Chapter 1557: Holy Heavenly Sect

After ten minutes of silence at the pier, Zhao Heng smiled faintly and turned around and went home.

Although she didn't know what happened, Tang Qingyi could still feel the coldness of Zhao Heng just now. When she saw him regaining his usual calmness and smile, she stepped on the accelerator and went home. On the way, she kept talking about several anecdotes in France, and also told Master Bi that she would attend the gallery to cut the ribbon tomorrow.

Zhao Heng was a little bit resentful of what Li Qingyou did, but he had always been a person who could take it and let it go, so he started talking about it with Tang Qingyi's interest, and then told him that this time he came to Hong Kong mainly to support the art gallery, and he would not show up when reporters gathered.

Tang Qingyi took the opportunity to beat Zhao Heng two or three times, but she also understood the latter's difficulties. When it comes to a peak position like Zhao Heng, it is unknown to everyone. After all, he no longer needs to make a profit by becoming famous, so he promised Zhao Heng to hide in secret to watch the opening of the painting gallery.

At about seven o'clock, Zhao Heng and Tang Qingyi returned to her single apartment. Although Tang Qingyi is now famous, some organizations want to invite her to attend events, and the attendance fee is even more amazing than the other. Some people are willing to send her to the Repulse Bay Villa, but she refuses these invitations.

She even did not move into a luxurious villa, and she always adhered to this apartment.

They haven't met for more than a month, and the two of them kept warm for more than ten minutes as soon as they entered the apartment. Then they kicked off their shoes to heat up the food. They knew that Zhao Heng was coming, she had prepared the meal long ago, so they started to eat in less than twenty minutes, and added a little musical atmosphere to make it particularly warm.

However, after dinner, the two of them didn't have much time to warm up, because Tang Qingyi's phone calls rang one after another, and the museum staff called to ask questions and could not refuse, so Tang Qingyi could only apologize for kissing Zhao Heng, and then started working on the balcony with his mobile phone and computer.

Zhao Heng was also considerate and flirted with the magazine himself, but he was a little helpless when he thought about the scene at the dock. In order not to let this matter affect his mood, Zhao Heng got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After 30 minutes of taking a bath, he changed into the pajamas prepared by soup and clear clothes. Zhao Heng got into the room to rest.

Zhao Heng, who originally thought he was destined to stay alone in the empty room tonight, just lying down, Tang Qingyi tiptoed to the bedside. Zhao Heng smiled slightly: "Are you finished your work? Why are you sneaky? You women like to steal and love so much? Be careful of being caught and raped, that's not good."

Tang Qingyi, who had turned off his phone and was also in the communications, reached out and patted Zhao Heng and said, "Who has a crush on you? We are so open and honest, can I make a secret? You are all my sister, come and go when you summon it, come, little brother, call me and listen."

Zhao Heng, who knew that women were not troubling with trivial matters, was too lazy to talk nonsense. He grabbed her plump and tall body and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since my sister is so bold, I must be with you tonight and take a bath? Can I accompany you?"

Tang Qingyi pulled off the clothes on her body and exposed the black translucent underwear. Her body was sexy and mature, which made people covet, but her expression showed a dignified and steady look. She touched Zhao Heng's chest with a charming smile, and her voice was soft and moving: "Okay, Mandarin Bath? Little brother, I'm not that kind of person."

"Sister is not a casual person!"

Zhao Heng was too lazy to be polite to Tang Qingyi, so he hugged the woman and threw her into the luxuriously decorated bathroom. Then he tore Tang Qingyi's clothes without any mercy. The woman's clothes fell to the ground one by one. Tang Qingyi kept laughing, shouting in her mouth that she didn't want her body, but actively cooperated with Zhao Heng to rampage.

After being naked and thrown into the bathtub by Zhao Heng, Tang Qingyi smiled at Zhao Heng, with a charming face, watery eyes, gasping quietly, and crying. When Zhao Heng examined her smooth skin, the woman hooked her finger: "Come on, official."

Zhao Heng's desire was directly ignited by this sentence. He jumped into the bathtub without hesitation and splashed water. The dry fire was unstoppable. The luxurious bathroom was full of vitality and the unconcealed voice of soup and clear clothes immediately sounded. In the eyes of outsiders, the noble and elegant woman was now in the charm.

