my money kingdom

Chapter 249
About five or six minutes later, Wang Chengming came back with a familiar retro bottle in his hand. When he walked to the door, Chen Hui smelled a familiar spicy smell.

Childhood memories, Chen Hui was very mischievous when he was a child, and he often used safflower oil to wipe his hands and feet on bruises and sprains.

Not to mention, it doesn't look very good, but it really works, and the symptoms usually improve a lot in two or three days.

Later, when I grew up, I basically used Yunnan Baiyao. Where can I use safflower oil?

Now it can only be seen in rural areas.

"What! Go ahead, I promise to keep my mouth shut." Wang Chengming grinned, and that almost made me know everything on the surface.

Chen Hui raised his eyebrows. This Wang Chengming didn't learn anything else well, but he learned a lot from the bad ones.

It seems that there were indeed problems in his childhood education. In the future, he will have to shoulder the burden.

A godson is also a son!

"What nonsense are you talking about, I just went out for a walk and got knocked on my foot, that's why I need safflower oil." Chen Hui explained.

"Little uncle, I understand, I understand everything! Go ahead, you're already an adult, these are trivial things." Wang Chengming still insisted on his opinion, and said with a sinister smile.

That way, it's a bit creepy.

Chen Hui shook his head, didn't bother to explain, and went upstairs.

In fact, Song Siyun slept on the first floor. It stands to reason that Chen Hui should go downstairs, but in order not to arouse suspicion, he had to go upstairs first.

Wang Chengming looked at Chen Huiyuan's back, and raised his thumb again.

Chen Hui deserves to make a lot of money, and this game is beyond his reach.

At most, he would just hang out with some foxes and friends, plus practical props, this is the maximum.

Look at Chen Hui, get started with safflower oil directly, tsk tsk!

Wang Chengming couldn't imagine the taste.

However, his ancestral grave is now smoking, and sooner or later he will have Chen Hui's net worth, shouldn't he learn how the upper class play?
Otherwise, if he really doesn't know how to play at that time, will someone call him a bitch.

Those in the upper class are really different!

Wang Chengming went back to his room to sleep after expressing his emotions. He was very tired these days.

Chen Hui went upstairs, sat in the lobby to rest for a few minutes, and then went downstairs lightly.

After all, the following things are not suitable for children, and they are also quite stupid, so too many people should not know about them.

Especially Wang Shu and Wang Xinyi, otherwise they would have been busy for nothing these few days.

Chen Hui walked to the door of Song Siyun's room, and the light overflowed through the tiny crack in the door.

I haven't slept yet.

Chen Hui also knocked on the door with confidence.

"bang bang bang"

There was a slight knock on the door, even if the people in the room did not listen carefully, they would not be able to detect it.

The main reason is that people from the Wang family slept opposite Song Siyun, so Chen Hui didn't dare to make a big noise.

After waiting for half a minute, no one came to answer the door. It seemed that they really didn't hear.

Really, why is the door of this Wang family so easy to buy?
Can't even hear the knock on the door, it's useless.

"bang bang bang"

Chen Hui knocked again.

"Bang bang bang."

...

After knocking several times, no one came to the door.

Chen Hui finally understood that Song Siyun inside knew that the person outside was him.

Chen Hui knew in his heart that Song Siyun actually wanted him to come in at this time, all women have a weak side, and Song Siyun was no exception.

The more you don't let him in, the more you want him in.

Chen Hui also discovered that Song Siyun was a bit masochistic and liked to be exciting.

Now it's just out of a woman's reserve, and to maintain her remaining arrogance, playing petty temper here.

[I saw that your foot seemed to be hurt just now, I brought you some safflower oil, hurry up and open the door. 】

Chen Hui took out his mobile phone and sent Song Siyun a message.

The response was yes, but it was a little annoying.

[I fell asleep and my feet don't hurt, so get out. 】

Chen Hui sneered and replied.

[Believe it or not, I just broke in. At worst, I don't want to stay with the Wang family. I don't care about face.Besides, if you don't rub some lotion on your feet tonight, there will definitely be a big swelling tomorrow. Believe it or not, you can't even walk. Open the door quickly, I beg you. 】

In order to have a kiss with Fangze tonight, Chen Hui did not hesitate to do anything, and even licked the dog a little bit.

It doesn't matter, embarrassment is only lost at this moment, and no one knows.

Besides, the lost face will be recovered later.

Song Siyun was half lying on the bed, her trousers were rolled up to her knees, revealing her fair calf and delicate feet, as if carved from white jade, but the white jade was flawed, and there was a red and swollen spot behind her right calf.

