Unparalleled Crazy Young System

In the presidential suite, a remnant scene after the war.

Until the wee hours.

The five-meter-long bed finally stopped shaking, looking at the broken steps scattered on the ground beside it, lace...silk, women's clothing, and those jewelry necklaces.

If someone sees them ruining these valuables in this way, they will surely shout that they are ruined.

"What's the matter with you, when you came back, you were fierce and wicked. Look at you, looking hungry, and you broke your clothes to pieces." Song Yingjiao leaned against Ye Hao's arms, looking at the clothes on the floor with a little pain.

Those are clothes designed by famous designers, and Song Ying likes them.

But this dress completely became Ye Hao's catalyst, turning Ye Hao into a wolf beast. Under his sharp claws, this dress spent his short life.

"If you like it, I will ask someone to design clothes for you every day." Ye Hao leaned back on the bed contentedly, hugging the beauty in his arms.

What is a comfortable life.

With beauty in her arms, this is Ye Hao's most comfortable life.

If he could, he even wanted to throw away the restless dunya outside.

"But Yinger, I'm sorry. This time your birthday party, I did not find a gift that suits you." Ye Hao looked at the beauty in his arms apologetically.

Speaking of gifts, if Ye Hao needs tens of millions of things, there are too many things, but he thinks that those things are not worthy of Song Ying.

Ning Quewulan could not find it in time, and Ye Hao didn't want to find anything to match his woman, because it was an insult to his woman.

"It's okay. Meeting you is the greatest gift of my life." Song Ying's jade fingers rolled around Ye Hao's chest, her face filled with happiness.

"The 25th birthday, you know. I've always wondered if I can live until my 25th birthday, even I dare not go there."

"Because every birthday is telling myself that I am getting closer and closer to the end of my life."

"But God brought you to my side." Song Ying's hand stroked Ye Hao's cheek.

"At this moment, I fully understand that those vulgar things are not important at all. I only want you to be by my side. Only you are the happiest when I am. Even if the cold poison takes me away the next moment..."

Before Song Ying's words were finished, Ye Hao blocked Song Ying's lips in the most domineering way.

"Don't talk nonsense. You are my woman, even a **** is not qualified to take you from me. I will find a way to completely eradicate the remaining poison in your body, and I want you to give me a fat boy."

Song Ying blushed and did not speak, just quietly feeling the happiness.

After a while, Song Ying looked at Ye Hao: "You haven't explained to me, what did you do just now."

"This is a little secret, if you want to know. Please make the uncle happy." Ye Hao hooked Song Ying's nose.

Song Ying's eyes were rolled.

Ye Hao didn't intentionally want to conceal it. In fact, what happened just now can't be said.

He glanced at the phone next to him, and the corner of his mouth evoked a mocking arc. I don't know what kind of scene will be in the box in the morning. The woman is probably going to be furious.

...

the next day.

All the people in that nightclub were kicked out, and a roar from a box could be heard from a long distance away.

"Miss, miss."

Outside the box, several bodyguards knocked on the door panel carefully.

"FUCK! Let me wait outside, no one is allowed to come in without my permission!" Along with the curse, there was a series of sounds of beating.

Let the few bodyguards outside do not know what to do.

And inside the box, there is really a mess, and the tables, chairs and benches are all broken.

An interesting picture was playing on the TV screen above the wall, accompanied by a burst of music.

"Seaweed, seaweed~Dancing in the waves...seaweed, seaweed~"

"I was conquered by you like this~"

Two irrelevant songs appeared in the picture, and there was a blonde woman waving her beautiful body there, her red cheeks indicating that she was drunk.

And this woman was exactly the same as the woman sitting on the sofa with a murderous face, except that one was drinking and the other was waking up after a hangover.

This is Catherine.

Catherine had a sullen face, listening to the loud music, she picked up a beer bottle next to it and threw it out, smashed it on the TV screen, the screen was shattered, and the pieces fell on the ground.

"That **** guy!"

Catherine recalled what had happened last night, and she wanted to find a cross to pierce her heart.

Having lived for hundreds of years, she has never been so humiliated by anyone.

Although she lost her sanity last night, the scene still clearly appeared in her mind.

She was supposed to be calm and composed, but she didn't know why she was curious about the man named Ah Hao who appeared suddenly, and most of all, the breath radiating from him gave her a sense of intimacy.

After that, Catherine subconsciously led him to a separate room.

This is something she has never done before. She has hardly brought a man into a closed room for hundreds of years.

After stepping into the room, the breath of the man instantly exploded, and Catherine's head stopped directly.

She was like the nymphomaniac in a soap opera, she fell in love with this man without thinking.

Then the man poured her a lot of wine, thinking that something beyond friendship would happen to them, but he didn't expect the man to touch her at all.

Even several times he pushed her half-dressed to the door, but now that I think about it, it was a humiliation to her.

But I don't know if it's fortunate, if something really happened, it would be a disaster for Catherine.

Then the real good show began. Under the bewilderment of the man, they began to dance, Catherine began to dance the so-called seaweed dance, and sang the song of conquest under the guidance of the man.

Chinese is not a problem for her at all. She has been familiar with dozens of languages ​​through her hundreds of years of life.

But when she was usually cold and arrogant, she would never dance this shameful dance, and that **** song.

And it was recorded by the man holding the phone.

After Catherine woke up sober this morning, she was dazzled by anger. She made people search the entire nightclub but couldn't find the person named Ah Hao.

Didi.

A voice came from a gap in the sofa next to it.

Catherine frowned and looked away.

It turned out to be a tablet computer, it is estimated that it is now the only good thing in this room.

Kathleen took the tablet, her eyes widened suddenly.

What is displayed on the screen is a message.

"Miss, this is what you asked me to search for information about this Chinese man named Ye Hao."

Catherine didn't even look at the message that came from the other side, her eyes were attracted by a photo in the profile.

That smiling young man is not the **** guy last night.

Ahao? Ye Hao!

Kaz

The tablet computer in his hand made the sound of a short circuit, which was directly pinched into scrap by Catherine.

Catherine with blood-red eyes felt like a volcano that could erupt at any time. "Ye Hao..."