Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

It's only natural for him to hug his wife to sleep, why is he not self-respecting?
Yang Zhuoying resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and corrected, "I'm not your wife."

He Junlin's eyes darkened, and he reminded her: "We are married, and you are my wife legally."

"Who knows?" Yang Zhuoying muttered in a low voice, and reminded him: "We are just a marriage agreement. In other people's eyes, you and I are just friends. Don't forget, we have three chapters in the agreement, and you won't force me to do it. whatever you want."

He Junlinjun's face sank, and a powerful aura suddenly opened up. Being stared at by him sharply, Yang Zhuoying felt his legs go limp, so he heard him say: "Tomorrow's auction."

Yang Zhuoying was taken aback, what happened to the auction?
The voice behind him was a little soft, she couldn't hear it clearly, so she had to get closer, and he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

His delicate body was tightly locked in his arms, "Let me go!"

Yang Zhuoying didn't dare to struggle hard. He was not wearing any clothes at this time, and if he moved more widely, he would touch places that shouldn't be touched.

He Junlin relaxed his strength, leaned into her ear, and said softly: "Don't move around, I won't do anything to you, just hug you quietly like this... Tomorrow, if you want to take pictures of Angel's Tears smoothly, just Don't reject me."

A warm breath blew to her earlobe, Yang Zhuoying's body trembled slightly, her little face flushed suddenly, but she didn't dare to struggle any more, and even her tone softened a bit.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm not used to sleeping in a strange environment, I can only fall asleep if I hold you," he said, rubbing his cheek against her pussy.

The empty heart seemed to be filled with softness, and the fragrance of her body filled his nostrils, which made him relax physically and mentally.

At this moment, a man and a woman embrace each other on the bed, and the warm lights shine on the two of them, creating an ambiguous and warm atmosphere.

Feeling that he was really just hugging her and not doing any other deviant behavior, Yang Zhuoying's tense nerves relaxed, and she couldn't help complaining, "Am I your pillow?"

"No, you are my sleeping pill."

What kind of nonsense is this?Yang Zhuoying struggled subconsciously. Being held by him like this, her body became stiff like a piece of wood, and she was extremely uncomfortable.

"Can you let me go, I can't breathe anymore."

He let go of her as he said, and stroked her smooth forehead with his slender fingers, his eyes were helpless.

"Sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."

Not long after, there was the sound of his regular breathing behind him. He held her hands and relaxed a little.

He fell asleep?
Yang Zhuoying was overjoyed, and wanted to break free from his restraint, but only moved. He tightened his grip on her again, as if there was a sign of waking up, and she was so scared that she dared not move again.

Her whole body was stiff and she didn't dare to move, her nerves were tense. After an unknown period of time, He Junlin didn't seem to wake up. She just quietly hugged her to sleep. Slowly, she relaxed, unknowingly. fell asleep.

When her breathing became calmer, He Junlin, who was asleep, opened his eyes suddenly, stared at her peaceful sleeping face, and after a while, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, and then turned off the bedside lamp , holding her to sleep.

The next day, when Yang Zhuoying opened her eyes, He Junlin was no longer in the room. He didn't come back from outside until she finished washing and changing, and he brought two breakfasts in his hand.

"I came back with breakfast, come and eat."

Unlike Yang Zhuoying who was a little embarrassed, He Junlin acted like nothing happened, arranged the breakfast in his hands on the tea table, and invited her to eat together.

Probably infected by his frank attitude, Yang Zhuoying didn't hold back, and sat down opposite him generously, eating the breakfast he brought back.

"There will be two auctions, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. The auction in the morning is for some famous wines and some luxury goods, and the auction for antiques, famous paintings and jewelry in the afternoon. You can see what you like."

After breakfast, He Junlin handed Yang Zhuoying a booklet, which was the catalog of today's auction. He went out just now to get this booklet.

Yang Zhuoying took the brochure, and flipped through the pages to see what auction items were on offer today. Originally, she was only here for the tears of angels, but when she saw some antiques and jewelry, she still couldn't help but take a second look.

"This black truffle actually costs 200 million?" Is it inlaid with gold or diamonds, so it's so expensive?

He Junlin glanced at the black truffle in the album, and said casually: "It's only 200 million. The price of that black truffle that Weng Chen bought last time was 300 million. I guess this one should be able to fetch 400 million today. You Also interested?"

"No." She denied it without even thinking about it. It would be better to kill her if she spent several million yuan to photograph such a black truffle.

"You don't have to save money for me, just tell me what you like, and I'll take a picture and give it to you." He Junlin smiled dotingly.

Yang Zhuoying stared at the brochure, attracted by the pictures on it, did not see his eyes, just thought he was joking with her, and did not take his words to heart.

"Thanks, but, apart from Angel Tears, I don't have anything else I want for the time being."

If you don't want anything else, why are you holding the brochure and refusing to let go?Regarding her duplicity, He Junlin secretly shook his head.

"By the way, you haven't told me yet, what do you want?" Looking at the auction items on the brochure, Yang Zhuoying asked casually.

"This is not what I want." He Junlin said indifferently.

Yang Zhuoying was surprised, "You mean, there is nothing you want in this auction?" Didn't he come to this auction after checking it out?
He Junlin pondered for a while, thinking about what to say.

"Originally, what I wanted would appear in this auction. However, I found the seller and made a deal with him in advance. Therefore, the organizer revised the catalog overnight, and it will no longer appear in the auction."

Yang Zhuoying blinked, "Is there still such an operation?" Fortunately, Angel Tears was not manipulated by a black box, otherwise, she would have come for nothing this time.

"I have inquired. There are at least three people who came here for Angel's Tears this time. Each of them is rich and powerful. You may not be able to defeat them." He Junlin suddenly dropped a depth bomb. Who were those opponents, Yang Zhuoying was in a bad mood.

"Honey, can you help me?" She looked at him, blinked her eyes full of expectation.

Facing her pair of starry eyes, knowing that she wanted something from him, that's why she showed such adoring little eyes, He Junlin still nodded in a strange way.

Just as soon as he agreed, he regretted it a little.

"You're so kind, thank you." Yang Zhuoying immediately put on a sweet smile, and said good words as if she didn't need money.

Looking at her smiling face, the trace of regret in He Junlin's heart slowly dissipated.

"Then what are you going to do? Do you also have a private deal with that seller? But now that Angel's Tears is still on the auction catalogue, will it be too late?" Yang Zhuoying asked worriedly.