MTL - My Money Kingdom-Chapter 250 : Safflower oil? Gee! (please subscribe)

When night falls, all the lights are on.

But here is another scene. The village that stretches for several miles is quiet, and all of them come to the Wang family in twos and threes.

Or comfort the Wang family and express a moment of silence, or come to the Wang family in the hope of gaining a little something here, or come to see the big boss in the city, or come to eat...

There are all kinds of people, and it is the weekend again, and those who study in the county or in the town have also returned.

Not so lively!

Chen Hui and Song Siyun naturally sat at the innermost table, as were Wang Chengming and Wang Shu.

Wang Chengming is in high spirits now, and his eyebrows are full of excitement. He almost patted Song Siyun on the shoulder and said, "It's because of your luck that your bank lends me money. In the future, I will take good care of your bank."

Chen Hui didn't know what gave Wang Chengming so much courage, made him so unsure of right and wrong, and dazed by the beautiful life in the future.

Liang Jingru?

No, ten Liang Jingru like Wang Chengming is not enough.

Then it really depends on that ancestral grave to emit green smoke?

Chen Hui thinks this kind of thing is completely nonsense. According to this understanding, Wang Chengming's ancestral tomb emits blue smoke, then his family's ancestral tomb must be exposed to the aurora.

Did you take it?

Obviously not, so all feudal superstitions are not credible, science is the last word.

And there is the system.

Wang Chengming didn't even look at Song Siyun's expression. If he continued to betray, Song Siyun might not be allowed to directly detain him for a loan, which was too ignorant.

Wang Chengming was very excited, and Wang Shu was also a little happy. It should be said that those present surnamed Wang were very excited.

In such a hot atmosphere, Chen Hui inevitably drank a little too much, and staggered upstairs with the help of Wang Xinyi.

In the future, I must teach Wang Chengming, this turtle grandson, a lesson. It's too outrageous to actually want to get him drunk.

If Chen Hui does something after being drunk, can Wang Chengming be responsible?

Disobedient and unfilial, Chen Hui was thinking that he would simply not want Wang Chengming's son.

But after thinking about it, forget it, not wanting Wang Chengming means not wanting Wang Shu.

That doesn't work.

Now he is barely able to recognize Wang Shu as his son.

In the middle of the night, Chen Hui didn't do much today, and now he's awake, and next to Wang Xinyi is sleeping with a quilt on his hand.

No wonder the hands are a little sore.

It's been a long time since Chen Hui was bored with the night wind in the mountains. He was thinking about going to the fields to release water in the middle of the night, to find his childhood, and to breathe the fresh air.

The full moon is extremely bright in the night sky, and the faint stars dot the cloudless night, which is extraordinarily beautiful.

The moonlight poured down like a galaxy, covering everything in the mountains with a silver veil.

The night wind is swaying, the woods make rustling sounds, and neither cicadas nor frogs can be heard, but the endless mountains and hundreds of acres of fields can be seen, which is especially shocking.

Now such a scene can only be seen in the countryside.

"What, can't sleep?"

Chen Hui was immersed in such a wonderful night, and the familiar voice of Yujie came from behind.

Turning his head to look, it sure is Song Siyun.

"Yeah, why can't you fall asleep, President Song, or you're not used to sleeping in the countryside?" Chen Hui's eyes were clear, without the slightest evil thoughts.

In the middle of the night, it was chilly, how could there be a fire, and since Song Siyun was so thickly wrapped that she didn't show her figure at all, Chen Hui didn't care.

Definitely not because of the long afternoon exercise.

His current physique is different from the past, and it's a trivial matter.

When the little pig saw him, he had to bow his head and worship him, calling him big brother.

You can see the dark circles under the eyes of the little pig. What about the strong time manager, if the health is not good, the girlfriend can't be satisfied, and it's still the end.

As for him, that's rude, and every beautiful woman who has a cordial communication with him has to give him a thumbs up and call him Dad.

At this level, you can see who is the real master of time management.

As for the one who got into the game, now eating breakfast, knitting clothes, and having to be patted on the **** by his lovely roommate at night, he used to be called someone with a big bulldozer, but he was actually a fan of a lottery. , that's no comparison at all.

A piece of trash, not worth mentioning.

I really thought that ten years ago, he was a popular male star, but he was betrayed and separated from his family. He was imprisoned for ten years.

Ten years later, he returned as a king, vowing to repay all those who betrayed him.

After plastic surgery, and then changing the name and surname?

Wake up, my Fanfan, 50 million fans can't save it, Lord Fan, times have changed, you can go with peace of mind!

"Do you think I haven't stayed in the country before?" Song Siyun walked over to Chen Hui, bathed in the moonlight, and said softly.

