Chapter 1107 Is She Trying to Cheat the Marriage?

Chapter 1107 Is she trying to cheat the marriage?

He Chen lost any interest in being directly hit by Captain Yin's straight girl's behavior. He patted the woman's head, and raised his head to the side in disgust: "Go, stay away from me."

Yin Mo got off his lap with an innocent expression, thought for a while, and said bluntly, "Then I'll go and call Qiaoqiao back."

He Chen: "..."

Is this woman a lesbian who wants to get married?

...

As evening approached, He Chen received a call from the He family's old house.

The uncle's tone was stiff, and he warned disdainfully: "He Chen, you made such a big fuss, aren't you afraid you won't be able to end it?"

"You're really talking nonsense." At this moment, He Chen held the wine glass in his hand and took a sip comfortably, his voice becoming more mellow and hoarse.

The uncle was choked by He Chen's reply, and he was immediately furious, "You kidnapped the eldest young master, and then forcefully broke into the He's headquarters to buy murderers to take away the wife, He Chen, you will suffer retribution."

In the earpiece, it was unusually quiet.

After a while, He Chen threw two ice cubes into the wine glass and asked casually, "Is there any evidence?"

The uncle was speechless for a while, apparently thinking of an excuse.

He Chen shook the ice cubes in the wine glass, and sneered contemptuously, "Old man, why don't you ask the policemen around you and see what they say."

"you……"

"Okay." He Chen interrupted the uncle impatiently, "Just talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, so save yourself, the old man He Huatang is still alive, if you want to nagging you, you can go to his ear and read scriptures, just in case he suffers a stroke If it is cured, then you are definitely a meritorious person."

Before the uncle could reply, He Chen smiled contemptuously, and hung up the phone directly.

He raised his head and drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, and the ice cube was pressed against the tip of his tongue to feel the biting coolness.

"It is said..." Yin Mo's gentle voice came from behind diagonally, "The fourth uncle of the He family went to the Shang family's old house this morning."

He Chen looked back with an ice cube in his mouth, and curled his lips indifferently, "Are you awake?"

Yin Mo was wearing loose slacks and a white T-shirt. When he came to the bar, he picked up an empty wine glass, "Well, are you going to do it at night?"

The man propped his forehead, tilted his head against Yin Mo's pouring movement, and asked without answering, "Do you want ice cubes?"

Yin Mo raised his glass and thought for a while, "Give me two yuan."

He Chen raised his thin lips maliciously, "What a coincidence, there is only one piece left."

"There's nothing in the ice bucket..." Yin Mo looked at the ice bucket suspiciously, but the rest of the words were blocked by the man's cold lips.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of crushed ice was pushed into her mouth by He Chen's big tongue, "Baby, please accept."

Yin Mo shuddered unprepared. She pressed the ice cube to her cheeks, and yelled several times with her mouth half-opened, "It's so cold."

He Chen leaned against the bar, stared at the woman's swollen cheeks, and poked her childishly, "Brother, help you warm up?"

Yin Mo glanced at him indifferently, and took two ice cubes from the ice bucket and threw them into the glass, "You haven't answered me yet, do you want to do something tonight?"

"Honey, that's not action." He Chen put away his cynical attitude, raised his eyebrows and corrected him, "It's more like having fun."

Go to He's house and have some fun.

...

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yin Mohuang went into the cloakroom, ready to change into the same combat uniform.

But as soon as she took off her T-shirt, He Chen followed in unconsciously without even knocking on the door.

Yin Mo didn't yell, just stood there calmly, his eyes moved with his movements.

Today, the glass wardrobe in the cloakroom is full of gorgeous clothes.

All of them were luxury brands that He Chen bought for her back then.

At this moment, the man looked around, and quickly went to the closet and took out a long black velvet suspender dress, then stuffed it into Yin Mo's arms, "Wear this."

Yin Mo picked it up and looked at it. On the left hem of the long skirt, there was a fork extending to her thigh. She frowned, "Wearing this is not easy to fight."

He Chen glanced at her, then took out the necklace, bracelet, and earrings from the jewelry box one by one, stuffing them all in one go, "Put them on."

Next, He Chen was about to choose shoes for her, and then Yin Mo looked at the jewelry in his hand in confusion, "You let me wear so many jewelry...to show off my wealth?"

"What?" The man picked up the necklace and put it on the long skirt and gestured twice, "Doesn't it look good?"

Yin Mo blinked, and calmly attacked He Chen with an EQ of 29 points, "Do you not understand aesthetic matching?"

With a dark face, He Chen stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, "I just want you to wear them all, is there a problem?"

"You have to wear the same color to look good." Yin Mo pushed his hand away, went to the jewelry box, picked up a set of simple black diamond earrings and pendants, and put them in front of He Chen's eyes, "This is A set of accessories is better, the bracelet is fine, it’s too cumbersome.”

He Chen didn't want to admit that he couldn't match at all, he looked at Yin Mo coldly, his eyes fell on her dark blue corset, and he left without saying a word.

There is also a sentence floating in the air: "Choose the shoes by yourself."

Yin Mo watched his leaving back, raised the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help giving a short smile.

It turned out that he didn't know how to match clothes for women.

...

About half an hour later, Yin Mo strolled down the steps in a black velvet dress with suspenders.

The skirt was as long as her ankles, revealing the woman's slender ankles. He Chen felt that she might look better if she didn't wear flat shoes on her feet.

But the man didn't ask, in order to avoid exposing his shortcomings that he doesn't know how to match.

And Yin Mo didn't say that the reason why she wears flat shoes is because wearing high heels is easy to fall.

The two of them each carried the little Jiujiu in their hearts, and 'meeted victoriously' in the living room.

He Chen's attire tonight is also more elegant and gentlemanly than in the past. The dark blue shirt and trousers complement his well-dressed appearance, making him even more handsome and seductive.

Not long after, He Chen stared at Yin Mo, always feeling that something was wrong.

It wasn't until they got into the car and drove out of the sentry box in front of Ziyun Mansion that the man's squinting eyes slowly fell on Yin Mo's chest.

He Chen raised the compartment partition, turned on the dome light again, squinted his eyes to scan her proud towering Xueruan, and asked in a dangerous tone: "Yin Mo, don't you tell me that you go into battle in a vacuum?"

Yin Mo looked at himself innocently, "There is no vacuum, but there are chest stickers."

This kind of suspender skirt cannot be worn with shoulder strap underwear, and the brand has specially prepared matching chest stickers. Is there any problem with this?

He Chen's breath was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get up or down.

He leaned over to the woman, raised her shoulder straps and looked inside like a hooligan, his breath burst into flames, "You don't know how damn good you are? This thing walks and trembles, who do you want to seduce?" ?”

Yin Mo patted his hand away, adjusted the shoulder straps, then frowned and retorted, "There's no trembling, this skirt is corseted, and the bra is also fixed, don't talk nonsense."

Ten watch, the last day of the month, set a bowl for the monthly ticket.