was rude from behind and asked for her.

It hurts.

She felt so painful, it felt so humiliating.

The wound in the heart was just like the feeling, it was torn open little by little, it hurt so much that it was so numb that it didn't feel at all.

His movements continued.

Her numbness and distress were also gradually expanding.

She Shen Weixin is such a woman, she used to be happy with it, and she felt that she was so proud to travel in the world of men, and the superiority of being chased by men's eyes had long surpassed that little shame.

She thought she was going to enjoy it until she met the man...... She feels dirty! is not worthy of him in any way, and among the people who are in the heart of that person, there is no half of her Shen Weixin's status, and they are all another woman.

"Won't you move? Didn't you like to be on top of men, under you? ”

Her numb reaction made the man a little irritable, and his movements stopped.

He withdrew from her body and twisted it violently.

Shen Weixin felt even more ashamed, and she suddenly pushed the man away.

"Rebel against me? Have an opinion about me? ”

Shen Weixin met his cold eyes, and there was anger and expressionlessness on his handsome face.

She carefully hugged the man's waist and asked him flatteringly, "Are you in a bad mood today?" ”

The man twisted her chin hard, and became ruthless: "Don't ask about me, you just need to do your job and wait for my body!" ”

Shen Weixin lowered her eyes, she was not angry, and pressed her slender hand to his heart.

The man's heart was beating so fast, as if he was in an impatient mood.

"Humph!"

The man snorted coldly and shook off Shen Weixin's hand without hesitation.

Shen Weixin was stunned, the man had already gotten up and buttoned his pants, and walked out of the room without turning his head.

The arrogant and cold figure, cold, has no nostalgia for her, for the place where they have been haunted all night~.

Shen Weixin's gentleness gradually disappeared, and his smile became sarcastic.

Oh, still.

She is just a tool for your venting ~ in his heart.

Shen Weixin looked at the door that was slammed shut by him, and his hands turned white under the sun.

The woman...... What the hell made you so interested?

What do you really love about her? Isn't she just a poor woman, or a woman who is held in the palm of someone's hand.

Shen Weixin wanted to laugh out loud.

laughed at him, laughed at himself, but couldn't squeeze out a slight.

He obviously hated those people and that woman so much, but he fell too deep.

He couldn't get it, so it became so twisted.

The sunlight outside the window sprinkled on Shen Weixin, who fell to the ground, and there was a bitter and sad glimmer, and the glimmer slowly dispersed, floating into a dead knot of light, like hatred that could not be opened.

*……

Training base

This area is decorated to look like an aristocratic school, and all the children inside will be the tools of KING's training.

On the green lawn, a small figure in a black and white suit and school uniform sat alone on the edge of the swing, intently not knowing what he was thinking.

Such a young child, but there is maturity in his eyes beyond wisdom, which is distressing.

He stared at the waning sunset with wide, clear eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on his small figure, falling on his long, low-hanging black eyelashes, reflecting a lonely glow.

His pink and beautiful thin lips were flattened, and his handsome little face was full of loneliness that was so clean that it could not be hidden, and there were tears in his big eyes.

He looked like he wanted to cry, but he stubbornly didn't let himself cry, just pursed his little mouth, and the little man was trying to keep his eyes wide from letting the tears fall.

He thought, thought, missed Mommy, especially his Mommy.

Mommy, did you see it, Shen Shen didn't cry, even if he was thinking about Mommy, he wouldn't cry, and he wouldn't let others see it.

Mommy said that Shen Shen should be like a hero's father, and he can't shed tears casually, so he doesn't cry deeply.

The little fists were clenched tightly, so tight that the little fists were covered with red marks one after another.

Jiang Dui's squatting little body was stretched so long......

Why can't Mommy come to see Shen?

Mommy said that she could meet her while lying in bed, but she lied to him!

He squinted until dawn every night, and when he was sleepy, he pinched himself to prevent himself from sleeping, and Mommy didn't show up once.

Jiang Dushen's small mouth was flattened, and his little handsome face was wrinkled, and the crumbling tears were about to overflow his eyes.

Mommy is a big badass, a big liar, and I don't want to think about Mommy anymore......

Jiang Dushen's small head hung low, and he couldn't hold back his tears, and he dripped on the grass, and his little shoulders moved aggrievedly.

The little man who was crying sadly didn't notice that there was a tall shadow looming behind him.

