Chapter 566: Young Marshal, I'm Your Wife (22)

Xia Ling's eyes were pale, and he was held in Chen Yan's arms, showing a trace of stiffness, but he did not resist Chen Yan.

And Chen Yan sneered, and his big hand tightened.

He obviously listened to Lin Wanyu's words, but it was not so easy to be used as a gunman, and some playful voices came from above his head.

"Miss Lin's speaking skills are not inferior to Ling's mother."

Xia Ling couldn't see Chen Yan's expression when she spoke, but Lin Wanyu's face in front of her suddenly turned white, as if she had been poked in some sore spot.

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When he went to the ball, he mocked the owner of the ball.

Chen Yan's domineering indifference can be seen.

He hugged Xia Ling's waist and didn't ask why Xia Ling was here.

During the whole dance, he took Xia Ling with him.

With him, the gaze that fell on Xia Ling was much less.

It's just that everyone asked Xia Ling's identity when they saw it.

Chen Yan only said that she was a female companion, so the man's gaze fell on Xia Ling, and it was ambiguous.

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On this occasion, Xia Ling couldn't help but drink some wine.

Her body was very shallow, and after a little drinking, the crimson color welled up on her cheeks.

Originally, she wanted to pretend to be drunk, but she didn't expect a glass of champagne to enter her throat, and she was really drunk.

The strength that Chen Yan wrapped around her waist became a support.

Lin Wanyu took the initiative to come up and said that she could let Xia Ling rest in her room, and someone else would watch her, and then follow Chen Yan when she woke up.

Looking at her lightly, Chen Yan didn't care.

Let Fang Zheng go to say hello to Mayor Lin, he took Xia Ling with him, and got into the Buick car when Xia Ling came.

This Buick ...... It was originally his car.

However, perhaps the woman has been using it for a long time, and the car has been stained with some of her smell.

The faint aroma of gardenia is fresh and elegant......

sent the woman to the back seat, and as soon as Chen Yan followed in, the woman hugged him.

Her drunkenness was a little hazy, her phoenix eyes were covered with a faint layer of moisture, and the skirt on her shoulders slipped off a little, revealing half of her fragrant shoulders.

"Big brother, please take me back."

She seemed to still have some consciousness, buried her face in his arms, and hugged him tightly but her jade arms did not let go.

"Young marshal?" Fang Zheng glanced in the front rearview mirror.

Comfortably pulled up the woman's slippery clothes.

After looking at Fangzheng, Chen Yan said lightly: "Take a few turns in the Shanghai beach." ”

"Yes." Fang Zheng immediately put away his eyes that shouldn't be looking.

The Buick car was spinning in Shanghai, and Chen Yan was sitting there, his body tense.

He sat flat, the woman holding his waist, her charming and slightly drunk face facing him, and the pillow under his face was the subtle position of his lower body.

The rich fragrance of gardenia flowers came in the woman's hair.

Slender fingers inserted into her fine black hair, combing her fingers and combing them slowly......

The scent of the gardenia seemed to really come from her hair.

Licking his slightly dry thin lips, Chen Yan came out of the hospital and also went to the periphery of the Champs Mansion.

He stood downstairs and watched Chen Hailin and the woman enter the room together, and then the light went out.

From that day on, he was ruthless and could no longer have anything to do with this woman.

She is like a poppy, she has tasted her good, and she can no longer give up.

Chen Yan secretly found many cooks and made many kinds of seafood porridge.

But I don't know why, the taste of this seafood porridge is just average.

I didn't dare to make anything from the chef, and when I ate it, I didn't have the same taste that she made for him in the hospital for a few days.