Of course, he knew that the woman in front of him had gradually entered the play, and the stupid illusion that she had been hooked floated in his eyes.

A few rounds later.

Ling Yicheng leaned lazily on the sofa, a pair of long legs were grandly placed on the coffee table, and his leather shoes were shiny and shiny, completely looking like a scoundrel.

There's no denying that he's a natural playmaker.

He has a keen intuition about when, where, and what kind of appearance he presents in order to achieve the ultimate goal.

Since he dug a pit for the other party, his tone was not salty or light, "Not only your Lin family has goods on Hong Kong Island, but there are also a few companies on Ao Island who are very enthusiastic." ”

Then, Ling Yicheng was lazy, waiting for the woman on the other side to play.

Lin Manrong didn't believe in that evil.

With his own charm, how could he not take this man and the "order" in his hands?

"If you inquire, you will know that the Lin family has the best quality and reputation, and the relationship with the bad guy is also the hardest......"

What's more, there may be even greater wealth waiting for you in the future.

Ling Yicheng didn't seem to hear it, a pair of dangerous and charming Danfeng eyes raised slightly, and raised his eyebrows to look at her.

A kind of scrutiny unique to hunters.

The originally sharp jawline brought a man's unique style, the corners of his lips turned up, and he smiled indifferently.

Lin Manrong's heart jumped, and the more unpredictable it was, the more addictive it was.

Sure enough, it's still good in the mainland, even if this man lets her stay in the mainland now, maybe she will be happy.

Lust and profit all make the mind dizzy.

Lin Manrong was carried away by the vague smile of the man in front of her.

"After talking so much, rest assured, the goods that enter the Lin family can't be lost to you." She took out the sexiest and coquettish tone, and even walked over from the sofa opposite and sat next to Ling Yicheng.

also unconsciously walked under the "big net" spread by Ling Yicheng.

Ling Yicheng looked at her unceremoniously and did not refuse.

- I don't know if I'm alive or dead.

Lin Manrong leaned closer, her waist was thin and soft, and the light under her collar was infinite.

She took a deep breath, the man's taste ......

It smells really good.

Lin Manrong carefully experienced the taste of Ling Yicheng's body.

The main ingredient is disdainful, accompanied by banter, with slender legs, a strong body and a handsome appearance, by the way, more of the aroma of banknotes.

Ling Yicheng seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, he won Lin Manrong's greedy spring heart step by step.

And he himself is already thinking about how to make the fish balls taste better at night.

The main ingredient is mackerel, accompanied by starchy egg white, plus green onion and ginger powder, pepper and salt.

It takes a long time to make fish balls, so you have to go back early so that you don't get hungry for snacks.

Seeing that this woman was about to stick to himself, the impatience in his heart reached its peak.

The freshness and sweetness that Su Xiaoli brought him seemed to be no longer enough to expel the turbidity in the room.

"Then cooperate with a single try first, and everyone will make a fortune together." He slowly retracted his long legs, leaned forward, and pretended to press the cigarette butt, but in fact avoided Lin Manrong's approach.

"It's not early, Miss Lin, we're here for a long time." He grabbed his handbag and straightened his slightly wrinkled white shirt.

still has the corners of his lips slightly hooked, and his head is slightly bowed, leaving a seemingly non-existent "promise".

"I'll contact you later."

Foolproof.

Out of the door of Lin Manrong's office, the ambiguity in her handsome eyes suddenly pulled away, and she turned sharply, leaving only an empty coldness.

The farther and farther he went, the coldness in Ling Yicheng's eyes slowly turned into the warmth of going home.

Monica.

The more Su Xiaoli thought about it, the more angry he became, and the sound became heavier than the other when he beat the drum.

Last night, I obviously felt that the little cub's heart was bright, which was good, and he specially entered Lin Er's "wild black nest".

That scheming woman will inevitably pull him to a darker place!

Don't think she doesn't know what Ling Yicheng is doing now!

Angry.

If it weren't for the ...... Look at, look at...... For the sake of having fish balls to eat at night, Su Xiaoli can send Ling Yicheng to the Public Security Bureau now.

The drum was beating, angry and furious.

“Bong！”

An earth-shattering bang that exploded more than the sound of a drum.

After a long detour, Ling Yicheng, who had just walked to the door of the dance hall, rushed to the top of his head in an instant, and his hand had already pulled out a knife.

What's going on?!

The kick drum exploded.

Su Xiaoli knocked it with his foot.

Ling Yicheng was dumbfounded.

Lan Jun and Xi Sheng, who rushed over when they heard the movement, were dumbfounded.

No one dared to say more.

Su Xiaoli...... Also dumbfounded.

How much strength do you have?!

Honor students tear up textbooks?!

Teacher Lan pursed her lower lip and protested in a low voice: "Little junior sister...... This ......"

Before Xi Sheng and Su Xiaoli could speak, Ling Yicheng calmly shook off a pile of unity, and sneered: "The quality of this drum is not good, change it to a good one." ”

After that, like picking up a chick, he carried Su Xiaoli by the collar and walked away.

Top brand Kumano drum kit: ......??

Lan Jun: ......??

Who is this man?

That's it?

Xi Sheng looked at this unruly back that looked like his own big boss and was cold and elegant, thoughtful.

Gu Feihan, who got Xi Sheng's latest information, clenched his fists: ...... Okay, good, very good......

Lu Sinian, who had just finished listening to the report of the "invisible bodyguard", frowned deeply: ...... Examine! Check it for me, check it carefully, check it thoroughly!

Separated by 108,000 miles, the two did not communicate at all, but they absolutely had a good heart: quickly choose a good day and return to Beijing!

Su Xiaoli and Ling Yicheng naturally didn't know about Gu Lu's decision, and the two of them were busy working in the vegetable market.

In this year, the vegetable market in the capital is mostly river fresh, and there is very little seafood.

The two agreed: fish balls are delicious only if they are made of sea fish.

I walked around the market three times, but I didn't pick a suitable fish.

Tangled.

The arrogant Ling Yicheng didn't want to use inappropriate materials at all to bury his good craftsmanship.

God knows how long he practiced.

Damn it.

Chagrin.

More angry.

Old broken vegetable market.

Ling Yicheng's face was dark.

I can't wait to fly two alive from the Cheongju seaside.

Su Xiaoli tilted her little head, it's not that she can't try......

The big brother who sold the fish was anxious: "Do you two buy it or not?" ”

"Buy! Come to two. Su Xiaoli held her chin for a moment and clapped the board.

Ling Yicheng: Grass carp?

Hum!

In fact, grass carp is not unpalatable, but this fish has many bone spines, especially small spines.

forcibly holding down a heart that wanted to repent, just picking a small thorn, it took Ling Yicheng more than an hour.

Back pain, hand cramps.

Su Xiaoli waved the flag and shouted on the side: grass carp is good, grass carp is rich in unsaturated fatty acids, which is beneficial to blood circulation; Grass carp is good, grass carp is rich in selenium, which has anti-aging and beauty effects......

Let's go, let's go.

Dry, without a bit of emotion.

The busy Ling Yicheng thought she was in the way, and he was reluctant to let her go away, so he could only let the girl brainwash her wildly in her ears.

Chop the fish meat, chop it to the board and fly.

It can be said that the anger of justice and the stubbornness of men are vividly interpreted.

I felt sorry for him for half a second.

Ling Yicheng used the soup made from fish bones to serve everyone a pot of fine noodles.

Wanton fragrance.

Lola needs to say a lot more about the factory setting of the concept of "home" in my head...... Ahem...... It's a welfare home...... Who's going to reason?!