"Yo, I can't tell." Chen Hui looked at Song Siyun and said half-jokingly.

Song Siyun raised her eyebrows and couldn't help complaining, "You look down on me?"

Chen Hui's head is full of black lines, where is this?

Does he dare to look down on Song Siyun?

The woman is a bit baffled, and the answer to the question is also wrong, and it will be misdirected in minutes.

Chen Hui could only smile awkwardly and changed the subject: "Sister Song, how dare I look down on you! By the way, when will I arrange a blind date."

Chen Hui was cheeky and took two steps closer to Song Siyun.

Song Siyun moved to the right in disgust, raised her eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "Okay! Chen Hui, call me eldest sister now, it wasn't like that when we first met, you are a good sister, how smooth it is to call me. , now that I'm useless to you, I'll be called eldest sister, right?"

"You already have a girlfriend, and you still want to run away from my cousin. You want to be beautiful."

Chen Hui shrugged helplessly, and said apologetically, "Slip of the tongue."

"Slip of the tongue, you did it on purpose! That's right, you're rich now, it's amazing, you can ignore me." Song Siyun chuckled, with a bit of disdain.

Song Siyun was so unreasonable, and Chen Hui didn't bother to care.

"By the way, just now, I held my girlfriend's hand before dinner, why doesn't it feel right? Do you know why? President Song I put it in my heart." Chen Hui smiled and joked.

Although there was a cool breeze coming slowly from the mountains, Song Siyun's pretty face began to heat up at this time, as if the sunset glow was densely covered in the blue sky, and with the faint moonlight, it was extraordinarily attractive.

Song Siyun was now in a state of disarray from the bossiness just now, and hesitantly said, "How do I know something is wrong? I'm not talking anymore, it's a little cold, I'll go back to my room first."

Song Siyun is now wrapped in thick pajamas and a knitted hat. It is ridiculous to say that it is a little cold.

Chen Hui smiled and said, "How did President Song know that I was holding hands?"

"Didn't you say that just now? You are crazy!" Song Siyun's eyes flashed with a little panic, and she lowered her head and cursed softly.

As Chen Hui got closer and closer, Song Siyun also felt that her breathing was getting faster and faster, her face was getting hotter and hotter, and now her ears were getting hotter.

Especially when she smelled the faint masculinity on Chen Hui's body and looked at the shoes that were getting closer, Song Siyun was so frightened that she took two steps back.

Coincidentally, not far behind was the bench where the four of them sat before dinner, and it was not taken back, so it is still here.

Coincidentally, in a panic, Song Siyun just bumped into the stool.

There was a "bang" followed by a scream of "ah", both pain and panic.

Chen Hui was stunned for a few milliseconds, and the content that was not suitable for children flashed in his mind.

Chen Hui couldn't cover his ears with lightning speed, he took two steps forward and grabbed Song Siyun with one hand, and then took advantage of the situation to push back, Song Siyun's soft body threw into Chen Hui's arms.

Song Siyun's beautiful black silk legs Chen Hui touched, firm and elastic, smooth and slender, very exciting, very exciting, very different.

Other than that, only a small hand was pulled.

Delicate and soft, it is comfortable to knead.

This was the first time I hugged Song Siyun. How should I put it, the figure is very good. The misty snow mountain on the chest is against Chen Hui's chest, but the snow mountain is strong from the outside, and with a little force, it is deformed and pressed back.

Holding Song Siyun with one hand, and the other hand on Song Siyun's buttocks, even through the thick pajamas, Chen Hui knew that Sister Song Yu was a master who could give birth to a baby.

It seems that there is no perfume sprayed on his body, and there is a faint fragrance of shower gel, which is mixed with a faint fragrance.

No, Chen Hui looked down at Song Siyun, twenty-seven or eight, it shouldn't be!

It was pathetic, but he was so lucky.

At this moment, Chen Hui admitted that he was fantasizing.

In just a moment, Chen Hui felt such a vast knowledge, which shows the depth of the effort and the great effort.

"Chen Hui, have you touched enough? Let me go." Song Siyun scolded softly with a bit of shame and anger in her brows.

She really didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of waking up the people inside, then she and Chen Huizhen couldn't speak clearly.

Chen Hui squeezed the soft weed in his hand, and joked with a smile: "President Song, how come your hand feels exactly the same as mine this afternoon? It's soft and feels really good."

Song Siyun is like a kitten whose tail has been stepped on, her original arrogant appearance has disappeared, and she repeatedly said sharply: "What nonsense are you talking about, how can it be the same."

"If you don't let me go, I'll call someone."

"Asshole, let me go."