Song Siyun squeezed, her brows were furrowed in pain, she didn't look like Sister Gao Leng Yu, she was just a weak woman in urgent need of help.

While rubbing gently, Song Siyun looked at the WeChat conversation with Chen Huiliang on the phone screen.

Chen Hui's last words made her feel angry and secretly happy.

How dare someone surnamed Chen threaten her?Do you really think she grew up on milk?

However, Song Siyun can still taste the deep concern revealed in it.

Unexpectedly, a stinky man like Chen Hui would know how to care for women, but he would still care about her after having a girlfriend. He really deserves to be a scumbag.

Nonsence.

Song Siyun struggled for a while, then made a decision, she went to open the door to let Chen Hui in.

But if Chen Hui made a move on her, she would yell loudly at worst. She would not be able to defeat Chen Hui in a fight, and she was very self-aware in this regard.

So, Song Siyun moved her steps slowly, with the corners of her mouth curled up, there was no sign of pain in her eyes, and she could vaguely see a joy in it.

He seemed very satisfied with Chen Hui's shameless approach.

"Zizzi"

The door opened slowly, and Song Siyun's pretty face instantly turned cold, she snorted softly, stretched out her hand and said, "Bring the safflower oil."

Chen Hui looked at Song Siyun who was still holding it, smiled, and said while looking inside: "Sister Song, my good sister. Why is your room so fragrant? The Wang family treats it too differently."

"Oh, you can't go in." Song Siyun stretched out her hand to stop Chen Hui, and said softly.

"I'm going in."

"You can't come in."

"Just go in."

"No."

The two were arguing, but they seemed to be afraid of being discovered by others, and their voices were extremely soft.

Song Siyun's pretty face flushed, as if she realized that there were other deeper consciousnesses in the few words just now, coupled with the touch of Chen Hui's uneven abdominal muscles from her arm, even through her clothes, Song Siyun could clearly feel it.

It turned out that Chen Hui had such a good figure, Song Siyun subconsciously nodded and swallowed.

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, coupled with intimate contact, both of them could clearly hear their breaths, Song Siyun's pretty face was getting redder and hotter, and she felt hotter and hotter, and she couldn't exert any strength in her hands, so she was caught. Chen Hui forced his way in.

"Chen Hui, you!"

Song Siyun turned her head and saw Chen Hui sitting on her bed, staring at Chen Hui with raised eyebrows and stomping feet.

Chen Hui said with a smile: "The door is still closed, I really want to be seen."

Song Siyun snorted coldly and closed the door reluctantly.

If it wasn't for the embarrassing news, she would have taught Chen Hui a lesson.

Song Siyun dragged her injured foot and slowly moved towards the bed step by step.

Chen Hui couldn't help laughing at this funny scene.

"Why are you laughing? It's all your fault." Song Siyun scolded, and casually picked up something next to her and threw it at Chen Hui.

Chen Hui smiled and said, "Okay, dear Miss Song! It's all my fault, I sincerely apologize, okay?"

"Don't shout, who is your dear?" Besides, I don't accept your apology.Song Siyun frowned slightly, and sat on the sofa far away from Chen Hui.

This room is also the master bedroom, which is quite large, with a sofa and an independent bathroom.

"Okay, don't play your temper. Come here, I'll rub safflower oil on you, so that you won't be able to walk back tomorrow." Chen Hui waved his hands and said with concern.

"Get out, do you think I'm a dog? Why are you beckoning? Give me the safflower oil, and I'll wipe it off myself. Hurry up and get out." Song Siyun's pretty face flushed again.

"Okay, what do you know about rubbing safflower oil? This is a technical job, and I need an expert like me. Now that you are a patient, I am too lazy to argue with you." Chen Hui got up and walked towards Song Siyun. .

Song Siyun was sitting on the sofa, and she was looking up at Chen Hui. From her perspective, Chen Hui's face was ferocious, really scary.

This startled her, she curled up on the sofa, and said again and again: "Chen Hui, I can do it myself. Sit over there, don't come over, believe it or not, I will call someone when you come again?"

Song Siyun regretted opening the door. She knew about Chen Hui's past, but she never expected that Chen Hui would be so courageous that he would be so brave as a lonely man and a widow?Song Siyun was angry and annoyed, regretful and ashamed, ashamed and afraid.

What can we do now?
"save…"

Before she could utter a sound, Chen Hui pinched the tender flesh on both sides of Song Siyun's cheeks with one hand, and then there was a sound of "woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Don't call, I'll go out after wiping you off." Chen Hui frowned, looking at the redness and swelling on Song Siyun's calf, he said in a warm voice.

