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Chapter 2030 Who is this?

Chapter 2030 Who is this

After Zhao Heng sent Ye Qingcheng to the hospital where Ye’s mother was and arranged to protect him secretly, he drove straight to the painting hall where Tang Qingyi was. He had been in Hong Kong for some time, but Zhao Heng never went to find the famous woman because he was tripped by Ye Qingcheng's affairs.

Now that Ye Qingcheng's resignation has come to an end, Zhao Heng is thinking about meeting Tang Qingyi. He misses the fragrant oil cake, the dignified and charming smile, and even more, the body full of tempting atmosphere, so he appears in the painting gallery when the last rays of the sky fall.

"Tang Qingyi! Tang Qingyi!"

Just as Zhao Heng got out of the car door several meters in front, a noise suddenly came from the Tang Painting Museum in front of him, and the noise became louder and louder, gradually becoming a shocking momentum. Then, countless people rushed out from around the painting museum, shouting wildly: "Tang Qingyi! Tang Qingyi,,,,"

In Zhao Heng's vision, many fashionable boys and girls gathered at the entrance of the gallery and shouted wildly. There were dozens of Chinese and foreign journalists, who seemed to be trendsetters in the raging waves, shuttled around the crowd, and the spotlights of the camera in their hands flashed.

This? What's going on?

Zhao Hengda was stunned. Why is this scene the same as the Korean wave star chaser? But Tang Qingyi is just a painter, not a glamorous star. How could so many people come to chase after him? Seeing the scene of people rushing and screaming, a bitter smile streaked across Zhao Heng's face.

Zhao Heng did not come forward to join in the fun stupidly, but stood there like passers-by and looked from a distance. He saw that under the eyes of everyone, a black dress in Tang Qingyi walked out of it. Because of the fanatical atmosphere, it became more and more dazzling and graceful.

As elegant and noble as ever.

When Tang Qingyi got into the car and left under the escort of a black bodyguard, Xiaoxiao also handed the tablet to Zhao Heng, and spoke in a plain voice: "Tang Qingyi's impression painting "His Smile" sent to France for the exhibition was a surprise, killing dozens of masters present in one fell swoop and won the Best Popularity Award."

Zhao Heng passed by a look of surprise and took the tablet. Sure enough, he saw a popular news that occupied the Hong Kong tennis world. Just as Xiaoxiao's brief description just now, Tang Qingyi, who was invited by Master Bi to send her work to France for the exhibition, won the Best Popularity Award for the seven-day exhibition with a pair of "His Smile".

Finally, there was a French tycoon who offered $5 million to buy his work, but was rejected by Tang Qingyi, who was thousands of miles away without hesitation. The news immediately aroused many young people's pursuit of Tang Qingyi. Compared to Korean and Japanese stars, Tang Qingyi is more in line with their tastes.

They made an appointment to come to the art gallery today to see Tang Qingyi to express their respect, so the scene that scared Zhao Heng just now appeared. Zhao Heng also called out Tang Qingyi's official Weibo, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The fans are over 100 million, and it seems that it is difficult for Aunt Qing to be quiet."

"Walk!"

Zhao Heng handed the tablet to Xiaoxiao, and then asked someone to drive to Tang Qingyi's apartment. Although Tang Qingyi had already purchased a villa for her parents to live in, Zhao Heng knew her personality of loving alone. Many times, going back to the villa was just a fool, and a single apartment was the place to stay.

While Zhao Heng was leaning against the car and resting with his eyes closed, Xiaoxiao was playing with the tablet computer in his hand. After scanning several news and comments about Tang Qingyi, he frowned at the news about the truth, goodness and beauty of the girl, and pointed his fingers to see the scene he had seen late at night, caring for the old man late at night.

In Xiaoxiao's joking gaze, Zhang Yiyi in the picture was taking off her coat and covering her for the other party, and then the scene of her putting down the hamburger and change. It was all the scenes that Xiaoxiao saw late at night. The only difference from the Internet was that Xiaoxiao knew that this was just a scene.

He made a comment without hesitation, just a simple word, fake! This comment was overwhelmed in less than three minutes after it was uploaded, and then it attracted countless people to scold it as expected. Compared with all the praises, Xiaoxiao's comment seemed pale and powerless, but he didn't care about the other party's tossing.

The single apartment is lighted softly, and in the bathroom, Tang Qingyi is taking off her clothes and taking a shower.

As Zhao Heng expected Tang Qingyi, compared to the luxurious villa where her parents were, she still liked to go back to this small apartment of dozens of square meters, which was not big but was enough to accommodate her full breath. The most important thing was to give her a sense of security, so she often came back alone in two circles.

Tang Qingyi is no longer the owner of a small restaurant, and she can no longer live a simple life. There is no need to worry about the prosperity of the bright lights and wine, but she is destined to be the focus of attention. It is precisely because of her experience of the luxury of the world that her heart has begun to become vicissitudes, and only the small apartment can regain the past.

