mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 286 He Is Not A Responsible Person
Chapter 286 He Is Not A Responsible Person
Yue Qinghuan changed her outfit.
The white gauze is thin and see-through, revealing the color of the skin inside.
Ye Qiusheng was dumbfounded the moment he saw Yue Qinghuan.
Although the purple gauze that Yue Qinghuan wore before was also very thin and elegant, it had lining inside and a bellyband of a similar color on her upper body, but this time there was nothing there, nothing from top to bottom.
It can be said to be clear at a glance, and you can see what you shouldn't see.
Yue Qinghuan walked up to Ye Qiusheng with a pink complexion in small steps, put his hands on his left crotch and performed a Wanfu salute, lowered his head and said shyly: "My family will present a dance for the young master."
Ye Qiusheng salivated at the corner of his mouth, and nodded blankly, he didn't even know that he had nodded.
It's so exciting!
And the other party is a top-notch woman who is rare in a century.
It is truly a once-in-a-hundred-year encounter, no matter in terms of appearance or the delicateness and color of the skin, it can be called a thrill.
The Ye Qiusheng brothers stood at attention collectively.
Yue Qinghuan took two steps back, another Wanfu ceremony came down, and then danced lightly.
At the beginning, she was a little shy and shy, but the more she jumped, the more she let go.
Yue Qinghuan's dancing posture is very beautiful, as expected of a drama student, the perfect combination of movements and demeanor is captivating.
You can see her white clothes fluttering like snow, sometimes she bends her waist and turns around, sometimes she moves lightly, her dancing posture is elegant, her eyes are smiling and looking forward, complaining like complaining, and at another moment, she lowers her waist and kicks her legs, posing in midair, with her upper body Parallel to the ground, with legs reaching up to the sky and the ground, the floor-sweeping long skirt is piled between the waist and abdomen.
She persisted in this graceful posture for at least 5 seconds.
It can be said that it is rare in the world to raise eyebrows and turn sleeves like snowflakes.
Woohoo, Ye Qiusheng saw the whitest place.
She wasn't exaggerating, she was really whiter than her flamboyant face.
Ye Qiusheng has completely fallen! He can no longer tell the difference between south, east and north.
He leaned forward and stretched his hands forward subconsciously.
Yue Qinghuan folded her legs and got up, smiled charmingly at Ye Qiusheng, who was like a pig brother, and began to twist its snake-like waist, the frequency became faster and faster, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the light veil that opened the front of the breast slowly slipped from her shoulders. slide.
In an instant, a line as smooth as ivory
A sculptural mermaid appeared in front of Ye Qiusheng, her dancing posture remained the same, but without the grace, and the whiteness was still there but without the cover.
Yue Qinghuan walked towards Ye Qiusheng while dancing.
Coming near, she knelt at his feet,
Why don't you want me, I won't affect your family, I won't compete with your wife, and I don't want your property, I just want you.
Ten minutes later, Yue Qinghuan put on the purple gauze dress again.
The two sat in front of the Eight Immortals table according to their previous positions.
With tears in her eyes, Yue Qinghuan said the above words pitifully.
Just now Ye Qiusheng didn't want her as she expected, but stopped abruptly at the most critical moment, leaving her in the air. She was full of resentment and begged gently, but she couldn't shake Ye Qiusheng's firm heart .
Ye Qiusheng grabbed a small hand of hers and patted it lightly. I thought about it too, but I can't do it now. Before Huang Botong falls down, I won't agree that you are mine. If I do, I will be very painful. You the same.
Yue Qinghuan's tears flowed down, I will not let him touch me again. Her tone was firm.
I believe. Ye Qiusheng answered painfully.
At this moment, he was determined to solve Huang Botong as soon as possible. This matter could not be delayed any longer. No matter whether Huang Botong was the mastermind who assassinated him twice, he must die.
That
Ye Qiusheng put his other hand on her mouth, believe me, it will be soon.
At around 10 o'clock, Ye Qiusheng left Qiu's private restaurant under the escort of four bodyguards.
When the gate of the courtyard was closed, Yue Qinghuan, who was as gorgeous as a peach blossom, returned to her coolness. She walked out of the main hall, sat on the stone table in the yard, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed slightly.
She wasn't drunk, and Ye Qiusheng was no match for her drinking capacity.
Is he the backer you're looking for? Uncle Qiu Guocheng came out of the kitchen and stood not far from her. I don't think he looked like a responsible person.
I do not know either. She moved her eyes from the sky to the crabapple tree in the yard. The crabapple flowers on the tree are in full bloom. Uncle, I don't understand why he hates Huang Botong so much?
Yue Qinghuan still didn't know that Lanx Hotel in Modu was seized and Ye
Qiusheng was assassinated twice.
Qiu Guocheng thought for a while and said: You know what Huang Botong is like, and no one who offends him will end well. Of course, he may not have that ability now. I think the conflict between Ye Qiusheng and Huang Botong is not as simple as a fight between bodyguards.
Did Huang Botong do something secretly to further escalate their conflict?
Maybe, Qing Huan, why don't you find a dutiful man, maybe you can still marry after Huang Botong's fall.
Ordinary people just forget it, once the sea was too difficult, uncle, do you think there will be a young talent with a net worth of tens of billions to marry me? No one wants to, they all want to raise me outside, just like Huang Botong, but should I use them to raise me? No need, since this is the case, why don't I find someone I like.
you like him.
Not before today, I just wanted to use him to bring down Huang Botong, but just now I liked him a little bit, he has persistence, goals, he is handsome, young, and very rich. There was a charming smile on Yue Qinghuan's face, a yearning smile.
Qiu Guocheng sighed, hey, it’s all fate. When you were very young, a Taoist priest visited the town. At that time you were playing with the neighbor’s children in front of the door. When he saw you, he couldn’t help but marvel at you, saying that you had a clear face. Qi, your mother asked him to tell your fortune.
And this thing? What did the Taoist say? Yue Qinghuan was very curious. She sat on the stone bench and looked up at her uncle.
Qiu Guocheng lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and said: She said that you are full of children and grandchildren, and you are as rich as a country.
How wonderful! Yueqing said with a smile.
There is another sentence behind him, saying that you will be single for a lifetime, although you have children but no husband. After speaking, Qiu Guocheng sighed again.
What do you really say. Yue Qinghuan's eyes widened.
This is surprisingly consistent with her vision of her own life.
Yes, maybe this is fate. Hey, by the way, Qing Huan, your aunt called and wanted me to go back next month. I think you don’t like the little money the small restaurant makes, why don’t you shut it down? .
That's fine, you can keep this month's income, go back and buy some good things for your aunt.
How can it work, more than 3 million.
Your niece is not short of this money.