Murong Xuehen once said that there is only one person in the world who can understand her music. The person who makes the whole world jealous is Ye Wudao who is sitting in front of the wine cabinet to sing wine at this moment. And Murong Xuehen is playing an impromptu song for him, which is quiet and ethereal, like a pine tree falling from the valley and clearing the groove, with a power of calming the state of mind.

Facing Murong Xuehen, Ye Wudao could take down all his defenses because he believed that she was even better than him! He and Murong Xuehen had just had an exquisite but cumbersome French meal in the restaurant. He was full and thoughtful of lust, and resisted the urge to ask for Murong Xuehen again and obediently cooked aside.

Just now, Murong Xuehen asked for it again and again in the bathroom, which directly caused her to be powerless and absent-minded when she was having dinner.

There were only a few people eating in the huge restaurant. Except for Ye Wudao and Murong Xuehen, there were several members of the Dragon Group, Xuehen’s agent and makeup artist. This time, all of them were booked by Ye.

When eating, Ye Wudao felt that the cumbersome French dinner etiquette was really fancy and fancy, so he immediately called Cai Yuwan to discuss the reform of the restaurant with her. Ye Wudao hoped to sacred the cooking of French dinners in three high-end restaurants such as Shilochi, and it would be better to become approachable.

However, Cai Yuwan held its reservations because, in addition to being the first Shiloki Crystal Restaurant in China to win three Michelin stars, Cai Yuwan currently has four restaurants to five restaurants to prepare for luxury routes, and this requires getting a Michelin star as a restaurant sign. As we all know, Michelin has almost strict requirements for restaurant service, menus, and decoration.

However, in the end, Ye Wudao's suggestion that some restaurants could be placed outside was recognized by Cai Yuwan, which allowed diners to enjoy authentic large meals while enjoying the chef's superb cooking skills.

Cai Yuwan told Ye Wudao that Feifeng Group will enter the Hangzhou market in the near future. The preliminary inspection has been completed and the company's funds have been in place. The personnel mobilization of her and Chen Yingling is arranged properly. Feifeng Group in Province D will be temporarily responsible for Zhao Yunyang, who has deeply developed Chinese diet. She will "kill" into Hangzhou with Feifeng's original management personnel and several marketing experts from Ye's companies.

As for why it was not her who stayed at the base camp but Zhao Yunyang, it was unknown. Ye Wudao learned from her that Sun Tianyi was carrying out a "magnificent plan" which would definitely bring him a surprise at that time, and the film and television industry in China would also be greatly impacted. This made Ye Wudao very interested.

Ye Wudao came to Murong Xuehen, who was playing the piano with a glass of wine, and smiled and said, "If you have to be drunk in life, you have never been to Jiuquan. Come, Xuehen, drink a glass of wine."

Murong Xuehen pinched Ye Wudao's nose and frowned: "Don't say anything like Jiuquan, have you heard it? If you want to say it, it should be because you have drunk today and worry tomorrow tomorrow."

Ye Wudao's eyebrows were full of tenderness. Where was the prince who killed people like a child to treat his life as if he was a mustard of grass? He took a sip of wine and smiled: "Butler!"

Murong Xuehen hung it around his neck and smiled and said, "What's wrong with the butler? Don't you want to?"

Ye Wudao said proudly: "I think there are about hundreds of millions of men on Earth who want my Xuehen to be their housekeeper. If I stand up and say that I will be the man who should have been with Murong Xuehen that night, I am afraid that unless I escape to Mars, I will have nowhere to hide and be chased and killed."

"I won't let others hurt my Wudao." Murong Xuehen gently kissed Ye Wudao's slightly raised mouth affectionately, and said coquettishly: "I want you to feed me a drink."

Ye Wudao took a sip of red wine and kissed the slightly opened cherry mouth. Murong Xuehen swallowed the warm red wine from Ye Wudao's mouth into his belly without leaving a drop. The tender lilac tongue took the opportunity to entangle with Ye Wudao. Who dares to imagine that Murong Xuehen, who is as elegant as a goddess, would seduce a man like this?

A touch of wine and a touch of blush is poured on the wine, and dimples are grown on both cheeks next to it.

This is the most touching charm in the world.

Ye Wudao went deep into his collar and grabbed the perky but round pigeon breasts, and his lower body was hot to Murong Xuexuehen's abdomen. He said evilly: "If you tease me again, you will be responsible for 'fire extinguishing'!"

Murong Xuehen, who was soft all over, panted and said in a slight voice: "Wudao hasn't asked me for more than three years. I really want Wudao to keep taking me hard."

"Xuehen, what if you think of us doing something like that when you play?"

"I will think of you when standing in the middle of the stage, but I won't think of that kind of thing."

Murong Xuehen glared at Ye Wudao, and he sat on the bed, took out the things that had been collected for countless thoughts, and said with a smile: "Wudao, do you like it? Every time I go to a place, I will take one of these as a memory to witness my love for you. Like this "Moonlight in the Pond", it is a record of world photography works created at Sotheby's Auction in New York. I know you like it the most."

