For Ye Wudao, Xu Yuanqing and others, since the old man's ambiguous attitude has determined their views on certain things, all they have to do is to act according to each other's tacit plans. As for Zhao Baokun, this guy seems to have no intention. Lung seems to be indifferent to his "predicament". In fact, even Xu Yuanqing and Li Zhenping cannot fully grasp what he is thinking. Perhaps only Ye Wudao can see through this man who seems arrogant and domineering to outsiders but has no chance of scheming. The young master¡¯s thoughts. Even Ye Wudao had a very clear concept, that is, it was entirely possible that Zhao Baokun had done this on purpose. Why? As long as the storm subsides after this incident, the former Young Master Fu of the Fu family will inevitably be tied to the princeling's ship! This is the most fundamental reason.
That night, one person singled out twenty or thirty people, more than half of whom were seriously injured and sent to the hospital. Zhao Baokun was pulled away by Xu Yuanqing after clearing his muscles and bones. Ye Wudao, who had watched Ye Yin Zhixin leave, also returned to the military region commander's courtyard with Xu Yuanqing and others. , the next day, Xu Yuanqing, Li Zhenping and others who had reached a tacit agreement with Ye Wudao returned to their jobs, while Ye Wudao took Zhao Baokun on the plane heading north.
"Brother Ye Zi, that girl is more serious." Zhao Baokun heheed and tugged on Ye Wudao's clothes, rubbed his hands and looked at the flight attendant who was pushing the dining car slowly from the aisle, quite admiring the chastity of a person thousands of miles away. posture.
Zhao Baokun has always been a character who puts politeness and education at risk. Almost everyone in the audience heard this sentence. Several middle-aged uncles and aunts frowned and glanced at Zhao Baokun, but seeing Zhao Baokun's sturdy body, they were surprised. Not much dissatisfaction was expressed.
One of the parties involved, the flight attendant, was already familiar with this kind of thing. She pushed the dining cart close to Ye Wudao without changing her expression and asked politely: "Do you two gentlemen need anything?" Zhao Baokun was about to speak, but Ye Wudao Dao threw the magazine in his hand into this man's hand and said: "Don't forget that you have a family in Beijing." Then he turned to look at the pretty stewardess and smiled and said: "Give me two Listen to Coke, thank you.¡±
¡°Don¡¯t doubt Ye Wudao¡¯s charm at any time. What kind of man is the most attractive to modern urban women who practice petty bourgeoisie worship? Connotation and style. When a good-looking man has enough connotation and style, coupled with the temperament cultivated since childhood, what is brewing is poison, poison for women.
"Oh, okay, okay." The stewardess looked at the smiling man in front of her and became infatuated uncontrollably. Her mind was full of random thoughts and she didn't know what she was thinking. She hurriedly took out two cans of Coke and ran away.
As a result, Ye Wudao threw the two cans of Coca-Cola handed over by the stewardess to Zhao Baokun. Mr. Zhao is very satisfied with your wife. He originally asked you to go to Beijing with the intention of coming to propose marriage, but he did not expect that such a thing would happen. , the originally enthusiastic attitude of the other party's family was a bit unclear because of this. Baby, that woman is not bad. It would be a pity if she missed her because of this. "
"Damn, if that girl was that kind of woman, I would have told her to get lost." Zhao Baokun was very confident in Situ Qiu, and then muttered with some lack of confidence: "I asked her to go to the airport to wait for me this morning, but she didn't agree. , I wonder if you are coming?" Ye Wudao laughed and scolded; "Damn, why did you go to the toilet and squat for more than half an hour? It turned out that you went to do this, and you asked me to wait for you outside for half a day." Zhao Baokun laughed. : "You're squatting in there and can't pull yourself out, right? Just give her a call when everything's fine."
The plane landed in Beijing with a roar, and set foot on the land of Beijing again. Ye Wudao laughed and said: "Three years ago, I went back sideways from here, and three years later, I came back upright. Baby, this time, you said we Should we leave sideways or go back vertically?"
Zhao Baokun took out a toothpick and held it in his mouth. His burly physique possessed explosive power that no one dared to despise. He stared ahead and said, "The emperor is still taking turns, let alone three acres of land in Beijing." Ye Wu Dao nodded and walked forward.
??Beijing, from now on, will be run by the princelings.
Ye Wudao's return to Beijing was very low-key. Except for a few parties involved, almost no one knew that this real prince had returned to Beijing. Beijing had experienced many heroes for thousands of years, and a battle was enough to change the future direction of China's young generation and even change ten years. In 2017, the future of China's situation twenty years from now is quietly brewing over Beijing, and what is about to be staged is just a small episode.
"Wudao went to Beijing?" Ye Qingge stood in the small pavilion on the top of the mountain at the Qilihai Scenic Area in Ninghe, Tianjin. The gloomy sky was oppressive and dull, and a storm was about to come. Behind Ye Qingge, Ye Hetu, who had just arrived, responded. Sitting opposite Ye Qingge, he breathed out and looked at the time, and said, "I guess we've almost gotten off the plane. Why do you have time to come to Tianjin today?" Ye Qingge turned around and said calmly. He glanced at his brother and said, "You're still trying to get to the point where you don't know how to do it."?Above ordinary people. Fortunately, Ye Wudao's charm was high enough, and few of the beauties he fancied were lucky enough to escape the wolf's claws.
Yang Ningsu closed her eyes and mouth tightly, refusing Ye Wudao's verbal teasing, but did not resist Ye Wudao's physical aggression.
"Have you really never solved it with your own hands?" Ye Wudao continued to stimulate Yang Ningsu. Yang Ningsu's delicate body trembled slightly, and her defense line against this kind of aggression had a tendency to collapse, both physically and psychologically.
"Wudao, I am your aunt, you can't bully me like this." Yang Ningsu's voice was still calm and trembling slightly even in front of hundreds of millions of viewers across the country. Ever since she was a child, when would anyone dare to say this to her? This kind of thing can no longer be described as explicit. In desperation, Yang Ningsu held on to her last hope and took up her aunt's authority to resist, although she knew that this kind of resistance would probably only provoke more teasing that would make people blush and their hearts beat faster.
"Auntie." Suddenly she felt the man on her body stand up, and his voice was very serious. Yang Ningsu suddenly seemed to have fallen from a high altitude. An indescribable loss made her open her eyes, only to see Ye Wudao frowning very much. Look at yourself seriously. "What's wrong?" Yang Ningsu asked doubtfully, with a voice that she didn't even know she had.
"When was the last time you had your period?" Ye Wudao asked, blinking.
Her face turned red. Yang Ningsu wanted to run away but was hugged tighter. Under the threat of "torture" if Ye Wudao didn't answer, Yang Ningsu spat out: "It just happened two days ago." After saying this, she sat up with her eyes closed. Yang Ningsu was filled with embarrassment and embarrassment. The idea that her aunt actually told women's secrets to Wu Dao, a little pervert, kept lingering in her mind.
The endless physical stimulation caused Yang Ningsu's psychological defense to completely collapse. She hugged Ye Wudao's neck fiercely and whispered in Ye Wudao's ear: "Wudao"
"Yes." Breathing heavily, Ye Wudao hugged Yang Ningsu's body tightly. The air became ambiguous and had an aphrodisiac effect. Ye Wudao felt that he was about to lose control.
"My aunt wants you, and she wants you now." These words completely made the man and woman abandon their rationality, and they hugged Yang Ningsu. Ye Wudao walked into the room, and the door was closed tightly with a bang, and Yang Ningsu's tender voice came from inside.