Chapter 74 Wan Jiao begs for mercy and goes to see the villa
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song"
On the phone, the man's voice was full of patience and respect, calling softly.
"Feel sorry."
Dong Wenyan came back to her senses and said in a trembling voice, "I'm not Song Cheng."
Hearing this.
The man was silent for a moment, then said respectfully, "Hello, Ms. Wan, I'm sorry to let you know in advance. This was originally a surprise from Mr. Song."
cough.
Dong Wenyan said with red eyes: "I am not Wan Jiao either. Wait a minute, I will ask Song Cheng to answer the phone."
Yunlong Villa, a luxury villa.
If I remember correctly, the cheapest villa there costs 15 million.
God.
What rich man did Wan Jiao hook up with? No, not a rich man, he is clearly a god!!!
Dong Wenyan's breathing was rapid, her thoughts were in turmoil, and her heart was restless.
No time to think about it.
She gritted her teeth, knocked on the glass door, and said again with difficulty: "Mr. Song, this call seems very important."
Hearing this.
In the kitchen.
Song Cheng's voice rang out: "Wait a moment."
One minute later.
The glass door was half open.
Song Cheng stood sideways, half of his body exposed, and stretched out his hand, saying, "Give it to me."
Dong Wenyan shivered slightly. While handing over the phone, she looked at the situation in the kitchen. Because her vision was blocked, she could only vaguely see that Wan Jiao seemed to be squatting, concentrating on looking for something.
"Hello."
Song Cheng answered the phone and said calmly after a moment: "I understand. Let's get ready now. I'll bring people over later."
Hang up the phone.
He paused, then let out a breath, feeling refreshed both physically and mentally.
"Senior, are you okay?"
Song Cheng picked up the woman squatting in front of him and smiled slightly.
"Ugh, my legs are numb."
Wan Jiao was too weak to stand up, so she leaned on the ground to relax her body and covered her mouth with her hands. She looked extremely charming and beautiful.
Slow down.
The woman staggered away and went to the bathroom.
Song Cheng returned to the dining table and sat down. There was no strangeness or discomfort on his face, and he was still full of energy.
On the opposite side, Dong Wenyan was a little distraught, with mixed feelings in her heart.
She thought of the people who were pursuing her. With her excellent figure and looks, and her contacts in upper-class circles, she had no shortage of suitors around her, and most of them were rich second-generations with good looks and financial resources.
But what people fear most is comparison.
Compared with Song Cheng, those suitors instantly fell several levels behind.
As neighbors, both of them were beautiful and had good social circles, so she and Wan Jiao were quite familiar with each other, and they often interacted with each other and understood each other.
I thought Wan Jiao just found a boyfriend with outstanding looks and a super strong body, but now it seems that he not only has outstanding looks and a strong body, but also strong financial resources.
A luxury villa worth tens of millions, or a luxury villa in Yunlong Villa
Is this a surprise gift?
What kind of boyfriend is this? Where does he come from?
She lost her composure and her mentality became unbalanced.
Envy and jealousy swept over her, enveloping her body and mind.
look up.
Dong Wenyan looked at the man opposite her again and truly felt what a strong man was.
As for women's eyes.
Song Cheng was absent-minded and didn't care. He ate his breakfast casually and thought about it.
The effect of the intermediate skill Galloping Horse is somewhat unexpected. After a closer look at the skill description, it shows that all creatures that can be ridden by humans.
Well, I can only say that it is worthy of being an intermediate skill.
Combined with the primary skill of standing still, the power
Song Cheng couldn't help but smile, looking at the senior sister who came out of the bathroom, feeling satisfied.
The woman still couldn't hide her staggering and lust at this moment. After sitting down, she tightly crossed her beautiful legs wrapped in ultra-thin and ultra-transparent shiny white silk. Her delicate body was tense and her curves were enchanting and sexy.
If the two of them could still fight back and forth yesterday, now the woman has completely lost her ability to fight back.
Time passes.
At ten o'clock in the morning, breakfast is finished.
"Senior, come with me to a place."
Song Cheng finished washing the dishes and glanced at the woman while speaking.
In our sight, Wan Jiao has calmed down and her expression has returned to its calm state, with only a hint of passion and charm still lingering between her brows.
At this moment, the woman had already dressed up. She was wearing high heels on her silk feet. Her silk legs were straight and slender. She was standing in front of the mirror and adjusting her skirt.