The long hair spreads and the water pours down.

The elegant and mature delicate face enjoys the comfort of the rising heat. A strong fragrance spreads in the bathroom, with a vivid fragrance. Every stream of water slides through is an attractive curve, every skin is blown and can be broken, and the chest is slightly undulating in the water.

"It's better if the door is not locked. Are you afraid that someone will break in?"

When Tang Qingyi's body shook and subconsciously clamped her legs and covered her peaks, a voice came casually from the bathroom door: "Your figure and such an identity are all tempted by men!" The frosted glass door slowly opened, revealing Zhao Heng's bad smile.

Tang Qingyi was slightly stunned at first, and then an indescribable surprise appeared on her face. She didn't expect Zhao Heng to appear here. She opened her hands and hugged Zhao Heng directly. Her smooth and tender body was extremely tempting in the light: "Little bastard, when did you come to Hong Kong?"

"I'm here when you miss me."

Tang Qingyi hugged Zhao Heng regardless of the matter. Zhao Heng's clothes were wet and were stained with shower gel. When he was about to smile and say something, he found that Tang Qingyi looked at him with an extremely gentle look, so affectionate and charming, as if he was about to melt himself in it.

Zhao Heng patted her smooth back: "Don't be naughty, take a shower first to avoid catching a cold." Tang Qingyi did not let go of Zhao Heng, and she did not speak, but was just waiting, waiting for Zhao Heng's next move, and then he took the initiative to close his eyes and inform Zhao Heng about her request.

"What a stunner!"

Zhao Heng smiled and lowered his head and kissed her. When his wet and hot lips pressed on her cherry mouth, Tang Qingyi couldn't help but moan. She was attacked by the electric current but she slid across her body with infinite wonderful feeling. Her whole body became melted, and her heart began to melt, from the beginning of her feelings to longing, to sweetness,

As she cooperated with Zhao Heng's movements, when Zhao Heng gently pressed her jade teeth, Tang Qingyi couldn't help but let out a moan. Her incense mouth lightly opened, giving Zhao Heng's tongue an opportunity. Her tongue instantly lingered, making it difficult to separate the kiss. This kiss was as deep as the sea. Tang Qingyi catered to Zhao Heng's passionate kiss.

Xiaoxiang Tongue cooperated with his lingering, letting him suck his tenderness freely. She allowed his greed. She tolerated his voluntaryness. Her lips and tongue had been completely occupied by him. Zhao Heng's hand had already stroked Tang Qingyi's chest. She did not stop her, she just trembled shyly.

A little awkward to his invasion.

In the soft light and in the narrow bathroom, Zhao Heng and Tang Qingyi were entangled, full of passion. Zhao Heng greedily tasted the tenderness in her soft lips, rubbed her plump breasts with his hands, and the movement of rubbing her lower body became stronger and stronger, and the sound of the two of them became heavier and more rapid.

Tang Qingyi's throat made continuous depressing moans, Zhao Heng's blood was boiling, and his other hand couldn't help but slid towards her smooth and slender thighs. Tang Qingyi was trembling, and she was already invisibly lost. Her hands tightly hugged Zhao Heng's neck.

The elegant woman felt that his hands had touched the base of her thighs deeply, the most important position, but she did not resist. Instead, she stretched her legs slightly, feeling this indescribable pleasure, and for this man, she was willing to give everything she had.

Desire is like a ball of excited flame. Once it burns, it cannot be extinguished. The dignified face and slutty body caresses it makes people fascinated, so intoxicated that it makes him unable to control himself. When he slides over his fair and slender thighs, Zhao Heng squirts out a long breath and pushes the other person against the bathtub.

"Um,,,"

Tang Qingyi began to react uncontrollably under Zhao Heng's touch. Zhao Heng kissed her warmly while placing her body. Tang Qingyi cooperated to lift her buttocks. When Zhao Heng showed his strong body in front of her, Tang Qingyi no longer concealed her feelings.

She raised her upper body and hugged Zhao Heng passionately. She stopped rubbing Zhao Heng's back muscles with her hands. After a passionate kiss, Zhao Heng and Tang Qingyi gently separated their breathless lips. Zhao Heng smiled and touched the base of Tang Qingyi's thighs while teasing and asking her:

"Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger,,,"

"roll,,,"

Tang Qingyi's answer is always so delicate and gentle.

Just when the two of them were lingering in the bathroom, Xiaoxiao at the door was turning his eyes on a flat-headed young man, and the latter passing by the stairs also raised his head. At this moment, the two of them were flashing with the surprise and appreciation that was unique to men.

Then, the flat-headed young man lowered his head, suppressed the surging of blood in his hands and feet, and disappeared from the stairs silently. When Xiaoxiao rushed to the entrance of the stairs, the flat-headed young man was nowhere to be seen. Xiaoxiao was almost as sharp as a beast, allowing him to smell the powerful aura of his kind:

"Who is this?"

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