One Hundred Ways to Satisfy Your Beloved Wife

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"Shaking his head ..." Qin Chen stood in front of the two with his eyes down.

Ken hooked the corner of his lips, and the playfulness fermented in his eyes.

But Ben shook his head in coordination, and then said: "Is there any problem?"

"What's the problem? Special assistant Ben, have you heard the sound of the sea?"

"The sea?"

"The president is saying that your mind is flooding." Ken quietly poked his elbow with the tip of his pen.

Qin Chen looked at the interaction between the two people, and the whole person was even worse.

Without a word he took Leng Qing from the conference room into the exclusive elevator.

When the elevator door opened, someone handed them a hot towel to wipe their hands. It was a standardized operation-style smile, but it made you feel genuinely affectionate.

Leng Qing was not originally a private banquet hall in SR Hotel, but she can be used as Qin Chen's female companion, regardless of whether she enjoys treatment or feeling.

Stepping on a soft Persian rug is like stepping on a cloud, with a price of more than 100,000 yuan per square meter.

A major feature of the carpet is that its dyes are extracted from natural plants and ores, and the dyeing is unchanged for a long time, and the composition is composed of abstract plants, Islamic characters and geometric patterns.

Just watching, you can feel the breath of art.

Not to mention a famous painting hanging on the wall, every part of this banquet day hall is worth watching carefully.

At this moment, Leng Qing has the illusion of a dream.

As a child, the life of the prince and princess she dreamed of in the orphanage finally returned to reality.

As soon as the two arrived, the door of the banquet hall opened again. Leng Qing's parents walked towards them arm in arm.

The greetings at the airport made Qin Chen not pay attention to the cold lady.

Observing from a close distance now, he found out that whether to hang up is to be temperament or figure, neither Mrs. Leng nor Mr. Leng are on the same level.

In general, when attending a banquet. If the husband and wife are present together, the woman's dress choice will accompany the man to a certain extent, or choose the same color.

But the couple in front ...

I wear a black and white line that is basically impossible to go wrong for a long time, but it looks like the cold sea is like a secretary for Bai Yunxi.

"Excuse me, my wife was just uncomfortable, so she took more rest. Let you wait for a long time."

"It's okay, this is what our juniors should sit in. There are also doctors in the hotel. Would you like me to arrange another examination for my wife later?" Qin Chen said forehead slightly, politely.

"No, Yunxi, she is the old guilty. It may not be adapted to the environment of Luocheng here. From the plane, I feel a little chest tight and short of breath. You should have heard of our cold home, which has been in M ​​country for many years. side."

"Although Luocheng has developed well in recent years, the air is not very good." Leng Canghai pouted, and his oily face slightly twitched.

Qin Chen did not continue on this topic, just handed over the wine list: "I don't know what Uncle likes to drink."

"Well ..." Leng Canghai flipped through the wine list and casually reported a few names.

They are all well-known but have a general taste. Real high society seldom drink.

As the waiter prepared to leave with a list, Bai Yunxi, who had never spoken, suddenly said: "I want to drink Dai Lai Mao, preferably 30 years old."

"Dai Laimao?" Qin Chen repeated in a low voice, his eyes flashing.

"No? The 20-year-old ones are fine." Bai Yunxi murmured, disappointed.

"But I just want to drink this ... Besides, the decoration here is so luxurious, why can't I even have this wine?"

Seeing that Qin Chen didn't move, Bai Yunxi added another sentence.

The unobtrusive light was looking at the surrounding environment until Bai Canghai squeezed **** the back of her hand.

"That ... Achen ..." Leng Qing bumped into the guts and learned the whimsical call, reaching out to shake Qin Chen's arm "My mother she ..."

"Xiao Chen, my wife has a problem here. When she is confused, she will say something weird and ask for something that doesn't even exist for a long time. You just ignore her." Leng Canghai smiled awkwardly and signaled to the waiter again You can go now.

The waiter smiled politely and looked at Qin Chen with a consultative look.

"It's okay, I happen to have this kind of wine that Mrs. Leng said here.

"Really?" Bai Yunxi's dim eyes suddenly became bright! Obviously, there was a scar on her face that was not very friendly, but at this moment, Qin Chen still felt that she was beautiful.

"Hope you will like it."

Qin Chen circumvented this topic in a few words.

With Leng Qing's constant rotation in the middle, the atmosphere is not so embarrassing.

Soon, all the wine they asked for came up.

The one that Bai Yunxi wanted was also specially equipped with an exquisite jade cup.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, she carefully held the jade cup in her hand, holding the white jade wine bottle as if holding a rare treasure.

Somehow ... the moment she opened the wine bottle, her tears suddenly broke out.

