First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

Han Mushi looked at Song Qianyan's eyes fixed on the right side, and turned around to have a look.

In the darkness, a tall and handsome man, dressed in a dark brown suit, walked over quickly with a tall and handsome figure.

"Han Mushi, let her go."

The moment he saw Ou Jinchuan, Han Moshi woke up from the wine.

"Ou Jinchuan,"

Han Mushi stood upright, his fist clenched tighter and tighter, and he rushed forward to punch Ou Jinchuan.

Ou Jinchuan's originally upright body was thrown crookedly, and he almost fell to the ground, and flames erupted between the two of them for a moment.

Suddenly, the two fought together at the same time, punching and kicking so hard.

Song Qianyan stared at them blankly, why did they fight together in just a few seconds?

She hastily stepped forward to separate the two, but her small arms and legs couldn't support them at all.

Although they failed to separate the two, both Han Mushi and Ou Jinchuan were afraid of hurting her, and they were not fighting.

"Qianyan, you go first," the two said at the same time.

"Don't fight." Song Qianyan stared at the two anxiously, sweat was already dripping from his delicate face.

She didn't want to see either of them get hurt.

"Qianyan, you are obedient. Matters between men are resolved in a man's way. It's okay, please step aside?" Ou Jinchuan said patiently and gently.

"No, I just know that I don't want you to get hurt." Song Qianyan shook her head with a stubborn expression.

"Qianyan, get out of the way," Ou Jinchuan looked at Song Qianyan with unquestionable eyes.

"Jinchuan," Song Qianyan frowned and looked at him anxiously, but finally lost under his gaze, gently let go of the hand holding Ou Jinchuan's arm, and stood one meter away from him.

Afterwards, I saw the two of them fighting together fiercely again, you punched me, and soon Ou Jinchuan's white shirt was covered with dust from the ground, and Han Moshi's white T-shirt was not much better , There are ashes on the ground in several places.

After all, Han Mushi came from the underworld, how could Ou Jinchuan be his opponent.

Soon Ou Jinchuan was at a disadvantage and was pushed to the ground by Han Moshi, and he couldn't get up again.

Suddenly, Ou Jinchuan punched blood at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Song Qianyan's eyes were already red, and he hurried forward, fearing that Han Mushi would kill Ou Jinchuan just like that.

Song Qianyan stretched out his small hand and pulled Han Mushi away so easily, Han Mushi didn't resist at all.

Although he was not reconciled, Han Mushi still stood up, his eyes fixed on Song Qianyan so tightly, looking at her distressed eyes, his whole heart was tied to Ou Jinchuan.

Don't look at him at all, even though he was also injured, Ou Jinchuan has never been a good person, even if he was a master at chess, he still suffered a lot of injuries.

But Song Qianyan didn't care at all.

Her eyes never left Ou Jinchuan. Seeing Ou Jinchuan's handsome face with a bruised nose and swollen face, Song Qianyan cried as soon as her nose hurt.

And Ou Jinchuan raised his hand to wipe away her tears, "I'm fine," got up with Song Qianyan's support.

"Ou Jinchuan, I lost."

Ou Jinchuan remained silent.

"But you want me to give up your dream." Han Mushi tightly clenched his bleeding hands.

Ou Jinchuan didn't even look at him. Today he knew that he was not Han Mushi's opponent and still fought him if he wanted to pay back the favor he had saved Song Qianyan before. He would not owe his love rival anything.

As long as he is open-minded, Han Mushi can accept any trick.

Ou Jinchuan and Song Qianyan just left without looking back.

Song Qianyan's thoughts are all on Ou Jinchuan now, he doesn't care about Han Mushi who is behind him, he followed Ou Jinchuan into the car and drove away.

Han Mushi looked at the two people who were drifting away, and slowly loosened his clenched fists, feeling bitter all the way to his heart like drinking black coffee.

It doesn't matter if he wins the fight, he still loses to Song Qianyan, he loses in a mess.

How much he wanted to be the one who was lying on the ground and being beaten, and the one Song Qianyan loved was also him.

But these are just extravagant hopes.

After a long, long time, after Yue raised his brows, Han Mushi left the hospital entrance sadly.

Something was brewing in the cold eyes.

……

Ou Jinchuan looked at Song Qianyan sternly on the sofa in Ou's house that could accommodate more than a dozen people.

Song Qianyan applied the medicine to him carefully, not daring to raise his head to touch the tiger's beard, Ou Jinchuan was very jealous.

Ou Jinchuan felt extremely awkward in his heart, he wanted to push Song Qianyan away with a stern face, but he couldn't bear it, but when he thought of Han Mushi staring at his wife like a wolf every day, he felt uncomfortable.

I really want to tie a cup of Song Qianyan to his side.

But he thought of a better idea, and the color of his eyes deepened, and the desire in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Pulling away Song Qianyan who was working hard, Ou Jinchuan looked at her with desire and dissatisfaction.

Song Qianyan is wearing a small red dress today, her delicate face is flushed under the light, she looks like a tempting peach, which makes people's throat tighten.

Song Qianyan was confused by Ou Jinchuan, blinked his misty obsidian almond eyes, looked at Ou Jinchuan, when he saw that Ou Jinchuan's eyes were getting redder and his body temperature was getting higher and higher, Song Qianyan couldn't help but blushed and cursed, " You beast," turning around to run away.

