Chapter 251

"Of course, good things should be taken away and left here to generate dust."

Ji Qianchen talks endlessly.

Her body is suddenly broken by Ling Xiaohan and faces her.

Before she knew it, he held her against the edge of the table and pecked at her lips.

The kiss falls like rain.

Hot and lingering.

He held her back in his hand for fear that she would fall.

I haven't touched her for a long time, a kind of damned desire is shouting in my body.

Kiss her pink lips gently, pry open her shell teeth.

Through the material of the skirt, Ji Qianchen can also feel the big palms that are gradually becoming hot floating on her.

The kiss released her lips and came to her earlobes, chin, neck and even more emotional places.

Ling Xiaohan seems to be unsatisfied with food, unable to stop the car, and even more addicted.

In the dim darkness.

Ji Qianchen's pretty face is becoming more and more red.

If she had not been pregnant, he might have asked for her on the spot.

The fiery kiss stopped where it was supposed to stop.

Ji Qianchen's nest is breathing in Ling Xiao's cold arms. His breath is short and his face is ruddy.

"I closed the curtains just to do it?"

"Well, the room is full of cameras."

Ling Xiaohan let go of her, went to the window, opened the curtain in half, let the light shine in again.

"All over the camera? Who did it? Metamorphosis. "

After listening to this, Ji Qianchen was cold all over, and he was very excited.

How can there be a pervert who fills the bedroom with cameras.

"Avril."

"What did she peep at you for?"

"To be precise, it's to monitor me." Ling Xiaohan goes to a lamp and looks at the camera installed in the wick. His eyes become sharper and sharper.

Since Avril moved into lingjiagongbao, he has been living a life controlled by various means.

Lost loving his mother, every day face a set of surface a set of back a set of stepmother.

"Watch She's a psychopath. "

Ji Qianchen couldn't imagine how Ling Xiaohan's youth came.

"Ha ha, this woman's ruthlessness is superior to anyone else. She is the murderer who drives my mother mad, and I also make her lose fertility forever. Maybe, I can fight her to death." Ling Xiaohan picks up the lamp.

Throw hard out of the window.

A crack.

The sound of a broken lamp glass came from downstairs.

Ji Qianchen looked up at Ling Xiaohan's frown and the fierce light on his face, but he was afraid.

"So Avril hasn't given birth to one and a half daughters yet?"

"Too many evils have been created. How can you have a son and a half daughters?"

This afternoon.

Ling Xiaohan opened his heart to her and said many things he didn't want to mention before.

After hearing these stories, Ji Qianchen became very depressed.

If I could meet Ling Xiaohan earlier.

Maybe his heart won't be so cold.

It's about five or six.

The servant downstairs came up to knock on the door.

"Young master, Miss Ji, please come downstairs. The dinner is about to begin."

The servant spoke fluent French.

Ji Qianchen is stunned and doesn't understand.

Lingxiao's face was cold and cold suddenly, and the air was cold. He dragged her hand to the servant and said angrily.

"Give you another chance to say that again."

"Young master Spare my life. It's the master and his wife who asked me to call Miss Ji, not the little lady. " The servant's face was pale with fear. He begged for mercy.

Ling Xiaohan opens his lips and sneers.

"Very well. Rob. "

The shrill roar reverberated at the bedroom door.

Rob, who was guarding the stairs, heard the young master's voice and rushed out.

"Young master!"

"Get rid of her."

"OK."

Rob dragged the invisible servant away.

Ji Qianchen is at the door. She hasn't come back for a long time. She doesn't know what happened.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiaohan takes her waist and steps out of the bedroom door.

Ji Qianchen murmured, "what did she say wrong? How do I feel that she's pissed you off? "

"Well."

Ling Xiao replied to her in a cold, muffled voice.

No more explanation.

Sometimes it's good that she can't understand French.

After all, some words are not pleasant to hear, and he does not want her to hear them.

Ji Qianchen thought all this was inexplicable.

But the servant must have said something wrong.Go downstairs to the dining room together.

The long white table is filled with famous French specialties.

Ling Xiong and Avril have been seated.

Sit in the chair and vice chair respectively.

There was a man sitting next to Avril.

Isa.

There are two more places on the other side of the long table.

It seems that it was specially left to Lingxiao in the cold and the Qianchen period.

"Han, girl, come and have a seat."

Avril greeted them warmly.

Ling Xiaohan takes Ji Qianchen's hand to the table.

There was a strange smell on the table.

It's like the smell of war.

ISAR stares at Ji Qianchen, as if she hasn't left her.

"Come, it's a family dinner tonight. Everyone, don't be so polite. Raise your glass and have a drink." Avril held up the goblet with the red wine in it.

In the cup of Lingxiao in the early days of the cold age, the wine was extremely full.

"Somebody, change my wife's juice."

"I have no problem." Ji Qianchen looks at Ling Xiaohan and openly changes her wine into juice in front of everyone. She is very uncomfortable.

"Do not drink when pregnant." Ling Xiaohan takes the glass of wine at her table and drinks it all at once.

Ling Xiaohan's love for Ji Qianchen is in the eyes of those present.

ISAR is not surprised. She takes a sip of wine.

"Ha ha, it's good to see the love between you two. Lingxiong and I were so good when we were in love." Avril seems to have made a premonition in the cold face of Lingxiao.

This sentence infuriated Ling Xiaohan forcefully, as if he was about to heal the scar suddenly opened.

"My mother and the old man were very good at that time, except for the little three."

Lingxiaohan said without mercy.

Avril is the third child, the spiteful third child.

"Son of a bitch, what are you talking about? Come to my study."

Lingxiong saw that Avril could not hold a smile on her face, and seemed to have some grievances. As her husband, he naturally wanted to be angry for her, threw his glass on the table and got up.

"Old man, I prefer eating to eating." Ling Xiaohan lowers his head and takes the knife and fork. He ignores Ling Xiong's words.

"Don't you always want to cure your mother? I've ordered someone to develop it. If you want, just roll in. "

Lingxiong left a word and entered the study.

Ji Qianchen grabs Ling Xiaohan's hand and reaches up to him and whispers, "hurry up, I'm ok."

Ling Xiaohan gave rob a look, then stood up and went to the study.

There are only three women left at the table.

The atmosphere is becoming increasingly eerie.