Ruixin? So what if they have the ability? Sometimes connections are a form of strength too.
Qingyun drove back to Zou Minchen's villa. The lights were still on, but none of the original servants were there.
Knowing that Qingyun was coming to stay here, Zou Minchen, knowing his personality, naturally wouldn't leave any other people in the villa.
As Qingyun entered the living room, she saw Zou Minchen open his suitcase and stare blankly at the box full of strange and wonderful things.
Qingyun stayed at her maternal grandmother's house with Xiao's mother last night. To be honest, if it weren't for the few clothes still in the suitcase, Zou Minchen would have almost thought that Qingyun had packed up all the gifts he had given her and sent them back.
Looking at the contents of the box, he felt a surge of tenderness welling up inside him.
"Who gave you permission to touch my things?" Qingyun's tone was not good; to be precise, he was in a bad mood right now!
I shouldn't have brought these things over; it makes it seem like he cherishes them.
Qingyun stepped forward and closed the box, then reached out to snatch the item from Zou Minchen's hand, but Zou Minchen grabbed her wrist instead.
"do what?"
Zou Minchen pulled her forcefully into his arms, his chin resting on Qingyun's neck as he chuckled softly. This pleasurable sensation traveled directly into Qingyun's heart through their intertwined bodies.
"Baby, how can you be so cute?"
"What are you laughing at!" Qingyun broke free from him in a fit of embarrassment and anger, a thin blush spreading across her ears.
Zou Minchen gently kissed his earlobe, nibbling lightly with his teeth as he whispered in his ear, "Look, you've already taken so many things, how about taking one more?"
"What?" Qingyun stepped back, turned her face away and only looked at him out of the corner of her eye, and inexplicably felt that she was at a disadvantage at this moment.
"Me." Zou Minchen took his hand and placed it on his heart, his eyes filled with intoxicating tenderness.
Qingyun immediately snorted softly, raised her chin high, and her clear eyes seemed to be immersed in a pool of clear spring water: "Too big, no!"
Upon hearing this, Zou Minchen laughed even louder, his shoulders shaking with laughter, yet he still cupped Qingyun's face and gently kissed him on the cheek.
"Honey, I am big. But how do you know you don't want it if you don't try?"
Qingyun's eyes widened, clearly stunned by this man's shamelessness. Sure enough, this guy's head was always full of lewd nonsense!
The room was filled with Zou Minchen's deep, joyful laughter. The laughter slowly dissipated, and then a few faint, almost inaudible moans began to rise.
Zou Minchen finally got to spend two days alone with Qingyun, just as he had hoped. Although it was still quite different from the "little black room play" he had been longing for, he was still extremely happy to be able to imbue Qingyun with his scent from head to toe.
"Cheng Zhe, don't worry, I can definitely handle this. If my brother hadn't been away from the old house that day, it wouldn't have dragged on until today. I'll go to the Zou family to find my brother tomorrow..."
Zou Qiyao slammed the car door shut and walked into the villa. Zou Minchen owned many properties in Yancheng, but he rarely lived outside the old mansion. Zou Qiyao, however, was different. He lived a life of debauchery, staying wherever he pleased, and the servants couldn't possibly kick him out.
Speaking of this, he found it a bit strange. Zou Minchen always stayed either at the company or at the old house. Yesterday, when he went to look for people because of Xiao Chengzhe's matter, he couldn't find Zou Minchen at either place.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, especially since he drove into the villa today and there wasn't even anyone to help him park. Where were all the servants?
After calling out twice without getting a response, Zou Qiyao turned around and saw a familiar car—Xiao Chengnuo's car.
Just a few days ago, this car sped past him with unbridled arrogance, and he couldn't forget it.
Zou Qiyao chuckled. This Second Young Master Xiao is quite something; he actually managed to find this place and even went to great lengths to get in. But unfortunately, Xiao Chengnuo didn't know that Zou Minchen had never stayed in this villa before. He had come to the wrong place trying to curry favor with Zou Minchen.
He loosened his tie, a few restless thoughts surfacing in his mind. From the first time Zou Qiyao saw Xiao Chengnuo, he thought he was good-looking, especially when he smiled, which made his heart flutter. To be honest, if it weren't for Xiao Chengzhe, he would have already found a way to get Xiao Chengnuo into bed.
As Zou Qiyao walked into the house, he sneered and shouted, "Xiao Chengnuo, Xiao Chengnuo, I've told you clearly to get lost, didn't you understand?"
"You're alright looking, so don't even think about seducing my brother. Sleeping with me might be better..."
Zou Qiyao's words came to an abrupt halt. His hand, which was loosening his collar, stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly into the room.
Zou Minchen was wearing an apron. He held a spatula in one hand and used the other to pull the young man in front of him down onto his body. The bulge in his crotch was so large that it couldn't be concealed, creating a big bulge in his light yellow apron.
He sat atop the mountain, in a wheelchair powered by spirit stones. A sudden, sharp pain shot through his mind, and Qingyun couldn't help but cough lightly.
Once he started coughing, he couldn't stop. At the foot of the mountain, a million-strong army, armed and ready for battle, watched Qingyun cough and tremble, and not a single one dared to move.
"This old monster's body can't hold on any longer," the leader said, raising his longsword to boost morale. "Let's all press on and wipe him out today!"
Upon hearing this, Qingyun chuckled softly, and the silk handkerchief stained with golden blood in her hand quietly burst into flames, leaving not a trace of ash.
"You are the hundredth."
Upon hearing this calm voice, the leading man's raised sword trembled slightly, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
Qingyun is a villain, although he didn't understand what "villain" meant until yesterday.
Until yesterday, the Heavenly Dao watched as ninety-nine chosen ones perished at its hands, and finally could not bear it any longer. It forced Qingyun's soul to leave his body and controlled him to reincarnate, preparing to wear down his energy world by world.
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