After the three of them had dinner, they were still sitting on the long chairs under the yellow cypress tree as they had done that night, and Wei Chisheng sat down next to Murong Lian and Murong Lian next to Kan Ying.

Soon after, the night slowly became darker than the fingers could be reached, and the light shining through the trees was not at all like the shell of a mottled leopard...... Yu Chisheng was fearless and strong, and he held Murong Lian's delicate and narrow but plump and white hand.

Murong Lian hesitated and hesitated for a while—she began to doubt Wei Chisheng's motives and reliability in holding her hand, so she quickly withdrew her hand.

Yu Chisheng turned his face sideways and looked at it through the faint and mottled light, Murong Lian was obviously a little angry-

There were a few shiny beads of sweat on the tip of her straight nose, her angry eyebrows raised upward, but the corners of her cherry-like mouth were grinning downward.

Wei Chisheng was a little discouraged - he was going not to shake her hand tonight, so he gave up thinking about her, so he began to tell his recently choreographed wonderful story that was cleverly structured and naturally flowing.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of heavy and firm footsteps from the gate - Murong Lian didn't need to look to know that it was her husband Cao Pu who had returned...... He's been back early tonight.

When Cao Pu's slow footsteps got closer and closer, this re-energized the anger in Wei Chisheng's heart, and he couldn't help but whimsically have the idea of revenge against Cao Pu.

"If I held his wife's hand tightly in front of Cao Pu right now...... Isn't that the most powerful contempt I have for his contempt?"

With this thought, his calm heart, which was like a lake without wind, was then blown by a breeze and rippled in bursts of ripples, slowly spreading in his heart.

This idea of encroaching on someone else's wife can't be avoided if it is replaced by others, but Wei Chisheng is unique and bizarre in not following the rules...... He was such a weirdo, self-pitying and turned into a beaten portrait.

Without distractions, he was concentrating on thinking, how to make the angry Murong Lian willingly put her delicate but plump and white hand into his warm and powerful palm?

……

Cao Pu walked over from the gate with a bit of drunkenness, exuding a strong and pungent smell of wine, which could be smelled from afar...... He vaguely and dimly saw Murong Lian, Kan Ying, and Yu Chisheng sitting under the yellow cypress tree chatting, so he came here and sat next to Kan Ying on the bench.

After greeting each other...... Cao Pu didn't care about other people's feelings, and talked about his recent business situation in a self-conscious and angry manner......

Cao Pu said that today's real estate business is really not good, it is shrinking more and more, the involution is extremely serious, and there is no money at all, and there are two or three real estate businessmen like Cheng Gong in the city who are richer than him and want to beat him in business competition.

Now that the real estate industry is already going downhill and is not a hot topic, where are these three people interested in this kind of topic? Murong Lian and Kan Ying didn't take the conversation......

As for Wei Chisheng, he only thought about how to implement his revenge plan, and he wouldn't answer this conversation.

Therefore, it seems a bit cold......

At this time, the night becomes more and more integrated and quiet...... A dark canopy is adorned with countless stars, blinking mischievously like a pair of affectionate eyes, perhaps these little stars are peeping at the secrets of the world.

Taking advantage of the dark night, Wei Chi Sheng moved in the direction of Murong Lian - this movement was not visible to outsiders, and he boldly shook Murong Lian's hand on his thigh gently.

In the heart of the boundless heart of the boundless galloping of thoughts, Yu Chisheng actually moved his hand upward, and tightly hugged Murong Lian's slender lines revealing elegance and nobility.

Murong Lian didn't know why she was trembling all over, and she only heard her heart pounding violently. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to Yu Chisheng, and at the same time instinctively shrugged her shoulders and pushed Yu Chisheng away a little, so as not to be discovered by her husband Cao Pu, who was sitting next to her.

If you find it, it's amazing......

At this moment, Cao Pu drank a little wine, and seemed to be already a little drunk, still cursing those competitors who had made a fortune, how Cheng Gong used despicable means to compete with him...... Of course, he didn't pay special attention to Wei Chisheng's revenge, so he didn't find it.

Or maybe the lights were dim and the trees were mottled or even dark, and Cao Pu was sitting on one side, not noticing or seeing Yu Chisheng hugging his wife's shoulder.

To know...... If Cao Pu saw that Yu Chisheng dared to be so bold - then Yu Chisheng's death would have come so quickly - and this time it was God who opened his eyes and made Yu Chisheng, a baby who did not talk like words, live for a while longer.

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Wei Chisheng's embrace was indeed warm and warm, everything continued, everything was fine, and it seemed to have returned to the original time, which made Murong Lian feel as if he was being burned by a raging fire.

This made her so addicted that she couldn't extricate herself...... It was as if she was immersed in a misty ocean, or as if she had fallen into a spell cast by a wizard, and she was addicted to it, and she wanted it, and she wanted it, and she wanted it, and she wanted something else.

This is a happy scene that she has never dreamed of in countless beautiful dreams of hugging and intersecting with Yu Chisheng at night, and it appeared in front of her inadvertently and nakedly......

This led her into the illusion and delusion of a young woman, who was only twenty-five years old, in the role of a beautiful sexual illusion—she felt that it seemed to be a joy like an unfettered wild horse running wildly in her mind, and as if it were a fiery love that burned out and was constantly bubbling upwards.

Of course, her illusion of love, which was as sweet as a piece of honey, was deceived by Yu Chisheng...... The deception of love is often deceived only by the most affectionate people.

At this time, Wei Chisheng was also impressed by this warm and affectionate hugging conspiracy planned by himself, and he was shaken in his heart and no longer thought about this conspiracy plan with hidden revenge ambitions, he was completely intoxicated or immersed in a sweet, vague and falsely beautiful fantasy situation.

Suddenly, a woman appeared in Murong Lian's heart—that is, the woman with a moth on the lock screen of Yu Chisheng's mobile phone with a moth brow and skin like congealed cream, and muttered to herself in anger: "Could it be that this hug is enough to erase my memory of that woman?" Is that enough to erase the fact that he loves another woman?"

No, no, of course not.

So, Murong Lian shook off Wei Chisheng's hand fiercely, unwilling to be hugged by him anymore.