Chapter 130: The hero saves the beauty

He Jieyu's single piece of clothing will never be worth tens of thousands of yuan. He only drinks Koiluwah from Sumatra. He has special guidance from international piano masters to play the piano. He has the precious greenhouse flowers that his father supports millions of dollars. How could he imagine that he was kidnapped? This scene that usually only appeared in movies? Although her good cultivation made her scream without losing her composure, the fear and confusion in her beautiful eyes broke the man who was slightly human.

However, the dozens of guys facing her obviously did not have a little humanity. Apart from the ambiguous and lewd eyes and obscene actions, there was no trace of sympathy and tenderness. Perhaps this is the so-called bad guy who is the least tasteless. Unfortunately, this kind of garbage happened to be encountered by He Jieyu.

The tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by dogs, and the dragon travels to the shallows for fish play. What is sad is the incompetence of the weak, but the deficit of the situation and strength or identity. He Jieyu, who was loved by his loving parents and prominent families, sat on the ground and covered his collar and retreated. His confused mind was either sad or despair. Looking at the obscene and gloomy eyes standing in front of her in a mess, she suddenly discovered that the eyes that had once made her hate her were so clean, just like crystal, with a pure smell.

The first person a woman thinks of when she is lonely may be the man she loves the most.

But what a woman thinks of at the most dangerous time is the man's eyes. What this means? He Jieyu, who always thinks that raising a man is no different from raising a dog, doesn't know, and doesn't want to know.

"What do you want? I will give you as much money as you want!"

He Jieyu finally calmed down a little, his tone was still trembling, and he still didn't feel safe. Today, some staff members of the student union came out to conduct a questionnaire, but he didn't expect that he would be kidnapped for no reason. This was the first time since childhood, and she began to regret making the decision to keep the bodyguards away from her sight and disappear.

"Of course we want money!" A gangster with a deer-headed rat shaking the dagger in his hand and smiled, his eyes like a pervert who had not touched a woman in a few years, "but I want it too!"

Today, He Jieyu is wearing a precious chiffon dress, which complements the tender skin, exudes an attractive pink and tender atmosphere. With her concave and graceful figure and beautiful face, who can be moved by such a beautiful woman who makes men drool, especially those gangsters who don’t want it. They all want to take off their legs and vent their desires happily.

"Tsk tsk, that girl's skin is really good. When I was a child, the Chinese teacher explained to me what "Shui Ling" means for a long time. Today I finally understand. That's what the saying "Shui Ling" means, "I'm so romantic under a flower, but I'm so romantic, hahaha..." It's obvious that when I was a child, the wretched man's hand was rubbed and smiled evilly. The crotch below was obviously already supporting a large tent.

"Damn! Those legs are the best. Who would dare to fight with me for this beautiful leg? I'm anxious to lick it inch by inch now." The wretched man B stuck out his tongue and shook his disgustingly.

"I know it's still a place. If it's, I'll make a lot of money. The last time I played in the room was two years ago. I went to that shit Liulang barber shop. That kind of thing costs me a thousand yuan! I have to be fat and have no face, and I can't compare with this girl. Not to mention a thousand yuan, I'll even sell it for ten thousand yuan."

The gangster holding a dagger in his hand walked towards He Jieyu, whose face was paler, and said hideously, "Don't be afraid, although I'm ugly, I'm very gentle. It doesn't matter if you're the first time. I will definitely let you taste the pleasure of ** for the first time."

"As long as you don't touch me, I promise to give you 100 million!"

He Jieyu said in a trembling voice. Is she worth ten thousand? She sadly discovered that many things seemed to be forgotten by her in an instant and remembered by her, the glory and warmth of the family, the smooth growth, the little things of the noble life... One by one flashed through her mind. At that moment, she inadvertently thought of the pair of clean eyes, and then thought of death.

It would be much better to be able to hand over his first time to the master of those eyes than these perverts who make her disgusted at the glance. This made her face look pale and a stunning and beautiful blush appear on her originally pale face.

Hearing the astronomical figure of 100 million, the gangsters of the Green Wolf Gang were laughing wildly, thinking about He Jieyu's proposal without any false opinion. Just imagine how could the huge Oriental Group not use 100 million to ensure He Jieyu's purity? The group of people have been waiting for the guys outside for a while. Qian Kanghao's performance time, which should have spent 30,000 yuan to ask them for help. Such a delicate beauty has made them lose their minds.

Just when He Jieyu fell into a complete state, the scene that would never forget her for the rest of her life was presented to her like a dazzling picture. At that moment, her heart was the softest moment in her life.