"You get out."

As soon as Chen Hui let go, Song Siyun clenched into a fist and hit Chen Hui.

But Chen Hui's hand had already gently massaged her calf, and Song Siyun had no choice but to say, "Hurry up and be gentle."

"Don't worry, I've done this kind of job a lot, so I'm sure." Chen Huiyun said lightly.

Song Siyun frowned, and said a little unhappy: "How many women have you rubbed against?"

"Not many, only a hundred or eighty." Chen Hui smiled.

"Sure enough, he's a scumbag." Song Siyun muttered.

Chen Hui relaxed his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I'm too lazy to lie to you, you are the first woman I use safflower oil on."

Listening to Chen Hui's explanation, Song Siyun's mouth couldn't help but curl up, but she still blamed her and said, "Who asked you to wipe it for me, you forced it."

Song Siyun's eyes were cold and charming, just watching Chen Hui gently rubbing her legs with his hands.

From time to time, the brows are furrowed, from time to time they are relaxed, from time to time they laugh, and from time to time they are very serious...

In short, Song Siyun actually felt that Chen Hui was so handsome at the moment, her heartbeat accelerated, her breathing became short of breath, and her cheeks were flushed.

Under Chen Hui's bushy eyebrows are a pair of deep, standard man's eyes, full of heroic spirit, which makes people sink in unconsciously just by looking at them.

With a straight nose, moderately thick lips, and an extremely handsome face, Song Siyun was a little lost.

To be honest, Song Siyun felt that Chen Hui was much more handsome than when she first met her.

Every woman is a face controler, and every man is also a face controler, and they all like beautiful things.

Song Siyun is no exception.

Her father had arranged her path long ago. She majored in finance, and planned to pursue a career in banking, followed by politics.

It's easier this way, and you don't need to lower the base.

Although not promoted to the highest position, which woman has been promoted?

It would be amazing to be able to reach her father's level.

Therefore, she has met many young heroes in her 20 years of life.

There are people who are more handsome than Chen Hui, some have better families than Chen Hui, and some have outstanding talents...

There are many, many, but there is no one who can compare with Chen Hui.

Chen Hui is a few years younger than her, but he has a net worth of tens of billions by himself. He can't be said to be very talented, but at least he has luck and ability.

Song Siyun doesn't know where Chen Hui will go in the future.

At least now she is far inferior to Chen Hui, if not for her family background, she might not be worthy of having so many conversations with Chen Hui.

Chen Hui's appearance is also very handsome, not much better than many male stars she has seen.

At this time, looking at Chen Hui who was gently rubbing her calf for her, Song Siyun felt that her heart was a little moved.

If I knew it earlier, I would not have agreed to introduce her cousin to Chen Hui.

Later, she will find a man to marry after entering politics anyway, so why not marry Chen Hui?

But does she still have a chance?
Or is Chen Hui willing?
Or is it because Chen Hui is only greedy for her appearance, and has never understood her inside, so how could he like her all the time?
Song Siyun was taken aback, the longer it grew, the more it grew.

Chen Hui was different. It wasn't the first time he touched Song Siyun's legs. The last time he touched the beautiful black silk legs, this time he touched the smooth and delicate calves.

The safflower oil in his hand seemed to be effective, and it was a little hot. Chen Hui rubbed the ground more and more vigorously, and the touch became more and more real.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Song Siyun's white chin, graceful neck, long and dense eyelashes trembling slightly from the contact of the waves, a bit confused and a bit painful on her beautiful face.

Chen Hui swallowed for a while.

The safflower oil in my hand is almost finished.

What should he do next?
Is it possible to go out?
Doesn't it mean that there is no gain in the past few days, and he must not be chopped into pieces?

So, is it up?or on it?
What method should I use?
gentle?overbearing?Cold and proud?Or half-push?
He was pushed down?
For a moment, Chen Hui's imagination was running wild, but the hand painted with safflower oil couldn't help getting lighter and lighter, and the angle and position became more and more strange.

Gradually, neither of them felt the same, Chen Hui's hand slowly moved from his fair calf to Song Siyun's thigh, and even the pajamas and trousers were gradually rolled up.

Smelling the elegant fragrance of Song Siyun's body, and thinking of Song Siyun's proud and glamorous appearance in a bank uniform, her beautiful legs wrapped in black silk and high heels, Chen Hui gradually stood up and got closer and closer to Song Siyun.

It seemed that after taking another step, she threw herself into Song Siyun's arms.

"Chen Hui, what are you doing?"

The voice is a little panic, a little shame, and a little unspeakable expectation.

(End of this chapter)