Chapter 580: Young Marshal, I'm Your Wife (36)

When Chen Yan released it, he shouted Ren Ying's name in his mouth.

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Xia Ling went back.

Chen Hailin lay in bed for most of the day, and when it rained in the evening, he listened to a phone call and left the mansion.

He didn't know what he was doing, and after that he left early and returned late.

Xia Ling wanted to find an opportunity to have a good talk with him.

But he didn't wait for his people.

If she waits at night, for the night, when he returns, he will let her go to sleep.

Without talking to her, he went straight into the study.

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It's been about a week.

Due to the situation, Xia Ling didn't eat very well, and his body naturally degenerated.

The news spread because Chen Hailin didn't return home much, and she was exhausted.

Chen Hailin often has the smell of fat powder on his body.

Xia Ling was afraid of coming out of the basket, so he also asked Hi Hi to stare at Chen Hailin.

found that Chen Hailin was close to several intellectual young people in the Tongxin Literature Society.

Among the few people here, there is a man named Wu Hao, who has extraordinary manners and extensive knowledge, and he can also talk to Chen Hailin very well.

Xia Ling secretly glanced at this Wu Hao......

I was stunned at the moment.

Although it is a parallel world, the man in front of him with the pseudonym Wu Hao has a dignified appearance, dark eyes and wisdom.

The focus is not on his appearance, but on the fact that he looks very similar to the prime minister surnamed Zhou on the textbook illustration she saw in the real world.

Xia Ling never expected that in such a world, he could still meet familiar people from the previous world.

As a church school and English teacher, she went to meet Wu Hao.

Really...... During the investigation, it was learned that Wu Hao was just the prime minister, an early pseudonym.

often dine with this Wu Hao.

Looking at his face, it was as if he had returned to his own world.

Wu Hao's wisdom and sharp thinking amazed Xia Ling.

And she couldn't think about it, and almost forgot that she still had the task of attacking Chen Yan.

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Again, she and Wu Hao separated.

Sitting in a Buick car, I just got off in front of the mansion.

A strong embrace, suddenly held her down, and pressed her against the wall in front of the mansion.

Surrounded by gun-wielding soldiers, they turned their backs to the past, turning the place into a hidden corner.

The tobacco-scented kiss was strongly kissed on Xia Ling's lips.

His chest was very hard, pressing on Xia Ling's body, and the buttons in his pocket were a little diaphragmatic.

The originally tense body was slightly relieved after knowing who the man was, but it was still slightly stiff.

"Big Brother ......"

Pried open her teeth, the man seemed to be angry, sucked her tongue, swept her mouth strongly, and the big hand lifted from the bottom of the cheongsam without pity and landed on her hungarian.

Half of his body was cold, shivering in the air.

Xia Ling's face turned red.

This is the British and French Concession, although the night covers the world, but there are still a lot of vehicles coming and going.

If it weren't for these soldiers who turned their backs to them and helped them form a human wall, it was unimaginable that she would be at the door of the mansion, and Chen Yan picked up the cheongsam like this.

Pushing the man with his bare hands, he pulled the cheongsam down desperately.

The man's big hand roamed through her clothes, gnawing at her lip, and the bite made her lip bleed.

Xia Ling exhaled in pain.

Then, the side of the man's tongue passed lightly over her cheek and took the tip of her ear.

The deep voice was fierce, "Ren Ying, aren't you more affectionate for Hailin?" How? Hai Lin just empathized and said goodbye, you can't stand it and go to other men? ”