New Year's Day is over, and the Spring Festival is not far away.

During this period, He Yichen's life was relaxed and happy, and he was free and easy, which was his favorite rhythm.

Murong Changtian, who hated He Yichen to the core, has not started his next action yet, but he has been brewing.

At the same time, Chen Lan, who had successfully entered He Yichen's villa, wanted to find an opportunity to attack him, did not take any action.

She hated herself a little, why isn't she a kung fu master or why isn't she a killer?

She is nothing, she is just a charming and moist woman. She has high skills in bed, but she has almost no skills when she gets on the ground.

In the morning, He Yichen went to the women's clothing store of Huoshaoyun Baiyunpiao and accompanied Baiyunpiao for several hours. This woman with the largest breasts brought him a strong stimulation and wonderful enjoyment.

In the afternoon, He Yichen planned to stay in the villa to read books. He found a very old chess record from the fresh goods market, which recorded the chess moves of the two-level artillery that someone had used before, although it was the two-level artillery artillery that Zi Han had newly developed.

There are big differences between heaven, but He Yichen still plans to study it carefully and may gain something.

When He Yichen was concentrating on the chess score, footsteps came, and soon the smell of rose perfume was smelled. Monina came over.

This graceful woman took enchanting steps to He Yichen, glanced at the worn chess record placed on the desk, and curled her lips and said, "Mr. He, you are so boring, look at this worn yellowing and smelly smell.

It’s better to let me play a few chess games with you. Although I’m a bad chess player, my whole body is filled with fragrance, which will surely make you feel very happy!”

He Yichen glanced at Monina's beautiful face, then stared at her towering breasts for a few seconds, showing a very evil smile: "Are you seducing me?"

"Just think I'm seducing you, but I can seduce you, you can't be hooligan at me."

"You seem to be more domineering than me."

"Mr. He, you are too rewarded. If you are overbearing, you will be more powerful than domineering." Monina said.

He Yichen placed chessboards and began to play chess with Monina, a woman who exuded the smell of rose perfume.

Monina is simply a bad chess game in front of He Yichen. The chess you walked out can only be described as incredible, and it can be said that it is so bad.

After playing three consecutive games of chess, He Yichen was no longer interested and smiled relievedly, "I think it's better not to play anymore. If I continue playing with you, I'm afraid my chess level will drop."

"You are so overdoing. Your words just now hurt my self-esteem and made me very sad!" Monina said: "Even if my level is poor, it will not cause your chess skills to decline."

But He Yichen really didn't want to continue playing with her. Monina said, "Do you know, I'm wearing the underwear you gave me, it's comfortable."

If he bet on taking off his clothes, He Yichen was very interested in continuing to play with Monina, but Monina did not agree to bet on taking off his clothes.

Because there is only one result in playing like this, that is, within an hour, she will take off her pants naked in front of He Yichen, and even her pants have to be taken off, and then her wet and soft parts can only be exposed to this

In front of a man.

"I really want to find some inspiration from you." He Yichen said.

"I'm a bad chess player, I'm afraid I won't give you any inspiration. You should study chess alone, so I'll go out first."

"If you sit on my lap, you can inspire me." He Yichen said.

Monina expressed doubts. Could it be that sitting on He Yichen's lap can bring inspiration to him? She began to think about what would be the consequences if she really sat on He Yichen's lap?

Anyway, she was wearing pants and pants. Even if He Yichen was very upright, she would not have worn her pants and pants, and then suddenly broke into her body.

It seemed that there was nothing to be afraid of. I first reminded He Yichen not to eat her tofu, and then Monina's round buttocks really sat on his legs.

He Yichen, who was soft and elastic and distracted, was very relieved, but within more than half an hour, he did not find any inspiration.

Monina really felt He Yichen's uprightness, which made her heart sigh, as if he could be at any time, so she jumped and did not sit on his lap.

It's right.

He Yichen only felt a little funny about Monina's sensitive reaction. He did not pick up Monina again and put it on his legs. Even if he took off Monina's clothes, he would not be able to find the broken purple cold cannon horse.

Inspiration from Chongtian.

I'm afraid I will continue to be despised by Black Pearl and Zi Han for the next period of time.