His small body suddenly soared into the air.

Jiang Dushen screamed in surprise, and his tears stopped instantly, and he struggled to get down.

"Why is the little hero hiding in the corner alone, is he secretly crying again?"

A gentle voice came down.

As soon as Jiang Dushen raised his eyes, he saw his uncle in a black suit smiling and teasing him, and maliciously reached out to pinch his little face that was still full of tears.

"Let go of me!" Jiang Dushen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and shouted loudly for the man to let him down.

He hates this look of being bumped into by others the most, and the last time the little fat man saw that he was flattened by him, he didn't even dare to squeak him before letting him go.

"I hate my uncle so much?"

The man smiled softly.

He leaned over slightly, looking at Jiang Dushen's eyes without malice.

It's none other than Lu Beiting, who saved Jiang Scarlet and them-

Jiang Dushen was still struggling, and Lu Beiting had no choice but to let him down

"Humph!"

Jiang Dushen wanted to run away as soon as he slipped through the smoke, except for Mommy, he didn't want to get too close to these people.

Mommy says they're bad guys, and he, like Mommy, thinks they're all bad guys.

"Deep friend, don't you want to see your mommy?"

Seeing that he was preparing to run, Lu Beiting was not in a hurry.

He sat cross-legged on the grass, looking at Jiang Dushen's small back and chuckling.

Jiang Dushen's running speed seemed to be frozen, and he stopped in place and did not move.

"Good boy, if you want to see your mommy, then come and sit next to your uncle, okay." Lu Beiting turned around and beckoned to the child who was disturbing with a smile.

Although there are still tears on the little face, it does not damage the natural thing in his body at all, it is more inherited than a certain person's genes, especially when he looks at you calmly, you seem to be being scrutinized by a little person.

Jiang Scarlet and Mu Yechi's son will not be far behind.

The current White Rabbit doesn't know what kind of character he will be in the future.

"Come on, little manly can't make trouble."

"Humph!"

Lu Beiting's words were really effective, and as soon as the words came out, Jiang Duan snorted coldly, and sat beside him with an ancient brain like wind on his feet, looking at him coldly.

Lu Beiting smiled, but it was the same as his mother.

"Did you hide my mommy?" Jiang Dushen questioned as soon as he sat down, and he didn't lose his aura at all.

"Haha, if I say that I really hid it, then what can you do with me?" Lu Beiting haha, and pinched his cold little face.

"You...... You, you! Bad apple! ”

The little Jiang Dushen was stopped by this question, and he didn't like him pinching his face and wiping it there vigorously.

"It's disgusting!"

At the end, his little hand clapped, and he wanted to slap off this uncle's hand in disgust.

This uncle often appears here, and he didn't hate him so much, but...... He's a friend of the bad godfather, especially when he says he hides Mommy, which is so annoying.

"Haha, don't be angry."

Jiang Dushen looked at this uncle with suspicion.

Lu Beiting sighed, looked at the remnant sun that had fallen, and quieted down shallowly.

Jiang Dushen looked at him nervously.

"Deeply."

"Hmph, I'm not angry."

Lu Beiting was amused by him, "Okay, okay, you said that if you don't get angry, you won't be angry, do you want to see Mommy?" ”

Jiang Dushen looked at him hesitantly.

"Uncle doesn't tell anyone, uncle swears." Lu Beiting raised his hand to the sky.

"Yes!"

Jiang Dushen lowered his little head, blurted out almost without any consideration, and if he didn't have any defense, he would be straightforward.

"Okay, then Shen Shen must be obedient and obedient, your mommy is safe now, but she has important things to do, wait for uncle, after a while, uncle will come to pick up Shen Shen and go to see Mommy, okay?"

Lu Beiting was very serious and promised the little Jiang Dushen.

"Don't lie to me?"

"Don't lie deeply."

Looking at those sparkling clean eyes, Lu Beiting's eyes were particularly gentle.

"Retractor hook."

"Uh......!"

Lu Beiting was stunned for the little man's hand that suddenly stretched out to pull the hook.

He came back to his senses under his expectant eyes, and stretched out his big hand to hook with him.

"Uncle has to obey."

"Definitely!"

Lu Beiting was in a trance, and his mood had never been so moved and touched as at this moment.

After he took Jiang Dushen back, he left and went back over there.

As soon as Lu Beiting entered the villa, he hurried his steps and went straight to the study.