Female President's Protector

"Luo Qingcheng, stop for me!"

Just when Zhang Yi and the two had just walked out, Xue Huaiman followed and roared angrily looking at their backs.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, turned around, his eyes became extremely dark, like a dry well for thousands of years, and two gloomy cold lights burst out: "What do you want?"

"me……"

Seeing Zhang Yi's cold and bloodthirsty eyes, Xue Huaiman trembled all over, her teeth were chattering, and her complexion turned pale for a while. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak at all.

Zhang Yi walked towards Xue Huaiman unhurriedly, exuding the aura of purgatory all over his body.

Feeling Zhang Yi walking towards her step by step, Xue Huaiman bit her lips tightly, she wanted to back subconsciously, but the sound of Zhang Yi's footsteps shocked her heart, her legs seemed to be tied to a heavy rock, and she couldn't move. Move half a minute.

"I don't know why you are targeting Qingcheng, but if I find out about your evil intentions again, I will definitely kill you!"

boom!

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Xue Huaiman was paralyzed on the ground, especially the last few words, without a trace of warmth, which made her feel as if she had seen the god of death, which was very terrifying.

Involuntarily, she became incontinent.

Yes, a puddle of yellow liquid flowed out from under her, and a smell of urine filled the corridor.

Zhang Yi turned around, grinned, and said with a soft smile, "Let's go."

"Yeah." Luo Qingcheng didn't even look at Xue Huaiman, and lightened her pretty face.

After Zhang Yi left, the oppressive atmosphere in the entire Imperial Hall disappeared instantly.

They also knew the situation at the door at a glance, but no one went to help Xue Huaiman. After all, they didn't want to die. Didn't they see that Gongsun Jianqing and Ye Shao were still there?

Besides, Murong Chao's boyfriend had given up on her, so they wouldn't go out foolishly.

"Ye... Young Master Ye..."

"In the future, I will know people with my eyes. Fortunately, Mr. Zhang let you off a lot." Gongsun Jianqing took a deep look at Ye Yingyi, who was pale, and said lightly.

"Yes!"

Immediately, Gongsun Jianqing also left the Emperor's Hall. He originally had a dinner here, but now he can't take care of it anymore. He has to go back and tell the old man that Zhang Yi will be a guest in two days, and tell the old man what happened tonight , Let's see how the old man dealt with it.

After all, everyone in Gongsun's family knew that Zhang Yi was not only Zhang's lunatic, but also his father's savior. They all knew about Zhang Yi's rescue of his grandfather in Zhonghai.

As soon as Gongsun Jianqing left, everyone sighed again.

"Ye... Young Master Ye..."

"Fuck, labor and capital were almost killed by you!" Ye Yingyi roared like thunder, pointing at Murong Chao angrily.

What the hell is Zhang Yi a jerk?

I think your whole family is just a little boy.

"Who is he?"

"Crazy Zhang, the youngest of the Zhang family, really angered him. There will be no hiding place for you in the whole world."

"what?"

"Ah, you sister, that's stupid!" Ye Yingyi scolded angrily: "In Yanjing, if he killed you, no one will avenge you, and even the children of those high-ranking families have to respectfully call Zhang Shao, you are so special!" What do you mean he is a little boy?"

"Grass, you can do it yourself!" After Ye Yingyi finished speaking, he left angrily.

A class reunion broke up so badly, everyone was shocked.

But they all knew that it was rumored that Zhang Yi was a bad boy and Xue Huaiman, so they deleted Xue Huaiman's contact information after returning home to prevent her from coming to him.

The autumn water is rippling, and the waves are full of waves. It is warm and cool, and the brows are lightly dropped.

Autumn brings coolness, but also depression and defeat.

The autumn wind blew over the faces of the passing crowd, as well as the young men and women who were still bare-chested and backless.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi held each other's hands, walking comfortably and comfortably on the street, looking at the crowd in twos and threes, their faces beaming with joy.

"Accompaniment in fleeting years is worthy of a lifetime!" Zhang Yi held Luo Qingcheng's catkin tightly, and said softly, his eyes were full of deep love.

Luo Qingcheng's fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, she pursed her lower lip slightly, and lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhang Yi.

It's not so much that I dare not, it's better to say that I can't stand Zhang Yi's warmth. Every time he is like this, I can't help but want to love him.

Time flies, and good times always fly by.

The two were still wandering in the street, and a phone call from Zhang Guoxing interrupted their warmth.

Back in the car, Zhang Yi started the car, and said bitterly, "I'm a busy person by nature."

Luo Qingcheng covered her mouth with a chuckle, took off her seat belt, stepped over the gear, sat on Zhang Yi's lap, and instantly kissed her sweetly.

For a long time, Luo Qingcheng lay on Zhang Yi's chest, opened her small mouth slightly, exhaled an orchid-like fragrance, and patted Zhang Yi's chest lightly with her small white hand.

I just planned to reward him, but I don't know that this guy has to push forward.

If he hadn't almost suffocated, he wouldn't have dared to let go, right?

A few minutes later, Luo Qingcheng sat back in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. Seeing that Zhang Yi was still looking at him tenderly, he was annoyed and funny: "Let's go!"

"As ordered!"

Zhang Yi subconsciously licked his lower lip, laughed and started the car.

Seeing Zhang Yi's actions, Luo Qingcheng immediately blushed, and felt a sweetness in her heart.

"What's the matter?" Upon returning to Zhang's house, Zhang Yi muttered dissatisfiedly.

Suddenly, his heart tightened, his big hand holding Luo Qingcheng Su's hand tightened, and his brows frowned.

"Reaper, let's talk." At this moment, a tall blond man about two meters tall stood up and greeted Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi stared coldly, pulled Luo Qingcheng behind him, and said in a cold voice, "What's there to talk about?"

"Hehe." The big foreigner sneered, with displeasure flashing across his brows: "Our prince is getting impatient."

"and then?"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, the big foreign man's face froze, and his face was full of anger: "If you don't go to lift the seal, the prince will do it himself, and then don't blame us."

"Over the years, our prince has blessed you a lot."

"Then let him come and talk to me in person, seeing off the guests!" Zhang Yi frowned coldly, not caring about the big man's anger at all.

Zhang Yi knew that this person was Clement, the representative of the blood clan who participated in the Xuanwu Conference. He never expected that Christine would send him here.

"Humph!"

Clement snorted coldly, took a deep look at Zhang Yi, and walked out of Zhang's house angrily.

"Xiao Yi, what is this?" Zhang Guoxing never knew why the blood clan representative came to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi frowned deeply, let out a breath of foul air, and said bitterly, "It's okay."

"Mr. Clement, let's talk about cooperation." When Clement left Zhang's house, a figure stopped him and said with a smile.