He Yichen's cell phone rang, and it was called by a strange number. His brows immediately frowned. This strange call seemed a bit mysterious. Perhaps it was the old boy Murong Changtian who started to take action against him again.

"Who are you looking for?"

"He Yichen, I'll look for you. I heard that you have a very high skill and I really want to fight with you."

"Who are you?"

"Fengyun Legs."

He Yichen immediately smiled: "I have dealt with thunder and lightning legs before, why did another Fengyun leg appear? Your leg is not rheumatism, right?"

Fengyun's legs suddenly became very angry. His legs were very powerful and he had defeated many fierce people, but He Yichen said that his legs were rheumatoid.

"It seems you dare not fight me?"

“How much is the bet?”

"Ten million!"

Although it is not too much, Fengyun Le has raised 10 million not too little. If Fengyun Le was really found by Murong Changtian, even if he refuses this time, Fengyun Le will still cause trouble for him.

He Yichen agreed.

What he didn't expect was that Feng Yunle actually chose the location of the competition at the Bole Martial Arts Hall.

The Bole Martial Arts Hall was opened three months ago and it is very large. He Yichen only knew that the owner of the Bole Martial Arts Hall was called Jin Bole, there was a daughter named Jin Piaomiao, and there was a son named Jin Qingyang, and other details.

I don't know.

He Yichen had never had any relationship with Jin Bole before, but Lei Fengle chose the venue for the competition at the Bole Martial Arts Hall. He could not help but think about whether the old boy Murong Changtian had anything to do with Jin Bole, were they

Friends? Have they joined forces?

Chen Lan is probably the woman who knows the most about the Murong family. After all, she used to be Murong Wei'an's wife.

He Yichen arrived at Chen Lan's room and saw her sitting on the sofa in a daze, with melancholy still appearing in her eyes.

He Yichen sat next to her and smiled and said, "You charming woman is getting more and more melancholy. I am really afraid that continuing to stay in my villa will cause you to suffer from depression. Why don't you leave!"

Chen Lan's body shook significantly, and she must not leave He Yichen's villa.

First of all, after leaving here, you will be even less likely to kill He Yichen.

Secondly, she didn't know where to go after leaving here. If she was caught by that old guy Murong Changtian, she would definitely torture her inhumanely.

Although she was Murong Wei'an's wife before, it is not ruled out that Murong Changtian would pull off her pants and do something very hooligan.

Chen Lan's smile suddenly became charming, and even the melancholy in her eyes became much weaker: "Mr. He, my performance during this period seems to be OK. If you ask me to wash clothes, I will wash clothes, and even

You wash your underwear, and if you ask me to cook, I will cook. You said a few days ago that my cooking skills are much better than Monina. You love eating the dishes I cook. What are you doing?

Why did you suddenly drive me away?"

"You can't leave either, but there is one thing, staying in my villa, you must be happier." He Yichen said.

"I see."

Chen Lan's voice was getting lower and lower.

He Yichen hugged Chen Lan, kissed her charming face, and asked her: "What is the relationship between Murong Changtian and Jin Bole?"

"Are you talking about Jin Bole, the owner of Bolewu Pavilion?"

"It's him."

"It seems that there is no relationship between them. Kimberle came from another place and had no friendship with Murong Changtian before."

Chen Lan didn't lie.

Because that's what she learned.

He Yichen also believed that Chen Lan did not play tricks on him just now.

Perhaps Murong Changtian and Jin Bole do have some relationship, but Chen Lan doesn’t know.

"Your breasts are big."

"oh."

“Your skin is good.”

"oh."

"You are a very wet woman, like a peach."

"oh."

Facing He Yichen's provocative words, Chen Lan's answer was only one word, that's it.

He Yichen pushed away Chen Lan's chest and rubbed her tall breasts, which made Chen Lan's face flush and her breathing became more rapid. I'm afraid that this woman's anger was rising.

But it's nothing. He Yichen just wants to make her angry, but he has to see what this woman will do when she is angry.

Chen Lan did not resist, but it can also be seen that eating her tofu made her very wronged.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

He Yichen arrived at the Bole Martial Arts Hall alone.

There was a man who was about the same height as him, with a thin face and a very developed muscle on his body, standing there as if waiting for someone.

It was probably Fengyun Leg, so He Yichen walked towards him.
To be continued...