Chapter 1610 (2/2)

Listening to her estranged and polite voice, Xuanying dropped her black eyes, ”it's okay, it's okay...”

”Beep” twice, and the end hung up directly.

She hung up.

Xuanying pinched the mobile phone, put the cigarette on his thin lips and took a deep breath. Maybe it was too urgent. He bent his waist and coughed violently.

When he looked up, he saw an old man in his fifties driving a Rolls Royce parked at the door of a small foreign house outside the glass window.

Xuanying was stunned. Is this Mr. Leland?

His glazed black eyes suddenly splashed a cold light, and his big palm opened the door. He stood outside with long legs and smoked the last cigarette. Then he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and twisted it out with heavy military boots.

Xuan Ying pulled out her long legs and walked over.

As soon as the old man in the car got off, a strong fist beat him like a storm.

……

Bang bang.

The maid in the small foreign house heard a knock on the door outside, like a man knocking with his fist. Her strong strength seemed to break through the door in the next second.

”Who's coming, coming!”

The maid hurriedly opened the door.

The cold wind outside suddenly invaded in. A tall and straight body stood by the door. The man was too tall, like a door god, with a strong aura.

”Who are you looking for?” Asked the maid.

Xuanying glanced faintly at the maid and went directly into the small foreign house. He glanced around with hawk like ink eyes, ”Lingling! Lingling!”

”Sir, who the hell are you? You're breaking into a famous house. I'll call the police!”

Xuanying pulled out his legs and went upstairs directly.

”Sir!” The maid wants to hold Xuanying.

Xuanying turned his head, and his gloomy eyes fell on the maid.

When the maid was stiff, Xuanying was a military general. The waist had its own sonorous and healthy pull-out of the military general, and the fierce and gloomy atmosphere made the maid's scalp numb.

The maid dared not say another word.

Xuanying went upstairs and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

……

As soon as he entered the room, Xuanying smelled a soft and beautiful woman fragrance of fragrant nephrite bone, which was quite different from the cold wind outside. The soft bed and high pillow in the room was a gentle grave for a single man who had been garrisoned in a bitter and cold place for three years.

Xuanying footsteps a meal, then heard Xia Ling's voice, ”aunt, I've taken a bath, you help me wipe the moisturizer.”

Xuanying raised her eyes and saw a pretty shadow in front of her.

Xia Ling had just taken a bath and was lying on a rattan chair by the French window. She was wearing a backless black hip wrap skirt.

As soon as Xuanying's pupil shrinks, his eyes fall on her and can't move any more.

Her whole pretty back is exposed. A woman's skin is like high-grade lanolin. Before touching it, she can feel that she can't leave her hands. Her waist is deeply concave, but her hips are up, pretty and straight. The deep S-shape almost makes him bleed.

Xuanying hasn't thought about talking to women for three years. When she suddenly saw such an exciting scene, she felt like burning coals rolling in her throat.

”Aunt, what are you doing? Come here quickly.”

Xia Ling has been tired all day. Now her arms are under her pillow. Even her voice is a little lazy and charming.

Xuanying walked over.

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