Ou Jinchuan grabbed Song Qianyan, seeing the desire in Ou Jinchuan's eyes getting stronger and stronger, Song Qianyan's face turned pale, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Ou Jinchuan was a little funny, she was still so afraid of her shallow words after being married for so long.

Holding Song Qianyan's petite body, soft and fragrant, Ou Jinchuan suddenly stretched out his hand and tore the expensive little red dress.

"Jinchuan, don't..." Song Qianyan held Ou Jinchuan's hand and shook her head vigorously.

"I'll buy it for you again," Ou Jinchuan pushed down.

"No..." Song Qianyan was blocked by Ou Jinchuan before he could finish speaking.

No, it's not that she loves the skirt, she just...

After kissing enough, Ou Jinchuan's eyes slowly looked down from her blushing little face, there were fine beads of sweat on her delicate collarbone, and her trembling beauty fluctuated up and down with his dazzling eyes ...

Ou Jinchuan couldn't bear it anymore, his cold teeth slowly fell on Song Qianyan's delicate collarbone, all the way down...

In the dimly lit and ambiguous luxury bedroom, the scattered clothes were thrown all over the floor. The camera slowly turned to the large European double bed. The two entangled bodies were sweating like rain. Ou Jinchuan's strong hands grabbed her delicate body. Her arm, a new wave of dense kisses, like rain, sprinkled on all parts of her skin.

In the room, the breathing of both of them became extremely ambiguous, the bedside lamp blushed and buried deeply in the lampshade, leaving only a little bit of starlight.

Song Qianyan opened his blurred eyes, and the light was behind Ou Jinchuan, making his handsome face more three-dimensional. Song Qianyan looked at Ou Jinchuan's face, and every detail was portrayed like a stroke of magic, flawless.

He raised a big smile, but it was even more charming in Ou Jinchuan's eyes, and he couldn't help being intoxicated again.

A luxurious bedroom is a moment of joy.

……

A month later, Jin Yun.

Located on Jinniu Street, where every inch of gold is precious, this is the home of the rich and powerful in City A, and those who can come here are either rich or noble.

At this time, an extremely beautiful woman stood at the corner of the corridor on the second floor of Jinyun, looking at the dignitaries in the banquet hall on the first floor, her peach blossom eyes were clear and without any sadness or joy.

The entire banquet hall occupies a vast area and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Melodious and elegant music plays slowly, and there are waiters around constantly.

From time to time, people came in at the door of Jin Yun, flashing lights were constantly rotating high in the sky, and the voices of conversations in the crowd kept coming.

The woman looked at all this indifferently, until she saw two people slowly walking into the venue, there was a slight fluctuation in her eyes, her slender fingers were clenched tightly, and her demeanor was even colder.

One of them is a man in a black-brown suit. He is handsome and slender. He is 28 or [-] years old. The aura of the incumbent reveals the self-confidence and inability to look directly at the incumbent in his gestures.

The woman next to her was wearing a water-blue evening dress, which made her figure exquisite, graceful and touching. Under the superb makeup technology, her originally delicate face seemed to be a different person, bright and moving.

"Ou Jinchuan." People who knew the man in the surrounding crowd began to scream.

Ou Jinchuan seldom appeared on such occasions, let alone with his wife.

There were many surprised people around. In City A, Ou Jinchuan represented the top of the business pyramid.

After a long time, everyone recovered from their astonishment, and some people started to chat with each other just around the corner, and the drinks were full of flattery and admiration.

The woman on the second floor took a deep breath. The person she had been waiting for finally came, hatred and unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

She started to move her slender feet, and everyone saw a beautiful and cold woman walking down slowly from the second floor. Her skin was like jade, and her satin-like black hair was gently pulled behind her ears by a ruby ​​hairpin, revealing her slender hair. She has a strong neck, and she is wearing a simple bright red dress, which sets her off like a fairy in the world, bright and beautiful, enchanting and moving.

It's just cold and abnormal, and there is no emotion in a pair of eyes.

"What a beautiful woman, so flawless." Many people in the crowd were amazed, but no one seemed to recognize this wonderful woman.

After the woman walked down, she began to pick up the wine glass in the waiter's hand, and leaned against the window to look out the window quietly, as if the bustle inside had nothing to do with her.

Suddenly the music stopped, Wang Qing, the organizer of the banquet, walked slowly towards the middle, every step was so noble and elegant.

Wang Qing, a well-known female entrepreneur in City A, has a certain status in the shopping malls of City A with her iron and blood skills. She is friendly and makes many friends.

"Hi everyone, I'm Wang Qin. First of all, I would like to thank everyone for coming to this banquet in spite of their busy schedules, especially Mr. Ou Jinchuan."

Ou Jinchuan looked directly into Wang Qing's eyes and smiled.

Easy applause began to erupt all around.

Wang Qing thanked everyone with a smile, then walked slowly towards the cold woman by the window, and smiled at her, "Today, I will introduce to you my friend Miss Mu Shudie. Our book is not only beautiful but also a gold medalist." Secretary. She has been working hard abroad, and this time she returns to China because she wants to develop in China, and I hope you will continue to support her in the future."

Mu Shudie raised a beautiful smile, with a touch of alienation, "Hi everyone, I'm Mu Shudie."

Wang Qing looked at Mu Shudie's indifferent appearance, and she was no stranger to it.

The banquet was still going on, but that cool and beautiful figure remained in everyone's hearts forever.