Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

In the early morning of winter, it was freezing cold, and the sunlight shined through the thin mist on the bottoming shirt, like a silver gauze gently blowing.

The new year, a day that should have been joyful and festive, turned out to be a disaster for the Xuanyuan family.

Xuanyuan Xuanye passed away in a coma at the door of his house. After treatment, his legs became disabled. He was already incapacitated, and now he is paralyzed. Under the double blow, he became completely insane and went crazy.

Xuanyuan Han and his wife made a big fuss at the old man's place, crying and demanding an explanation. They knew that the heir was dead, so they had to drag Di Yuanjue into the water even if they risked their lives.

In the study, Xuanyuan Xuanye's parents gathered together, with the purpose of dragging Di Yuanjue into the execution hall, making him endure inhuman torture and finally die there.

"Dad, you can't be so partial. Even if the boss has been dead for so many years and the child has just been found, he can't make Xuan Ye look like this. After all, they are brothers. Sibling cannibalism is prohibited by the Xuanyuan family rules. Rules, how can he be lawless if he is the heir? "

"In this case, does the Xuanyuan family no longer need to abide by the rules? Or is it that only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps?"

Sharp words kept popping out of Mrs. Xuanyuan's mouth.

There are only two conditions for being the heir to the Xuanyuan Family: first, bloodline from the Xuanyuan Family, and second, superior ability.

They knew that their child's ability was not as good as God's, but after all, his body was intact. If he worked hard, he might still be able to become the head of the family. After all, they knew how Xuanyuan Han became the head of the family.

Now that the child is disabled, it is completely worse.

Mrs. Xuanyuan had no choice but to play the emotional card and talk about the rules at the same time, asking the old man to call Di Yuanjue back as punishment.

Xuanyuan Hongchuan was as steady as an old dog, stroking the porcelain cup with his fingers. It felt fine. His voice was experienced and steady, "Do you have evidence that Di Yuan Jue did this?"

Mrs. Xuanyuan sneered twice, as if she would not give up, "Xuan Ye has already said that it is Emperor Yuan Jue who harmed the Xuanyuan family. He should be investigated by the people of the execution hall. If this is indeed the case, he will be punished.

Dad, you won’t be so partial just because you are Di Yuanjue, right? "

"You won't warn me around the corner."

Xuanyuan Hongchuan placed the tea cup on the coffee table, and the sound of collision made the atmosphere even weirder.

He has controlled the Xuanyuan family for decades. Even though he no longer controls the Xuanyuan family, his cold and powerful aura is enough to scare everyone.

Having experienced the battlefield of life and death, even a look can kill everything instantly.

In the study, everyone was silent.

After a while, I heard Xuanyuan Hongchuan's cold voice, "Go ahead, I will arrange this matter."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, their father had not given up on Xuan Ye yet.

-

On the 5-meter large bed, sunlight shines through the gaps in the bedroom.

A handsome man can be vaguely seen hugging the beautiful girl tightly from behind, in a very possessive and possessive posture. In this sleeping position, the man is by no means comfortable, but he can feel every move of the woman.

The phone vibrated slightly, and the beautiful sleeping man frowned slightly. He stood up quickly, pressed down the phone on his head, and pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, looking gloomy and angry.

Long Qingcheng just frowned, but because of Di Yuanjue's quick comfort, he fell asleep again.

Di Yuanjue looked at the missed call on his phone and it was Wang Yulun.

Because I pressed reject, it was a simple text message sent by Wang Yulun.

Sacrifice on Sunday, return soon. ---Wang Yulun.

This year's sacrifice has been brought forward.

Long Qingcheng, who turned over, opened her eyes. She was wearing the same black satin couple's pajamas, as if two people were one, and she put her arm on her forehead.

The voice was slightly lazy, "What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock."

Di Yuanjue put down his cell phone and once again put the girl's arms in his arms. With a movement, his top rolled up slightly, revealing his strong abdominal muscles, which was sultry and alluring.

Sexy and tight.

Long Qingcheng lay half of her body on Di Yuanjue's body. Her fingers caressed the honey-colored breasts lovingly, and her voice had a bewitching tone. "You didn't feel happy about the text message that just came?"

Di Yuanjue was indeed unhappy and wanted to go back again.

But going back this time can solve Xuanyuan Xuanye's matter, and it doesn't count as a trip. He buried his head on the side of the woman's neck, biting and kissing her neck greedily, biting her in the end.

Gee...

Long Qingcheng pushed the man in front of her, "Are you a dog?" Her neck was not a bone, and she was chewing it like crazy. She couldn't go out during the day?

Di Yuanjue put his hand on Long Qingcheng's chest and wrapped his other hand around his waist. He said in a deep and hoarse voice, "It's just to deal with the clown who jumped off the beam. He will be back soon."

Oh, I see.

Xuanyuan Xuanye.

The two were intimate on the bed for nearly an hour. Long Qingcheng, who was weak, was carried into the bathroom by Princess Di Yuanjue. He washed himself for nearly 40 minutes before coming out.

In the cloakroom.

Long Qingcheng looked at the red marks all over her fair neck. She glanced at the man who was choosing clothes and sighed helplessly.

At this time, she was wearing a white bathrobe. She was astonishingly beautiful. Her long waterfall-like hair was tied behind her back. She rested her chin on her elbow, with a lazy and charming posture, "Di Yuanjue, look at what you have done. I How can I go out to meet people like this?”

Although he was angry, his tone was full of doting.

Di Yuanjue held two sweaters of the same style in his hands, the red one was very festive, mainly for couples.

His deep eyes were shining with starlight, "How about wearing this?" I'm going to meet friends this afternoon. Although I don't really like wearing sweaters, this is mainly a couple's sweater.

Long Qingcheng: "..."

This bitch, he didn't listen to her at all.

-

It was almost half past nine when the two of them came out of the house.

Fortunately, Ying Lei bought the gifts for Long Qingyun in advance, otherwise the two of them would not be able to arrive at Long Qingyun's home even at 12 o'clock.

The two of them were wearing the couple's sweaters they bought last time, carrying gift boxes in both hands, and came directly to a mid-to-high-end community. This was bought by Long Qingyun and Zhang Yun after their divorce. It had two bedrooms and one living room, which was not too big. , it’s just right for two people to live in, but a bit big for one person to live in.

There was a knock on the door, and Long Qingyun opened the door wearing an apron.

She was very happy to see Long Qingcheng and Di Yuanjue, "Qingcheng, Yuanjue, you are here, come in quickly, there are only two more dishes, you can sit down and wait."

Two people came in and looked at a table full of dishes.

But there are only three people eating...

Long Qingcheng: "Dad, cook less, there are only three of us. You have cooked so much, can you finish it by yourself? Why do you have to eat a month's worth of leftovers?"

Looking at my father who has been busy for a day, he reminded me unconsciously.

Naturally, Long Qingyun didn't do this every day, "Today is the Chinese New Year, so I have to have a good meal. Just leave it alone and go and stay in your house with Yuan Jue for a while."

"Don't come in. The kitchen is full of oil fumes. It will stain your clothes again. Get out quickly. Get out quickly."