Hunting for Love for 101 Times

.. Fortunately pregnant, Mr. Ye hunting love 101 times

Through the heavy glass, Xia Nuan saw Song Kuncheng in a prison uniform, Song Kuncheng's decadence, his bloodshot eyes with a hint of indignation.

He saw Xia Nuan, stood up in excitement, and said something eagerly by the window, even she forgot that Xia Nuan could not hear it at all.

Xia Nuan motioned Song Kuncheng to pick up the microphone and talk to him.

Song Kuncheng then grabbed the microphone.

"A Nuan, I was wronged. I didn't hold An Sheng. I don't know why An Sheng appeared in my room. I really don't know anything!"

Xia Nuan looked at Song Kuncheng with an anxious look, and nodded: "Kun Kun, I believe you, now I want to investigate that surveillance, and then find out what the identity of the man who is the same as you is."

There was a flash of hope in Song Kuncheng's eyes, but there was another worrisome expression: "Then you have to be careful by yourself."

"Well, I'll be careful." Xia Nun nodded firmly.

Song Kuncheng thought for a while and expressed his doubts: "A Nuan, the figure of that person is similar to mine. I feel like I've seen it somewhere."

"Where?" Xia Nuan could not help asking.

"I remember when I was in Modu, I went to Ye Sishen, and there was a man who didn't know whether it was an assistant or a bodyguard ... He was about the same height as me and his body was about the same. But I just passed by. And did not look closely. "

Xia Nuan stared at his eyes, thinking for a while: "I will check it."

Xia Nuan stepped out of the prison and went to the police station to ask for monitoring and inspection. The police station rejected Xia Nuan's request.

Xia Nuan feels that there is something tricky here.

Now, she needs to search from Ye Sishen, but Ye Sishen will not give her the opportunity to search. If Song Kuncheng said that the man really took away An Sheng, then he must have suffered Ye Sishen. Command of

Xia Nuan was startled.

Ye Sishen asked someone to pose as Song Kuncheng and hug An Sheng, in order to force Song Kuncheng into prison?

Why did he do this?

Xia Nuan was distracted.

This is not his style, he will never frame innocent people like this.

Is it because Song Kuncheng and her approached, so he ...

Xia Nuan didn't think about it anymore, his heart was depressed and uncomfortable. After she left, she was going to hire a defense lawyer for Song Kuncheng.

However, she contacted the local's most famous lawyers, and those lawyers learned that they were suing Song Kuncheng and refused without hesitation.

Xia Nuomun spent a night, and the next day, when she was going to find a lawyer, she saw Song Kuncheng's news on the front page of the newspaper.

Song Kuncheng wearing handcuffs and prison uniforms was taken out of the court by two police officers.

It read a clear and dazzling line: Trafficking in children caused anger, and the nationals asked for a death sentence.

Xia Nuan suddenly saw the news on the front page.

She squeezed the newspaper, tightening it a little, with a look of worry in her eyes.

Xia Nuan went to Ye Sishen again. This time, the outside security team did not stop her from entering. It seemed that she had expected to come over.

Xia Nuan rushed directly into the hall. Ye Sishen was sitting on the sofa in the hall at the moment and discussing with Aken. Xia Nuan placed the newspaper in his hand next to him: "Song Kuncheng is wronged, if he Really sentenced to death, will you have a good conscience? "

Aken frowned, glanced at Xia Nuan, and left silently.

For a moment, only Xia Nuan and Ye Sishen were left in the living room.

Ye Sishen didn't read the newspaper, overlapping his slender legs, putting the contract in his hand in his portfolio, slowly: "You come to me after all."

"Yes, I beg you, if you are doing this to force me back, you have already done it, please let Song Kuncheng do it." The anger in Xia Nuan's eyes dissipated a little, changed

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Helpless and helpless.

"For a man, you can be so low and low, you can do everything right in front of me without dignity, and only you Xia Nuan can do it. Are you born to live for men?" Ye Sishen's abdomen filled with endless jealousy He hated her running for the sake of another man.

He can be generous to anyone, but to her, she cannot be generous, and he cannot tolerate her to intersect with men other than him.

"It wasn't Song Kuncheng who held Ansheng at all. It was you who planned it." Xia Nuan expressed his suspicion.

Ye Si smiled coldly: "Yes, it was my own plan. I called Lian Kang as Song Kuncheng and took An Sheng away. He took An Sheng to Song Kuncheng's place of residence, and then contacted the police to sell Song Kuncheng to children He was arrested for some reason, didn't you want the truth, I will tell you. "

"You ... why are you doing this?" Xia Nuan asked.

"Because I can't get used to you approaching Song Kuncheng, Xia Nuan, I will kick the men around you one by one."

Ye Sishen said this, the eyes flickered.

