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Chapter 49 Fill it up

Although the security measures of Wangfuyuan have always been first-class, not to mention idlers, even celebrities and wealthy businessmen would not be able to enter without internal members. However, Ye Yingning still cautiously looked at the peephole first to confirm who was standing outside the door.

It was indeed the room attendant who opened the door.

Unexpectedly, there were two people standing in the corridor: one was a young waiter with a troubled face and an ice bucket in his hand; and the man next to him, although only wearing a bathrobe, had an indifferent face and an imposing manner.

Naturally, I love Tiange.

"Okay, you can go."

He ordered in a deep voice, gave a tip casually, took the ice bucket from the waiter's hand, raised his other hand to press the door, pushed it in hard, and walked in.

Simply, he completely regarded Ye Yingning as nothing.

"Thank you."

She swallowed her anger and thanked the unclear waiter, then gently closed the door and turned to look at Chong Tiange.

"I think it is the minimum courtesy to say hello before visiting others."

In the middle of the night, alone and alone, he didn't care about reputation, and she also had to take into account the Ye family's face. At least, this room was rented in the name of her father, and Ye Yingning really didn't want to be criticized.

Chong Tiange did not speak in a hurry, but scanned the entire room with his eyes, his eyes as sharp as if he had come to arrest someone.

The one-bedroom and one-living suite was clearly visible. Ye Yingning was the only one there, and there was only an empty wine glass on the table.

The ice cubes outside the wine bottle had melted into ice water. Chong Tiange raised her thick eyebrows on her left side. It turned out that she wanted the ice cubes just to freeze the wine, not to play "ice | fire" with some man.

When he thought of this, his previously depressed mood was swept away, and he even felt faintly happy.

Ye Yingning walked over, reached out and took the small wooden bucket filled with ice cubes from Chong Tiange's hand, and inserted the wine bottle into it again.

"Did you come by yourself?"

Still unwilling to give up, he simply asked directly, his eyes burning like two dazzling stars in the night.

"What else?"

Ye Yingning laughed out loud, raised her eyelids and looked directly at him, and subconsciously retorted: "Is it possible that you are going to be chased all the way by reporters with your lover, waiting to be featured on tomorrow's front page?"

His face was startled when he was asked. After listening to her words clearly, Tiange's eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his hand still wet with water drops, lifted Ye Yingning's chin, and lightly brushed her soft skin with his fingertips.

Skin, repeat this action over and over again.

"Tell me, you are jealous. Are you?"

Even he himself didn't expect that this time, he would use questions.

As soon as the words came out, Chong Tiange was actually shocked and his heart skipped a beat. Is he feeling uneasy?!

The favored young man who has always been arrogant and conceited is actually as worried as a young boy, carefully waiting for a woman to become jealous. It is really inexplicable and the most ridiculous thing in the world!

Ye Yingning blinked in confusion, then sneered, pushed Chong Tiange's hand away, and said nonchalantly: "Jealous? Do you deserve it? Do I deserve it? Does she deserve it?"

The four questions, each more harsh than the last, forced Chong Tiange to the point where he was immediately speechless.

Yes, why should he think that she is jealous, not to mention her identity? After all, Tang Yi is just a little star who can play with money. No matter how the three of them look at each other, they cannot establish a hostile relationship.

"You came out like this in the middle of the night?"

Ye Yingning glanced at him. Chong Tiange was wearing bathrobe and slippers, looking like he was about to go to bed.

"I couldn't sleep alone. I thought you still had wine here, so I came over."

He was obviously the person who hated explanations the most, but because she was afraid of her random thoughts, Chong Tiange simply expressed the fact that he did not stay with Tang Yi tonight in a roundabout way.

"No wonder, Young Master Chong is so lonely that he can't sleep."

Ye Yingning turned around and fetched another goblet from the cupboard. After wiping it clean, he picked up the wine from the ice bucket and poured him two-thirds of the glass.

She regarded the 1990 Bordeaux Red as a treasure, otherwise she would not have kept it in the wine cellar of Wangfuyuan. The annual storage fee would have been staggeringly high.

"Fine wine, beautiful women, red sleeves add fragrance to the night."

Chong Tiange took advantage of the situation and grabbed the hand that handed Ye Yingning the wine glass, sniffed her wrist twice, pulled her into his arms with a slight tug.

"My wine, my wine, don't waste it!"

Ye Yingning was nervous about the wine glass in her hand, not caring about his frivolity. She only breathed a sigh of relief when Chong Tiange took the wine glass steadily, and then she was shocked to realize that she had been firmly trapped in his arms.

Chong Tiange took a deep breath, slowly took a sip, and allowed the aroma of the red wine to fully evaporate in his mouth, before swallowing it reluctantly.

"I knew you would always have surprises here..."

He made a pun, put down the cup, lowered his head, pressed his forehead against Ye Yingning's forehead, and kept rubbing the bridge of her nose with his nose, as if he were a child.

His breath was a little hot, mixed with the smell of alcohol, and the steam was blurry, spreading out bit by bit.

She instinctively wanted to avoid it, but the two big hands on her waist pressed firmly. Not only that, under the large bathrobe was a silk nightgown that clung to her skin, and the two thin shoulder straps had no effect at all.

One of them has slipped down, revealing a smooth and white shoulder.

Chong Tiange's eyes darkened little by little, bottomless, revealing a deep desire. As a woman, Ye Yingning was very familiar with this. She immediately lowered her body and escaped from his arms in the posture of a golden cicada escaping its shell.

go out.

When his arms were empty, he couldn't help but get angry subconsciously, but when he saw her smiling eyes, he couldn't help but feel tenderness.

In such a gentle place and a charming bed, how can a man not lose half of his body?

The suite that Ye Yingning stayed in tonight was called "Beauty Drunk". It was decorated like the bedrooms of the female family members in the palace back then, with light gauze curtains and subtle fragrance.

The bed was in the back of the room. It was an old-fashioned bed. The bed curtains had been opened and half covered.

Next to the two of them, there is a long low couch made of rosewood wood, covered with thick soft cushions, which is very suitable for sitting or lying down.

In fact, Chong Tiange noticed the short couch as soon as he entered the door, and his heart couldn't help but be moved.

"I won't leave tonight..."

He looked at Ye Yingning, who was lowering his head to tighten the ties of his bathrobe, and his voice lowered little by little, with an indescribable ambiguity.

After making a movement with her hands, Ye Yingning looked up, saw clearly the desire in Chong Tiange's eyes, and hummed softly: "If you don't leave, I will."

Naturally, she was very angry. Where were she going so late at night?

Chong Tiange smiled and said nothing, picked up the glass and took another sip of wine. This time he did not rush to swallow it as he did last time, pushing it all the way and feeding it into Ye Yingning's mouth.

She inevitably retreated step by step, playing into his hands and being forced to the edge of the low couch. Chong Tiange bent over, picked her up horizontally, and pressed her directly onto the soft cushion.

"I told you not to leave tonight..." He cleared his voice, wrapped his hand behind his back, holding something in his palm, and said with a low smile: "I want to try this again, and use it to fill you up."

It’s full.”
Chapter completed!
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