MTL - Quick Transmigation and Doted on His Wife-Chapter 137 Queen 7

Half an hour later, these subordinates haven't seen their boss come out, thinking that it shouldn't take so long to beat someone.

"Should we go in and take a look?" Someone suggested.

"No, that woman is very good-looking, you don't know what virtue our boss has, in case we break the boss's good deeds, and there is no good fruit to eat, just wait wait."

Another hour passed.

"Should we go in and take a look?" There was some uncertainty in his tone.

"Go."

Four people walked into the small woods in the dark, and there was not a single street light here. These few walked for a while before they saw Lin Nanjin lying on the ground, **** with five flowers, with a ball of sackcloth in his mouth.

"Boss!"

Lin Nanjin was ripped out of the cloth from his mouth, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he scolded at the end of his breath: "You useless...useless things, can't you hear the voice inside? It's been a while since you came..."

Other people are shocked when they see their boss being raped like this. Women are really not human when they are cruel!

Lin Nan rolled his eyes cautiously, he entered the woods, saw Chen Rong walking and suddenly turned his head and sprinkled powder on his face, and then he lay down weakly and was bullied!

"Send me to the hospital, call someone, I'm going to chop up that **** Chen Rong..." Lin Nanjin raised his hand, his voice was a little dying.

"Boss, we know, you can rest assured." The rest of the voices were sad.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the night is rare and cool. The leaves of the tall plane trees swayed and rubbed, and the orange street lamps pulled the shadows very late. Chen Rong walked slowly and leisurely, as if it was a rest after exercising.

She really doesn't need to waste a lot of effort when dealing with a man like Lin Nanjin who only knows how to brush his lips. I really don't understand how the Mu family cares about Song Yiran's marriage, so they choose casually For Lin Nanjin, such a crap.

She only said "you are not worthy" to Lin Nanjin.

After beating Lin Nanjin, Chen Rong still felt a little hungry. She exercised her muscles and felt refreshed, and went to buy something to eat, but Song Yiran hadn't come back when she went back. Chen Rong took a shower, put on pajamas and lay on the sofa to play with Fat Ju, and yawned unconsciously.

"This body bone really can't stand it after two movements." Chen Rong sniffed, laying on the sofa, put the orange fat on his belly, teasing it, "You know I didn't know you were fat, so I should bring you with me when I go to exercise next time."

Pangpang Ju stepped on Chen Rong's lower abdomen, and let out a dissatisfied "meow".

Chen Rong couldn't help laughing: "You guys are quite temperamental."

The clock hung on the wall turned to eleven.

Song Yiran opened the door and came in. The light in the living room was still on. As soon as she entered the door, she heard a "meow~", and Fatty Jupiter called to herself on the sofa, and then jumped down Cunning feet rubbed. Song Yiran squatted down and rubbed its head, and when she walked to the center of the living room, she found that Chen Rong was sleeping on the sofa.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Song Yiran put her bag on the table and was about to go over and wake her up.

My eyes turned to the conspicuous scar on Chen Rong's leg, which was left by the last car accident. Subconsciously reaching out and stroking it, Chen Rong's body trembled slightly when he touched his skin. She quietly withdraws her hand.

Chen Rong opened her sleepy eyes, saw Song Yiran, and was stunned for a while, but she reacted, afraid that she would misunderstand that she was waiting for her here on purpose, and hurriedly said: "Just now Cat, you fell asleep accidentally, you came back so late?"

Song Yiran said, "Well, I was about to wake you up, go back to your room and sleep."

"Okay." Chen Rong nodded, yawned and got up, leaning on the sofa, as if he didn't get enough sleep, "Then you go to bed earlier." He went back to his room with bare feet.

Song Yiran looked at Chen Rong's back. She lived alone since she was a child, but now she is not used to living with Chen Rong for a while.

She came out after washing and saw that she had received several missed calls on her mobile phone. It was from her mother, which was really rare...

Song Yiran went to the balcony in her nightgown before drying her hair, "Hey, Mom."

"Yi Ran, it will be your twenty-fourth birthday in a few days. Do you want your mother to accompany you?" Song Xin asked.

Song Yiran hooked the corner of her mouth: "No need, I have work, busy."

Song Xin sighed and said another thing, "Before your Uncle Mu introduced you to that kid from the Lin family, have you seen it? I don't think it suits you very well, and he just I went to the hospital, and I don’t know why such a big man is always making trouble outside, I told your Uncle Mu, you should take care of your marriage, and your family won’t force you.”

Song Yiran listened to Song Xin calmly, "Okay, I understand."

"It's getting late, go to bed early."

Song Yiran hung up the phone, walked from the balcony to the living room, and saw Chen Rong looking for something, "What are you looking for?"

"Oh, I just found out that my phone seems to be missing..." Chen Rong was very sleepy and answered without raising her head. She said that she just found it under the cushion, relieved and looked up To Song Yiran.

The long wet hair was loose, and the body was wearing a rose-colored nightdress. The legs were slender and straight, and the figure was uneven, especially the arms were very slender, the collarbone was delicate, and the face The makeup is removed, and it looks even more lazy and lustful.

"I...I'll go back now." Chen Rong was inexplicably half awake, and he was sullen, how could Song Yiran be like a moving aphrodisiac? Uncertain...

Song Yiran went over and grabbed her wrist when Chen Rong was about to leave, and the water dripped from her hair on Chen Rong's hand.

