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"Young grandma, early."

"Early." Xia Tong didn't stop and walked out of the door directly.

When the bodyguards around the convoy outside the villa saw her, they immediately bowed in unison and shouted in unison: "Young grandma!" ”

Frowning, frowning again, Xia Tong's eyebrows were about to knot, but she still kept her composure, and when she walked to the elongated luxury car in the middle, a bodyguard had already opened the door of the back seat.

Xia Tong didn't want to think about it, and got into it, thinking that she was just sitting alone, and didn't want Ye Tingjue to follow and get into the same car.

The space of the stretch car is huge, the two rows of seats are set up opposite each other, the middle is five meters apart, the two of them sit on one side, obviously separated by a certain distance, Xia Tong still feels an invisible pressure.

The car is equipped with a wine cabinet and a home theater, which is comfortable, luxurious and spacious, and the night thunder lord picked up the crystal goblet that had been prepared on the cabinet, and gently shook the red wine in the glass, the red liquid overflowed the rim of the glass, scarlet and moist.

Xia Tong glanced at him secretly, his whole body was restrained, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

She suddenly found that it seemed that she could not completely relax and be free in front of Night Thunder Lord, either angry and annoyed, or embarrassed and frightened, in short, this man was quite dangerous.

She didn't want to be alone with him if she could! Even afraid to be alone with him!

The convoy quickly drove out of the villa, and Ye Tingjue was silent all the way, holding red wine and tasting it carefully, with a handsome face and evil face, showing the imperial style and elegance with his gestures.

He leaned in the seat, his black shirt blended with the black leather backrest, his tall and lofty body was majestic and upright, and he had a natural aristocratic temperament, like a god.

Xia Tong looked at the man's bewitching face, and was in a trance for a moment, feeling unreal.

Night Thunder Lord, he is too outstanding, perfect to be flawless.

No wonder there are rumors in the world: Lord Yedu is a god-like existence at all!

"Have you seen enough?" Xia Tong was staring at him in a daze, but the man suddenly raised his eyes, his black eyes were sharp, and nAd1 (

was caught, Xia Tong's face turned red, and at the same time he turned his head awkwardly and looked out the window.

"You're happy with what you see." Night Thunder Lord continued, placing the wine glass on the cabinet, his eyes locked on the woman's red cheeks, and his voice playfully.

"Who...... Who's satisfied!? His face was even redder, and Xia Tong felt embarrassed.

For the first time in her life, I saw a man distracted without knowing it, and she was enough! How old are you and still a nymphomaniac?!

At this moment, Xia Tong had no confidence at all, because it was indeed her "peeking" first, so she twisted her head, twisted to the maximum angle that her neck could bear, and almost twisted her tendons.

Gradually, her expression became a little strange, and Night Thunder Jue looked at it, her thin lips went up, and the coldness of her handsome face faded a little.

"I don't want your neck, I'll twist it off for you." He snorted coldly, and watched her almost childish actions for a long time.

"No need to ......" you care, Xia Tong didn't say the next two words, she turned her head, looked at him, and cut to the topic, "Where are you going to take me?" Do you know a doctor who treats menstrual cramps well? ”

Ye Tingjue was silent, and his deep eyes looked at her fixedly, seeing that she was uncomfortable.

Xia Tong pursed his lips and turned his gaze back to the window, looking at the coconut trees on the side of the road that kept receding, and his brows gradually furrowed.

She has been in and out of the island many times, and she still has an impression of the way back and forth, but the route she took today is a little unfamiliar, but she didn't ask questions, (