The people in the room had nothing to say, only Brother Zhou, who was good friends with Luo Ningchuan, took over and didn't care, "A lover is just a lover, and he can't see the light after all." ”

Luo Ningchuan was lying on the sofa on his side, still expressionless after hearing Brother Zhou's words.

Xiao Ge sat on Xi Shao's body, glancing at Luo Ningchuan's face, and his heart was ape.

But he was rubbed by Xi Shao's fingers until his chin was bleeding, and he warned in a low voice, "That's not what you can think about." ”

"Go first," Luo Ningchuan suddenly got up from the sofa, took a black trench coat and left.

"Third brother, don't you want to leave so early. Didn't you say all-nighters? Xi Shao shouted.

The only thing that answered him was the sound of the door of the box closing.

Brother Zhou stared at the box door for a long time, frowned, and took out a cigarette irritably, "Let's continue." ”

The street lamp was dimly lit, and the man in the trench coat leaned against the black cayenne on the side of the road, smoking quietly, the strong smell of nicotine choking into his lungs, and the light stretched the shadow very long.

The lights are bright, and the opulent life reflects the loneliness at this time.

A yellow light hit him in the face. The light shines on the long eyelashes, shining on the line of the resolute chin, giving birth to a kind of loneliness for no reason.

Luo Ningchuan turned out his cigarette, opened the car door, and galloped away in the black Cayenne, as if he had figured out something, and was eager to prove it.

As the name suggests, the Waterfront Residence is a single-family villa built on the side of the scenic Ai Lake.

This warm yellow villa is located in a prime location, with convenient transportation, pleasant scenery, supporting gardens, swimming pools and more, it is the boutique of small villas. And the price is amazing.

This is the first time Luo Ningchuan has successfully bought a deal of hundreds of millions of dollars, and it is also for his mother.

But his mother didn't have a chance to live in again, and her husband's affection and illness caused the beauty who had amazed an era to pass away.

Six years ago, a new hostess was ushered in here, and her talent and appearance also captivated everyone, but will she be as fragrant as a broken flower falling into water?

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che promised the first empress Chen Ajiao, "If you have Gillian as a wife, you will store it as a golden house." However, since ancient times, the affection can't be kept, and this love, which started with the romantic "Golden House Zangjiao", ended with Gillian being depressed in Nagato Palace.

Luo Ningchuan's cold heart is much better than his father, not to mention that his mother's death has extinguished the last bit of love in his heart. But unlike his father, he is not abusive, and he is also disgusted by the constant behavior of his father's new love.

He got out of the car, opened the door and went in. There was silence in the villa, and the corners of Luo Ningchuan's mouth rose and chuckled, "I must have fallen asleep." ”

Gently push open the bedroom and see the arched silk quilt on the bed. He took off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Su Yao didn't sleep well today, and the sound of water from the bathroom woke her up again. So he propped his head and looked at the blurred silhouette of his body behind the frosted glass, thinking about something intently.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and water vapor sprayed out. Luo Ningchuan was bare with a sturdy upper body, and only a white bath towel was wrapped around his lower body. The water beads collected on his wheat-colored abs, leaving a trail of water and disappearing under the bath towel, which was particularly tempting.

The man burrowed into the quilt and crossed Su Yao's waistline with his arm. A hand pressed the back of her head, first gently tossing and turning on her lips, and then suddenly the tip of her hot tongue invaded her territory, stirring her up with intense lust.

The lips and tongue lingered, and they forgot to kiss. Su Yao's mouth was full of men's faint tobacco smell and mellow red wine taste, a little weird, "You drank?" ”

"Hmm" Luo Ningchuan buried himself on Su Yao's fragrant shoulder and sucked heavily, licking his delicate skin in response.

"What's wrong?" Su Yao asked with a red face.

Luo Ningchuan stopped to stare at her, his amber pupils shining like jewels in the light. "Am I going to fail you?" He asked with a serious look on his face.

"No, it won't." Su Yao hugged his head and replied very quickly.

"So confident in me?" Luo Ningchuan buried his head in her neck and smiled.

"No," Su Yao held his face with both hands, and his seductive peach blossom eyes went straight into his eyes, and said viciously, "If you dare to abandon me, I will kill you." ”