Ye Wudao picked up the beautiful and profound photo and smiled bitterly. Last time he took over the assassination of any New York gang godfather figure in the United States, he thought that this "Pond Moonlight" with only three copies was collected at the Metropolitan Museum and the American Museum of Modern Art, so he went alone. Unexpectedly, he met the guy Yun Lingfeng. The two fought for the "Pond Moonlight". As a result, Ye Wudao no longer despised the leader of the killer world for thirty years, and the last picture "Pond Moonlight" was still intact.

"This string of blue night agate stones was given by an Italian nobleman. It was passed down from the family. I think you might like it and accept it. And this cross was also given by an old Vienna collector. It's a bit strange. Look... This ivory notebook is very exquisite, and I'm not willing to write it."

Murong Xuehen slowly talked with the collection like an ordinary little woman. He didn't notice that Ye Wudao, who was sitting opposite, just looked at her and didn't pay attention to the valuable and strong collections. He gently hugged his weak body, and the warm feeling made him feel as if he was warm in his arms.

"Xuehen, are you afraid of having a child?"

"Will it hurt?" Murong Xuehen said carefully, his eyes a little confused when he imagined the painful scene in the movie.

"Of course, it will have a great impact on your figure. A flawless body like Xuehen may have some flaws." Ye Wudao smiled and rubbed the beauty's pink face.

Murong Xuehen pouted his mouth and his hands were intertwined together, and he was obviously hesitant. He saw Ye Wudao's love for him. He stroked the three thousand black silk and said, "What's wrong?"

"I want to give birth to a baby for Wudao. I thought about it when I was very young, but now I am afraid that Wudao will not want others after giving birth." Murong Xuehen used his little Qiong nose to Ye Wudao's nose and said with a melancholy expression.

"Don't be afraid of pain." Ye Wudao played with his long, soft black hair, imagining the beautiful picture of Murong Xuehen's silk in the water.

"Not afraid, not at all. Being able to have a child for Wudao has always been my greatest wish. I must be very smart. Just like Wudao, don't be like me anymore, giggle..." Murong Xuehen snuggled in Ye Wudao's arms like an obedient kitten, with two salts looking yearning.

"The eyebrows are beautiful, the white teeth are fresh inside, the bright eyes are nice and charming, the magnificent posture is elegant, the demeanor is quiet and charming, the words are charming. Cao Zijian's "The God of Si Water" in "The God of Luo River" is the most appropriate way to describe the snow scars. If our children are like you, I will not have to worry like my mother in the future. "Ye Wudao sighed and smiled, holding his moving little face.

"The most appropriate "God of Sishui" in "Huarong Grace, I forgot about meals" should be my aunt." Murong Xuehen smiled when he thought of the erratic Ye Qingge.

"Aunt?" Ye Wudao did not have much impression of the aunt who was away all year round, but he was definitely extremely concerned about her works, because the art factory management will be his fifth pillar after real estate, football, catering and movies.

"She is already in Shanghai." Murong Xuehen said mysteriously.

"Anyway, Xuehen is the most beautiful bride in my eyes." Ye Wudao lay on the bed and smiled, reaching out to hold Murong Xuehen's tender jade foot and playing with it.

"Xie Lingyun once conceited that 'the talented man in the world only owns eight dou, I get one dou, and the people in the world share one dou'. I think Wudao also has this strength."

Murong Xuehen smiled and said, in her eyes, Ye Wudao is the best person in the world. It is not that he blindly regards those shortcomings as advantages, but that he discovers Ye Wudao's huge potential from these shortcomings, because she, who is most familiar with Ye Wudao, knows that she is always growing and will surely become a god-like existence one day. Although Ye Wudao now has too many dazzling and halos, she is still quite far from the real realm of supreme goodness.

She was waiting, and when he reached that level, maybe there was no possibility in this life, then she had been waiting for more than ten years in the next life. She had this kind of persistence.

But just like the venerable sword, the supreme forgetfulness. If there really is one day, she is afraid that she will no longer be the Murong Xuehen in his heart.

"You said why do so many people like to regard me as a god-like figure, become the prince of the prince, become the shadow of the killer world, and become the king of the game, and make me powerful?"

Ye Wudao's deep eyes, which had never been confused between life and death, were deep and wandering. She was just a twenty-year-old young man. Although she had three years of blood, killing and plots and conspiracies that ordinary people could not imagine, she had no time to accumulate growth, and she could never be as indifferent and casual as an old man who had seen all the vicissitudes of life. Therefore, Ye Wudao caused quite a stir in the peaceful university that originally imagined. A restless heart was actually not really calm.

"Wudao is not a god, at least not now. Wudao is just a person who has one more talent than ordinary people, two-point life experience, three-point hard work, and four-point persistence than ordinary people." Murong Xuehen murmured with heartache holding Ye Wudao's face.

Ye Wudao smiled faintly, what's the best thing about being a god? It's better to be a bad person to be free and happy.

To lead the fashion trend of bad people, Comrade Wudao still needs to work hard!
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