"Nothing between him and me ..."

"A woman like you, when you see a man's legs are soft, I'm clear about what it looks like." Ye Sishen looked at her sad eyes with a moment of movement, but the thought of she and Ye En sinking together, His hatred poured out again.

"Yeshen, if you really knew me, you would know that I was forced by Ye Enshen ..."

"Enough! Go!" Ye Sishen interrupted her.

Xia Nuan glanced at An Sheng's bedroom, bit his teeth, and held the recording pen in his hand: "Don't force me. If you don't let Song Kuncheng go, I will give the recording of your conversation to the police. At that time, Everything is clear. "

Ye Si passed an inscrutable anger in his deep eyes, and he held back very well: "You are planning to look at me to the end."

"You know Song Kuncheng is wronged ..."

"Then leave it to the police." He smiled, with no warm eyes in his eyes: "I can let Song Kuncheng die now."

Xia Nuan sank, holding the recording pen, and opened it. However, the recording pen did have a recording, but it was some song music, not what Ye Sichen had said to Xia Nun before.

When Xia Nuan was flustered, she found out that the recording pen didn't know when it was changed!

"Before you came in, my bodyguard had swapped your prepared recording pen while you weren't paying attention. By the way, it's not a recording pen, it's just a music player. The real recording pen is here. "Ye Sichen finished, with a click, and folded the transposed recording pen in two.

Those eyes were dark and terrible.

He told her that he had planned the case, and told her that the purpose was to get Song Kuncheng to jail. In fact, he was also trying her, but the result of the temptation made him very unhappy.

For Song Kuncheng, she can record his conversation regardless of the consequences, and can use this extreme method to target him.

"Xia Nuan, I don't really want Song Kuncheng to die, but you anger me, so Song Kuncheng must die."

Ye Sichen held hands, word by word.

"How did you become like this, where did Ye Si sink that night before?" Xia Nuan's throat choked and tears flashed in her eyes.

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Ye Si got up, dragged her over, and squeezed her chin: "All these are caused by you. It disturbed my feelings and made me restless, but I felt relieved to leave with Song Kuncheng, Xia Nuan, I was not reconciled. "

Xia Nuan looked at his flushed eyes, and her heart was so unbearable, she touched the face suddenly, gathered in the past, and responded with a kiss.

Ye Si suffocated violently, holding her back, deepening the kiss, becoming more and more violent, like a flood beast to swallow her.

With a strong sense of punishment.

For a while, Xia Nuan's clothes became less and less, only white shirts remained, and the rough palms rushed in without delay, and the corsets inside were easily and easily broken.

Ye Sishen's breathing was fatal, and her heartbeat was about to stop.

Xia Nuan stopped the increasingly rough hand and looked at him begging, "No."

He had a blue face, tied her weak hand to her head, and her wolf was fierce, making her eyebrows tight.

Aken closed all the doors and windows of the living room, and pulled down the black curtain where there was glass.

For a long time, Xia Nuan was weak without a trace of strength, trembling with anger, like a hairspring.

Ye Sishen hugged her tightly, wishing to fit into the bone marrow, and sprinkled a fine kiss on her face and neck.

"Now ... are you satisfied? Let him go? You have vents in your heart, don't even touch the innocent." Xia Nuan climbed his slender shoulder, and never pleaded with him in weakness.

"Not satisfied."

Ye Sichen sealed her lips and attacked again.

"How do you want to be satisfied then?" Xia Nuan's abdomen fire was hooked out again by her, her voice was vague and broken.

"Till I'm satisfied." Ye Sishen owned her again.

"I'm going in to see Ye Sishen, let me in!" Outside, the voice of Si Nanyin sharply remembered.

"Miss Nanyin, sir is talking about things inside, you go back first."

"What do you have to do to seal the whole building tightly? I have something urgent to tell him now, Mr. Aken, you don't have to stop me." Si Nanyin's impatient tone had become a little angry.

Xia Nuan pushed Ye Sishen: "Sinan Yin is coming."

Ye Si was silent, with a tense expression, but just plucked his head and picked it up.

Xia Nuan bit his lip tightly, for fear of making some weird sounds.

A gust of wind blew up the curtain. Si Nanyin looked through the window and saw the lingering scene in the living room. Si Nanyin's whole body suddenly froze, and his beautiful eyes showed unwillingness.

It turned out that the so-called talk about things is to do that kind of thing with women!

And that woman looks like Xia Nuan ...

Si Nanyin didn't want to stay here for a moment. He pushed Aken away and went away.

Xia Nu fell asleep, and when he woke up, felt cold, and found that he had thrown a black cheongsam on his body.

She was completely awake, opened her eyes, and saw Ye Sishen standing there, her black body like a ghost.

(End of this chapter)

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