From the bathroom to the floor, from the floor to the sofa, and from the sofa to the big bed, Zhao Heng has been showing his fierceness and vigor. Tang Qingyi's kung fu in bed can also be said to have made rapid progress. When facing Zhao Heng alone, his attitude became more and more open-minded. Both sides scored twice,

The clouds dissipate and the rain collects!

Tang Qingyi, naked, lay on Zhao Heng's body, took out a cigarette from the bedside table with her left hand, stuffed it into Zhao Heng's mouth and lit it, and then returned to her usual dignity and generosity: "How is it? Are you in a better mood now? Sister, I've tried my best. If you are unhappy, I should be depressed."

Zhao Heng gently slid his fingers on the woman's face, knowing that she had already seen that she was in a state of confusion, so she was so slutty that she let herself vent her will. Zhao Heng was slightly moved and touched the red mark on her chest: "Thank you, Qingyi, I'm much better and I won't mind the afternoon."

Tang Qingyi moved her pretty face to Zhao Heng's chest, and her voice calmly sootheed Zhao Heng's heart: "Is she your woman? Don't worry that I'm talking nonsense. I'm not a jealous person, and I'm not qualified to be jealous of you. It's just that she betrays you, which is her irreparable loss."

"She is Miss Li's, but not my woman!"

Zhao Heng flicked the cigarette in the ashtray, then squeezed out a wry smile: "It's my third brother's woman, to be precise, the woman I stuffed it to him. I thought it would be a good thing, but I didn't know that it was a thorn that a man could pull out. I had no attitude towards that woman."

Zhao Heng was angry about Li Qingyou's cheating, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​hating the former: "It's meaningless to take revenge on a woman. I just don't know how to let Song Qingguan leave her. I'm going to let them die in vain. I don't want Song Qingguan to know that she has stepped out of the wall."

"I see!"

Tang Qingyi nodded with her seductive red lips, knowing the whole story, and then said softly: "You want to maintain Song Qingguan's dignity, so that he doesn't know that he had ever worn a cuckold on his head. I think the most urgent thing is to separate them. Separation means distance."

When Zhao Heng was calm and spitting out a smoke ring, Tang Qingyi added softly: "You can't let Song Qingguan stay in Hong Kong anymore. Now your legs and feet are not getting better, and once he moves freely, he will inevitably feel suspicious. After all, Miss Li walks by the river with more feet and wet feet."

"You can take him back to the capital."

Zhao Heng nodded after hearing this: "This is indeed a solution. OK. I will take him back to the capital when I see Song Qingguan tomorrow. Anyway, the situation in the capital is severe now and needs manpower!" Then he narrowed his eyes slightly: "When they separate, I will find another girlfriend for the third brother."

Tang Qingyi slightly raised her pretty face, opened her red lips and said lightly: "You not only have to take Song Qingguan back, but also find a chance to show off with Miss Li. Only in this way can the latter know the mistake, otherwise she will be abandoned by the current man one day and will look for Song Qingguan again."

"It's reasonable, just do it!"

Zhao Heng was feeling much more relaxed: "Thank you for your advice, sister." Tang Qingyi smiled charmingly and turned her body gracefully, stretching her delicate pink jade feet in front of Zhao Heng, and her smile had a sense of charm: "Thank you, sister, can you stop talking? Come on, rub your toes first."

"day!"

Zhao Heng knocked off his pink and tender feet very directly, dragged the woman over and pressed it up without hesitation. Tang Qingyi screamed and subconsciously grabbed the big bed with both hands. He accidentally turned on his phone again, but she didn't have time to notice it, so she turned around to cater to Zhao Heng's big opening and closing.

When Zhao Heng threw Tang Qingyi, who had no strength, on the bed again, a text message came in inappropriately. Tang Qingyi frowned and wiped her fingers, glanced at her slightly annoyed. Seeing this, Zhao Heng fell beside her, took his cell phone and asked, "Who has disturbed you?"

"A Holy Heavenly Sect with great popularity! What is the Holy Father and Mother!"

Tang Qingyi smiled bitterly: "I also said that I am a reincarnated saint, and I think about pulling me into the church all day long!" Then she suddenly remembered something, slapped her head and shouted: "I remember something. I once saw the Holy Father in a magazine. The men around Miss Li are somewhat similar."

Zhao Heng frowned: "Cult's evil art?"

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