"Where?"
Wan Jiao's delicate body trembled slightly, and she said in a cautious tone, "I still have to go to the company, so I don't have time to accompany you."
She was scared.
This man is simply a monster, there's no end to it, and today he's even scarier than yesterday.
Yesterday she could hold on for ten minutes to half an hour, but today she collapsed in less than five minutes and had no power to resist at all.
"You are already a director, there is no need to go to the company every day."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "I bought you a suite. Go over and see if you like it."
aside.
Dong Wenyan did not leave, her eyes were complicated.
Wan Jiao blinked, surprised, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
The house and other things are not important, as long as they don’t continue to torment me. I really can’t stand it anymore.
"Yan Yan, do you have time to go with me?"
Wan Jiao asked.
"OK."
Dong Wenyan smiled and said, "I also want to see what kind of house your Mr. Song will give you."
There are some things you won't give up on until you see them with your own eyes.
"Then let's go together."
Wan Jiao smiled and said, "If the house he gives you is not good, help me beat him up."
She thought very simply.
It’s okay at home, but you can’t do that outside anymore. It would be safer to have someone with you just in case, so that you don’t get to suffer any more.
Immediately.
After packing up, the three of them left home.
In the corridor, Dong Wenyan left first and went to the next room to change her shoes.
The word "danger" popped up above Wan Jiao's head. Just as she was about to follow him, Song Cheng grabbed her in his arms and pressed her against the wall.
"Hmm."
After a passionate love affair.
Song Cheng was still not satisfied and asked, "Senior sister, what am I to you?"
Wan Jiao's delicate body went limp, she gasped slightly, and she put her arms around the person in front of her, hugging him tightly to soothe the trembling in her body and mind.
"Brother, good brother, good husband"
"Sister is really dying, please spare her, okay?"
The woman spoke coquettishly, begged for mercy, and her voice trembled, dropping survival points, development points, sharp mind, healthy tongue, enchanting hands, happiness, sweetness, infatuation, and so on.
In fact, in my heart I blame the beasts, perverts, devils, and those who are not human.
"Scream more, I love to hear it."
Song Cheng grabbed the woman's buttocks and silk legs hard.
"Hate."
Wan Jiao said coquettishly, biting her ear and said sweetly: "Good brother, Jiaojiao loves you so much"
OK, OK.
Song Cheng kissed her again and kept pestering her until Dong Wenyan came out, then he stopped with a feeling of being unsatisfied.
"You guys are too disgusting."
Dong Wenyan looked at the two of them and couldn't help but make a joke.
The woman was wearing a light and thin ice silk cardigan, and her bare legs were covered with a layer of thin and shiny flesh-colored stockings. Her silk feet were wearing white flat shoes, making her look youthful and beautiful.
"Little brothers like him love to cling to others."
Wan Jiao's face flushed as she let herself be held around the waist. She said she disliked it but her body leaned on him honestly.
Song Cheng smiled without saying anything, and casually pulled down the hem of the woman's skirt, which had been slightly removed, to avoid exposing her.
Without further ado, the three of them left the apartment building and boarded the Yangwang U8.
As a car model, Dong Wenyan is naturally familiar with cars and has ridden in the Yangwang U8 many times.
In the car, the two women chatted.
Dong Wenyan: "BYD recently launched the U9, a pure electric supercar worth nearly two million. It looks great and can even rock itself."
Wan Jiao: "What's the point of rocking the bike by yourself?"
Dong Wenyan: "Yes, Mr. Song is so amazing that he can make the car shake without that function."
Wan Jiao: "What nonsense are you talking about? Shut up!"
The two girls giggled and whispered to each other.
Song Cheng smiled, drove smoothly all the way to the gate of Yunlong Villa, and stopped the car.
"Yunlong Villa?"
Wan Jiao looked out the window and asked curiously, "I remember Yanyan, you said that these places seemed to be full of villas and mansions, and the minimum price was 10 million?"
Dong Wenyan nodded. Feeling a little thirsty, she drank a sip of water immediately. She stared intently at the untouchable villa complex outside and took a deep breath. "It's 15 million."
Fifteen million!!!
Wan Jiao paused for a moment, thinking of what Song Cheng had just said, and suddenly felt confused.
No, that's not the case.
My good junior, you want to kill yourself
(End of this chapter)
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