"What's the matter?" Chen Rong smelled the faint fragrance and couldn't help but want to take a step back.

Song Yiran did not release her hand, but stared at Chen Rong's eyes, "Are you Chen Rong?"

"Of course I am." Chen Rong was a little puzzled, could it be that Song Yiran saw something? It stands to reason that Song Yiran doesn't like the original owner, and more of it is guilt, but what he has done these days is indeed a bit baffling.

Is it possible that Song Yiran did all this to test herself?

Song Yiran saw Chen Rong frankly, but smiled instead, raised her hand and put the long hair on her cheek behind her ear, her cold fingers inevitably scratched Chen Rong's ear .

The temperature of Chen Rong's ears rose, she felt like fish on a chopping board, and Song Yiran was like a cat watching her, Chen Rong couldn't guess what Song Yiran was thinking, " What's wrong?"

Song Yiran looked at Chen Rong, "If you had to choose between me and Mu Yeji, who would you choose?"

Chen Rong's mind was muddy, forgive her for being accustomed to being active, so it was difficult to reverse the situation when she fell into passive for a while, pondered: "I don't have to think about this question, of course I choose you ."

"You are the only one who will choose me." Song Yiran backed away, raised her hand and patted Chen Rong's head, her tone inexplicably low, "But nothing lasts forever. "

Chen Rong pondered in her heart, Song Yiran seemed to be in a bad mood after making a phone call just now, I'm afraid this tone is a family matter, right? Soothingly said: "If others don't choose you, that's because they don't see your uniqueness. I am the most committed person. If there is no accident, I will be by your side when you die."

According to the situation that she has been in a state of chaos with the female supporting actress, this probability is still very high...

Song Yiran looked at Chen Rong deeply. In the past, Chen Rong always put herself in a humble position, but now she is completely different, as if she has changed a person , "In that case, I promise to be with you."

She picked up the fat orange on the ground and left, just informing.

Chen Rong: "???"

Chen Rong was very sleepy, but she bit her fingers and opened her eyes until dawn. She didn't quite understand the development of this matter. She stared at the dark circles and went out, seeing that Song Yiran was just about to go out, "Morning."

Song Yiran nodded, as if nothing had happened, "I'll go to work first." Then: "Next time you run into trouble, you can call me."

Chen Rong didn't understand what she was talking about. When Song Yiran had left the house, she realized that it was Lin Nanjin's business.

"It's cold outside but also cold inside, but sometimes..." Chen Rong hissed, and didn't bother to think about it any more, went to Song Yiran's room to hug Pang Chuan, just happened to see Pang Chuan holding him She was playing with a piece of paper, "You're still biting on everything." She pulled the paper over and found that it was a personality test question torn from a magazine, and Song Yiran pointed to option C.

Chen Rong was a little curious: "C option, your personality is extremely unstable, on the surface stable and trustworthy, but in fact very cold and rational, you can give up everything rationally, you don't care things, but you have a strong possessiveness towards things or people you like, you don’t allow anyone to occupy your things, and you can’t tolerate betrayal…”

Chen Rong went all the way down, and felt that this superficial personality was quite similar to Song Yiran, but other analysis was not very accurate, Song Yiran did not seem to be a very possessive person. She thought about throwing the paper into the wastebasket, and picked up Chubby Ju.

"Many of today's psychoanalysis are unscientific." Chen Rong said to himself.

A foreign convention and exhibition center.

Chen Xiao has entered the final of Xiaoxiaole effortlessly, sitting on a soft chair, next to assistant Zhuzi bought her a cup of milk tea to quench her thirst.

Bamboo is a tall, thin girl. She usually maintains her health, and she doesn't drink it. "I don't drink milk tea either... Then I'll put it here first, and go to register the information. You wait for me for a while."

Chen Xiao nodded, and after a while Bamboo came back, ready to give Chen Xiao the number plate, but found that she was sitting there sadly, drinking milk tea with a depressed expression.

"What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?" Bamboo couldn't help asking.

"No, I just can't figure out why this sweet and greasy milk tea is so delicious." Chen Xiao sighed and finished drinking, "I almost missed it just now." She sighed deeply He sighed: "The things in this world are really amazing."

The corner of Bamboo's mouth twitched: "Your number card."

Chen Xiao took it, continued to watch the live game on the phone, and asked, "What game is this, it looks interesting."

"Eating chicken? Computer games seem to be more difficult." Bamboo rarely plays mobile phones, but he still knows this game. Xiaoxiaole is more a test of brain power and luck, but this Jedi needs operate.

Chen Xiao nodded: "I want to play this game when I go back."

Unsurprisingly, Chen Xiao won the first place in the competition. Although it is a small game, as the only Chinese, it is still very honorable.

The second foreign boy came to talk to Chen Xiao: "Hello, Chen Xiao, I want to challenge you next time."

Chen Xiao, as a boss who is proficient in world languages, smiled incomprehensibly and shook his head: "No, I have reached the peak of this game, and I have lost interest in continuing to play. If you If you want to challenge me, you can only participate in the next chicken-eating peak competition."

When the young man heard this, he was surprised that Chen Xiaowai spoke so eloquently, "Okay, then let's make friends. My name in Chinese is Shang Fangbao."

Chen Xiao secretly said that this young man is foreign and gave him a signal of prestige.