Her crying was extremely quiet, with two lines of tears falling slowly down her cheeks, with a touch of misery that did not belong to her age.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Leng Qing said anxiously, clutching her hand with concern.

It can be seen that she still cares about the adoptive mother.

Bai Yunxi holding the wine glass indifferently seemed to be immersed in his own world. Regardless of how Leng Qing shouted, she ignored it.

"Leng Qing, your mother is ill, you haven't taken her to rest yet?"

Leng Canghai persuaded a few words, seeing Bai Yunxi ignored him, and simply ignored it, and directly ordered Leng Qing.

What surprised Qin Chen even more was that Leng Qing, without any slight fluctuations in her face, really helped Bai Yunxi go.

"Ben asked the doctor to take a look." This is someone else's family, Qin Chen is not easy to intervene, only wait for Leng Qing to help Bai Yunxi out of the banquet hall.

Ben nodded and was about to dial the inside line, but saw the cold sea that just dropped the glass and waved his hand: "Don't stop, really don't, Qin Xian nephew, come to drink with us ... The wine here is really good."

He talked and raised his glass again.

Qin Chen saw that he had almost drunk, and he didn't talk much, so he waved at his family again.

Ben understood the situation and replaced Qin Chen sitting across from the cold sea.

Picking up the wine glass and tasting it slowly, only waiting for someone to drink it, this instructed people to pack the unwakeless cold sea into the guest room.

Looking at the mess on the table.

Ben shook his head helplessly: "It's a waste ..."

. . . . . .

Leng Qing watched as Bai Yunxi was pushed into the tranquilizer by her own doctor and finally fell asleep.

She squatted by the bed, her hands clenched Bai Yunxi's wrist, tears in her eyes.

"Cry out if you want to cry."

Suddenly, a familiar male voice sounded behind her.

Leng Qing looked back with tears in her eyes, and Qin Chen stood a step away from her and extended a hand to her.

"Thank you ... I ... I just ..." Leng Qing took the tissue in Qin Chen's hand and wiped her face in a panic.

Explaining while wiping: "It's really embarrassing to ruin a dinner. But my mother was just too unstable. I worry about her, so ..."

"You're right, don't squat there, the ground is cold." Qin Chen looked at her with complicated lines in her eyes.

"You ... are you caring about me?" Leng Qing glared in surprise, greeted the man's eyes, and her heart trembling.

Qin Chen's forehead, lips curled up a strange arc of Nangong.

"Why? Can't I care about you?"

"Or, you don't need the care of others?"

Qin Chen suddenly bent down, approaching Leng Qing.

His long figure blocked most of the light in front of Leng Qing, but it also gave her a sense of security.

The man was so close to her for the first time, that faint fragrance, gentle eyes.

Is she dreaming?

"I ... how come I don't need ..."

"I'm just ... not used to it ... Why are you so good to me, CEO?" Under Qin Chen's "high pressure", Leng Qing had the courage to finish the whole sentence.

Qin Chen's eyes flickered, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Leng Qing's wrist, pulling her up from the ground.

Although it is just hand and hand touch.

But enough to make Leng Qing out of control!

Not to mention the man suddenly smiled at her evil spirit, and said in her ear with a voice that only two people could hear: "Then get used to it ..."

thump! thump!

Leng Qing's heart, completely fell ...

"Tell me about your mother's story, Leng Qing." Qin Chen led the shocked woman on the sofa and made a cup of hot tea for her personally.

The fragrance of tea overflows, and a ray of white smoke lingers.

Let Leng Qing feel that Qin Chen beside him is so unreal.

The dim light was so soft that people couldn't help but relax.

"Of course ..." Leng Qing glanced at the person sleeping on the bed gratefully and said in a small voice: "It can be said that ... without mother ... there would be no me now."

. . . . . .

In the monitoring room.

The two eating Guat Zhu looked straight at the screen.

Ben saw Leng Qing's blush like blood dripping, and couldn't help but vomit: "Mother, the old girl's heart is about to explode!"

"The president is so unruly, he used a handsome man's plan! Is he planning to break the pot?"

Ken raised his eyebrows and swayed melon seeds in a self-satisfied way. On the computer screen in front of him, the progress of deciphering the location of the roar had reached 99%.

"Because country M is not our home field, and now I know everything about Qiu, I hurried to check the cold home, it is not easy to start, it is better to ask the parties directly."

"But now I really want to know what would happen if the boss knew that his wife was" living "with other men ..."

"What !!!!" Ben moved his head together.

On the screen, the satellite image of Luo's positioning finally appeared.

Although they are not yet able to monitor directly through the whispering mobile phone, they have vaguely heard a voice, a male voice that is crying and howling!

Definitely not the iron bull around Wuluo.

But how could Yu Qi make such a ghost call?

Ken and Ben glanced at each other, with a mysterious smile.