Indulge in Life in America

(Have you all resumed work? The first day of work resumed, and the days when no manuscripts were saved were really difficult. I didn’t eat the codewords after get off work. Why don’t you give me a wave of monthly passes and subscriptions? ^_^)

Yang Cheng thought very well, but as soon as she said it, she was blocked by Beatrice, "Stop, this condition is impossible. Don't try to grab the cake from ZF. You can't grab it. Do you think this is Africa?"

In order to show his resolute attitude, Beatrice slapped Yang Cheng severely and stared, "I'm not kidding, but it's Eni Petroleum or other state-owned energy companies. Don't even think about it, let alone you. , The Borromeo family couldn't get in."

Yang Cheng blinked and didn't bother with this topic anymore. He was very witty. Since someone gave such a solemn warning, and then licked his face, he was sent to the door to find a temptation. He was not so cheap.

"Okay, when I didn't say~" He seemed indifferent, and felt uncomfortable. Wouldn't it be good to ask Lao Tzu for help? He didn't want to work in vain when he asked someone to help kill a chicken and score a chicken thigh.

Seeing Yang Cheng's tangled face, Beatrice couldn't help but smiled and sprayed him all over.

"OMG, sorry, I didn't mean it~" said while reaching for the tissue.

Yang Cheng wetted a large area on her chest, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Both of them were using paper towels to wipe them, and it was inevitable that they would touch them. Their eyes met and fierce sparks collided in the air.

After a person drinks alcohol, all aspects of the senses will be infinitely enlarged, and then some things will become logical. There is nothing like ‘chaotic after drinking. . . ’I can’t explain it. If there is, it is that there is not enough alcohol. Fortunately, both of them did not drink less today. Then, it was the next morning.

. . . . . .

"Ohgod~" It was Beatrice who got up first. She used a thin air conditioner to cover the beautiful scenery comparable to Lake Como, clutching her forehead with a wry smile and confessing to her lord.

Confession? Naturally it is my own ‘guilty’~

Yang Cheng was awakened by her stern shout. The moment she opened her eyes, she glanced at this small room that was less than 50 square meters and the silent Lake Como outside the window. She immediately recalled what happened last night and held her hands. My face fell back~

Oh my god, I guess no one believes in writing this novel-"A Story That I and the Princess Must Tell"

MD, this thing is playing off, Yang Cheng regretted not wearing a belt after changing clothes yesterday, as long as there is a door, it is not so ridiculous.

At this moment Beatrice turned her head and slapped Yang Cheng Chiguo's chest with a crisp bang, Yang Cheng seemed to hear the echo.

"Don't pretend, get up, I have to go home quickly~"

Yang Orange moved his hand dumbfounded, opened one eye with a guilty conscience, and looked at Beatrice, who had jumped off the chuang, was picking up clothes on the ground, putting on her body piece by piece, and said to her heart: That’s it. Passed?

Beatrice took the time to look up at him and saw that Yang Cheng was still looking at her in a daze. She was immediately annoyed and a little bit shy. It seemed that she didn't lie last night. This is indeed the first time she got out of track~

"Look at it?" She thought Yang Cheng was addicted to her body, but actually Yang Cheng was blindfolded and didn't know what to say.

After being yelled, he recovered and smiled bitterly, "Well, should I send you off?"

"Go away~ It happened. After all, I also enjoy happiness. I can't just blame you. But so far, I can't continue to develop. If I'm seen by others, it will be troublesome. I don't want to be the world. Knowing dang woman!" Beatrice put on a T-shirt and said word by word.

But Yang Cheng couldn't move his eyes when staring at the shirt. He remembered that it was this shirt that set off the devil's figure of the princess. Apart from alcohol, this shirt was the culprit.

"Did you hear that?" Seeing Yang Cheng still in a daze, Beatrice asked unhappy.

"Huh? Oh~ I heard it, don't worry, no more people will know."

After I said this, I didn’t feel confident, so I just stood up and sent a comforting hug in the slightly resisting eyes of the other party, and said with a sense of responsibility, “Don’t worry, I’ll be carrying something with you. You are not alone~"

Look, after this, no matter what chaste woman is on the other side, you have to kneel down and call your brother ~ Wangfei is no exception. If time doesn't allow, I guess I want to fight for 300 rounds and relive the fierce battle of last night.

Angrily pushed Yang Cheng away, "Put your clothes on first before talking about these nice things~"

Yang Cheng laughed happily, and put it away as soon as he saw it, picking up the clothes one by one from the ground, only then did I remember that the clothes were stained with wine, dirty and unpleasant. To him with a slight cleanliness, he couldn't bear it. .

"Then what, please go out and look for my bodyguard. He should be on duty nearby and ask him to buy me a new suit. He knows the size."

Beatrice rubbed her hair speechlessly, and sighed to the sky, "Are you afraid that others might not know that we were together last night?"

It can’t be said that the jar was broken. Anyway, after Yang Cheng figured it out, he found that the problem was not as serious as he thought. At least Hansen was there last night. With his wisdom and emotional intelligence, it should not be possible for people to see Yang Cheng. Whereabouts.

"Don't worry, my bodyguard is trustworthy."

Of course, he could only comfort Beatrice in this way, otherwise, what else could he do?

In desperation, Beatrice still went out, and found that Hansen was standing at the door, no need to go out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Naturally, there is no need to worry about meeting outsiders. It is more than 7 o’clock in the morning, so don’t worry about yesterday. People who have played for one night get up so early.

After passing the message, she found that Yang Cheng was sending a message crazy with her mobile phone.

Last night he promised Luo Yue to go home earlier, but instead of returning early, he didn't return all night, so it was impossible not to send a message to explain.

Leaning on the door frame, Beatrice looked at Yang Orange's flying fingers with a lot of time and joked, "What? Explain to your fiancee?"

Yang Cheng didn't lift his head either, "Yes, after all, it's someone with a fiancee, it's better to be single~"

Beatrice likes Yang Cheng's shameless state, covering her mouth and smiling, "You should be glad that Pierre is not in Como these days, otherwise it would not have been so quiet here last night~"

Yang Cheng raised her head and said in surprise, "What? He will come out to find you?"

Beatrice shrugged, "Who knows? Maybe? It won't be too quiet anyway~"

Yang Cheng didn't appear to be too scared, so he just threw the phone at *, "So what? He also likes to play, so why should he control you?"

Beatrice was slightly sad, and grabbed the messy blonde hair. "I always wanted to know why he is so playful. It turned out to be like this. Now I know."

"Try it later?"

In fact, this kind of thing is too common in Europe. The nobles in the past were hundreds of times more open than they are now. They can’t be described by a word of “chaos”. Of course, it’s not much better now, so Princess Shui seems to be magical and not Possibly, but in the upper class of Europe or the entire planet, it's really nothing.

Take a look at the famous princesses of the European royal family in the past. It can only be said that Atris has a long way to go~

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