A lonely figure stood proudly in front of the sunshine on the wide window on the second floor, and you could vaguely feel the evil smile with the smell of sunshine.

Who says men have no suffocating momentum?

When a man kills tens of millions of people, the murderous aura after killing all living beings will be difficult to hide!

The heroic spirit of thousands of troops and horses let me go alone, and the wildness of lying drunk on the battlefield and pillowing with new corpses is definitely a strength and height that a mortal cannot reach.

Put the wine in the carving bow, shoot the Tianlang in the northwest!

This is the impression of Ye Wudao at that moment in He Jieyu's mind. His cheeks, which were already covered with rain, were even more moist. The charming charm of the crabapple was so touching that the remaining group of green wolf gangs who were facing Ye Wudao's back was dizzy.

"I dare to do things like burning the piano and cooking cranes like a beautiful woman. Is this the difference between humans and animals?"

Ye Wudao, who fell to the ground, said lightly, "The dirty blood of this kind of garbage just matches the appetite of the Demon Daocun Masato. Long Yue, don't be too bloody."

Ye Wudao, who was no one around, passed by the group of shocked gangsters, walked to He Jieyu, who was curled up in the corner of the wall, stared silently at the panicked and pitiful face, stretched out his hand and said softly: "I'm here."

Because He Jieyu is the kind of woman who will not surrender or compromise with any man, Ye Wudao did not have much idea of ​​possessing He Jieyu. He thought that when he was calculating with her who should be who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be the one who should be a woman in the Tang Dynasty. However, this does not mean that Ye Wudao has no interest or sexual interest in her.

Especially after knowing her prominent and dazzling identity and the relationship between Li Lingfeng and her father!

In He Jieyu's impression, Ye Wudao is a bad man who relies on his appearance and loves to play with women's feelings. He is a self-proclaimed playboy, a proud man who does his own things, and a spoiled and rich young man...

Anyway, Ye Wudao has countless shortcomings in her eyes, and her advantages are just a little taste, a little knowledge, and a little vicissitudes. But is so many little bits really just a little bit? He Jieyu, who is proficient in business, doesn't want to know the answer.

A warm "I'm here" completely shattered He Jieyu's already fragile spiritual defense line at this moment. She grabbed Ye Wudao's hand and threw herself into Ye Wudao's arms and cried loudly. After all, women are women. No matter how strong or prominent they are, they need to have a broad arms at some point.

Ye Wudao embraced He Jieyu's soft body and felt the beauty of his delicate figure, because behind him was a shrill massacre. He held He Jieyu's little face and rubbed his fingers gently. He Jieyu, who was sobbing, looked at Ye Wudao pitifully.

The eyes are the tentacles of love or feelings. The intertwined eyes can achieve a marriage that has been passed down through the ages. As long as you know how to use affectionate eyes, the mouth and ears will lose their function, and the world will change in lightning.

As the saying goes, the gentle and charming knife hits love.

Staring at the pair of watery eyes and delicate pink lips, coupled with He Jieyu's unprepared soft expression and ambiguous eyes, Ye Wudaoqing, who was absolutely inseparable from a gentleman, couldn't help but lower his head and kiss He Jieyu. His tongue was extremely gentle, with one hand wrapped around her slender waist, and the other hand quietly covered her perky buttocks without being lonely.

Perhaps it was the kidnapping incident that made He Jieyu, who had always been smart, not yet awake for a while, or the first time she had an ambiguous contact with the opposite sex, she felt comforting and warmth. She was taken advantage of by Ye Wudao, and gradually wrapped her hand around Ye Wudao's neck, and stood on tiptoe to take the initiative to linger with Ye Wudao.

Although He Jieyu's kissing skills are immature, it is this immature that makes Ye Wudao, who is familiar with this, feel a great sense of accomplishment. After five or six minutes of gentle attack, Ye Wudao suddenly held He Jieyu's peaks with both hands, and kneaded them skillfully without waiting for her to resist, and squeezed her on the wall with her slender and strong body.

The moderate rudeness after gentleness made He Jieyu feel the strange stimulation while resisting slightly. Ye Wudao's hands squeezed and touched her chest brought her a numb impact. He Jieyu, who was immersed in this dreamy feeling, did not realize that Ye Wudao had freed one hand to quietly pull her dress up and around her waist.

Ye Wudao's mouth slowly curled up an ambiguous curve, and it seemed like a good idea to fight in a field.
Chapter completed!