Even if she shouted loudly and twisted her body hard, Song Siyun didn't seem to use her unique secrets, and Chen Hui was even more courageous.

"President Song, I'm sure now, the hand is yours. It turns out that you have a crush on me, so tell me earlier, don't be embarrassed. I'm a good person, and I know that many women dare to love you like that. It's okay, I don't mind." Chen Hui leaned into Song Siyun's ear and whispered towards her ears that were red from shame.

Song Siyun became a bad person in an instant, how could she like a person like Chen Hui.

She will never like such a man in her life, okay?

As for the afternoon, Song Siyun completely felt that her brain was out of line at that time, and she couldn't control her hands and the sudden shameful incident.

Chen Hui picked it out so clearly, but it was too shameless.

"Fuck off! You still won't let me go?" Song Siyun didn't answer the question just now, but stared at Chen Hui through gritted teeth. Now she is like an angry lioness. If Chen Hui exposes her shame again, Song Siyun will bite Chen Hui. Hui sip.

Face is important, big deal perishes together.

Chen Hui smiled, his hand still pressed on Song Siyun's buttocks, patted it, and joked: "Okay! But Sister Song, you are in good shape, um, you can have a son."

Chen Hui let go of Song Siyun after teasing, and hurriedly took two steps back, for fear that Song Siyun would eat her.

Song Siyun was furious, but she really had no choice but to stomp her feet unwillingly, but as soon as she stomped her feet, Song Siyun frowned in pain. It seemed that something happened just now.

But this can't let Chen Hui find out.

Otherwise, there is no doubt that this **** will do something shady.

Song Siyun gritted her teeth and dragged her injured foot back to the room step by step without taking her head back.

I really don't know why?

The arrogance is still too shameful.

Chen Hui couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Siyun's funny back, a woman, even Sister Yu would have to suffer to save face.

But yes, if there weren't so many face-saving girls in this world, wouldn't the crime rate of men increase again.

In the end, the stability and prosperity of the country depends on those capitalists who have a luxury item to satisfy the desires of women's hearts, prompting some women to understand the strengths and weaknesses of men, so as to buy their favorite products.

If nothing else, as far as the female peripheral who Chen Hui had had several long conversations with in his previous life, his monthly income was more than ten times that of Chen Hui at that time.

It's easy to make 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a month, and it's easy to be diligent and have special skills.

But it's still not as good as doing live broadcasts. That would make some people with cerebral palsy happy. Dozens of ws a month are also easy.

The key is that the job is still easy, and only need to accompany the list one.

Those with a little conscience may accompany the top ten.

Where else do you go to the periphery and earn that hard money?

The Internet has really given countless people the opportunity to get rich overnight.

It also gave many people the opportunity to go from bottom to top, so as to achieve class leap.

To be honest, we should be grateful for the advent of the Internet age.

Chen Hui listened to the beautiful sound of the wind, and under the moonlight, his back was extraordinarily thin.

A little cold, Chen Hui has to enter the room.

I have to give Song Siyun a safflower oil or something.

Chen Hui understood the woman's mind.

Don't want it, don't want it, don't want it. When Song Siyun gets angry again, she needs someone to comfort her and accompany her.

In particular, a man with integrity and no distractions like Chen Hui was needed to rub safflower oil on her. Her feet were injured and she couldn't take it easy.

Chen Hui could understand Song Siyun's thoughts.

Maybe tonight if he goes in, he can't come out, and he can't get up early to send Wang Xinyi back to Pengcheng.

So, get ready to sit and lock your pants.

Just kidding, Chen Hui is not Liu Xiahui.

As for how far it can develop, it depends on how charming Song Siyun's figure is.

Chen Hui walked back to the room and suddenly found that he didn't know where to put the safflower oil!

It's hard to do!

"Bang bang bang."

After a knock on the door, Wang Chengming opened the door and saw that it was his uncle Chen Hui who rubbed his eyes and said, "Why, it's mostly midnight."

Chen Hui patted Wang Chengming's shoulder and whispered, "Where is the safflower oil?"

Wang Chengming was instantly refreshed, he was really fucked, didn't expect Chen Hui and his aunt to play so much?

But why is there no movement?

Gee, incredible.

Wang Chengming glanced at Chen Hui strangely, with a half-smile but not a smile: "I'll get it for you, you wait for me here! By the way, be careful, don't push too hard."

After Wang Chengming finished speaking, he left with a strange smile, his face crowded together, leaving only Chen Hui, who was a little stunned in place.

This dog will not think more crooked than Wang Chengming. He never uses safflower oil. Is that thing used by humans?

He doesn't have such a strong taste.

Chen Hui thought to himself, without moving his footsteps, he just waited for Wang Chengming to come back.

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