Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

A white sports car slowly drove into the road inside the villa, and then the roar of a motorcycle was heard behind it.

The man in the sports car had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. He glanced at the rearview mirror, then turned the steering wheel and drove the sports car to the middle of the road.

The man on the motorcycle was dressed in black and wore a black helmet. He glanced at the white sports car in front of him. No matter how he changed lanes, the sports car was blocking his way.

There are scenic gardens on both sides of the road, and the width of the road is just wide enough for one car to pass through, so the motorcycle cannot overtake the sports car.

In the sports car, the man raised the corner of his mouth meaningfully, turned on the DJ in the car, and lowered the window, enough for the motorcyclist behind him to hear the dynamic music in the car.

The man on the motorcycle turned the accelerator and pretended to hit the back of the sports car.

The sports car is more expensive than his motorcycle, so he doesn't feel bad if it gets damaged.

Seeing this, the man in the sports car quickly turned the steering wheel to avoid the motorcycle. With a gap to overtake, the motorcycle stepped on the accelerator and drove directly alongside the sports car.

The man in the sports car glanced out the window, squinting his peach blossom eyes, "Hey, isn't this our famous Chi Gu?"

Through the pitch-black helmet, only a pair of cold eyes swept over, "Get lost."

The man in the sports car made a "tsk" sound, and then saw the motorcycle overtake him and drive straight into the villa. He stepped on the accelerator and followed closely.

There was an open-air garage outside the villa. Just as the white sports car was about to park in, the motorcycle drove into the parking space first.

The sports car window rolled down, and the man looked at the person sitting astride the motorcycle. "Why is your little motorcycle taking up this parking space?"

"Is the parking space yours?" The man in black took off his helmet, revealing a sharp and cold face. There was oppression and alienation between his eyebrows, giving people a fierce and cold feeling.

The sports car stopped in the parking space next to it. The man opened the door and got out. He had black hair, fair skin, a tall and graceful figure, and a handsome and noble face. His beautiful peach blossom eyes were smiling. "It's been so long since we last met, and your temper is still so bad. You're not learning from Ling Che."

"Do you dare to say this to him?" The man in black glanced at him and walked into the villa.

"I don't dare tell him, but I dare tell you." The man chased after him and bumped into his shoulder. "Are you angry?"

"roll."

"Ou Zilin, besides being able to say this word, don't you know anything else?"

"Han Luochen, get away from me."

"It's too fierce and boring."

The two men entered the villa arguingly, and except for the servants, no one noticed the owner was there.

"Hey, where's Young Master Ling?"

Han Luochen looked around but didn't see anyone. "Didn't Song Yanzhi say he was at home?"

Ou Zilin asked Qi Jin and Qi Shui and learned that Ling Che had no plans at home today, so he came to find him.

In the huge villa, there was not even a trace of him. Han Luochen asked a servant who looked like a robot, and then he found out that he was upstairs.

"Why are you hiding upstairs in broad daylight? Are you embroidering?"

Han Luochen walked upstairs as he spoke, but just as he reached the stairs, he was pushed away by Ou Zilin.

He was a martial artist, with muscles as strong as a bullfrog. Han Luochen couldn't squeeze past him and stumbled a few steps. "That's too much, Ou Zilin."

Ou Zilin gave him a cold look, meaning, "What's wrong with you?"

Okay, okay, threaten him.

Han Luochen turned around and left, "I'll take the elevator."

......

The bedroom is filled with charming colors.

Clothes were scattered on the carpet, and the space was filled with the heavy breathing of a man and the charming moans of a woman.

The movements were a bit heavy and fast, and Qiao Ruyi could hardly bear it.

Half-heartedly, she put her hands on the man's thin waist, adding fuel to the fire.

"Han Luochen, are you done yet?"

"Ou Zilin, you have such a bad temper!"

There was a loud argument between two men outside the door. The unfamiliar voice came through the bedroom door. Qiao Ruyi was suddenly startled and her body trembled with nervousness.

The tremor made her whole body tense up, and the man, who was immersed in pleasure, lost control of his strength and completely surrendered.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, followed by Han Luochen's voice.

"Brother, why are you hiding in the bedroom in broad daylight?"

Ling Che lay on Qiao Ruyi, with a thin layer of sweat on his back. Hearing the sound at the door, his hands on both sides were bulging with veins, and he tried his best to restrain his urge to stab someone.

Qiao Ruyi swallowed nervously. Listening to the knock on the door, she felt extremely nervous as if she had been caught in bed with someone.

Clearly feeling the heavy breathing of the man lying on her, she blushed and patted the head nestled in her neck, reminding him softly, "It seems... someone is looking for you."

Ling Che was getting furious. He had finally gotten rid of Song Xilan, but now another conspicuous person showed up.

Wrong, it should be two.

If it weren't for them, it wouldn't have ended so quickly.

He had just started eating the meal and had not had time to savor it before he was asked to put down his chopsticks.

So fucking fucked!

He stood up from Qiao Ruyi with a tense expression and pulled the quilt over her. "Come out later."

Qiao Ruyi saw him putting on some clothes casually, frowning and looking very unhappy.

She grabbed his hand and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Go kill people."

Ling Che covered her tightly in the quilt, stood up and walked out.

The knocking on the door continued.

The moment Qiao Ruyi heard the door open, she heard Ling Che's frighteningly cold voice.

"Are you two fucking sick?"

Qiao Ruyi quickly closed her eyes, pulled the quilt over her and buried her head in it.

This anger really looks like murderous intent.

Gently closing the door, Ling Che glanced at the two men at the door, his face full of impatience, "You don't even choose a day to die, right?"

When the two heard this, they lit the explosives.

Han Luochen took one look at the man's lingering aura of lust and knew what was going on. No man would be happy if his good deeds were interrupted, especially when they were only halfway done. This was truly enough to drive a man crazy.

The key point is that Song Yanzhi only told him that Ling Che had returned to London, but he didn't say who he brought back, nor did he say who he found here.

Ou Zilin lost his previous indifference towards Han Luochen and pointed to the door. "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law?"

Ling Che looked at him as if he was an idiot, and Ou Zilin immediately realized that he had indeed come at the wrong time.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry." Han Luochen apologized quickly with a smile, "Brother, I definitely didn't mean it."

"Get lost." Ling Che glanced at the door behind him and sent them downstairs. "Let's talk downstairs."

inside the house.

Qiao Ruyi listened to the conversation outside gradually fading away, then she tiptoed out of bed and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a look at the bright white light outside the curtains, she covered her face with her hands. It was so embarrassing in the afternoon.

Suddenly she breathed a sigh of relief and consoled herself that this was her and Ling Che's home, there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Even though she was comforting herself in this way, Qiao Ruyi still felt like she was caught cheating, so she quickly slipped into the bathroom to take a shower.