The City’s Invincible Soldier King Chapter 118: Forcing Ye Xinran


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The Li family, an old political family.

In Yenching, and even on the land of China, there is a huge influence.

The root cause is that Li Yongjun, an old ghost with amazing energy in the Li family, is one of the few remaining national champions in China who has emerged from the **** storm.

Such elderly people are almost all arrogant people, so it should be impossible for them to be in the cold wind.

Of course, people are old and passionate.

This old man is now an old hen who protects her cubs, using his powerful wings to protect the little chickens of the Li family from wind and rain.

If you can’t come up with conclusive evidence to prove that someone from the Li family is the square film Q, you will definitely not be able to move him. Similarly, if you can’t find definitive evidence to prove that Wanrou’s death was caused by the Li family’s behind It's hard to move someone or even a group of people.

Wanrou’s hatred must be retributed.

Even if there is Li Yongjun guarding them, and waiting for the cold wind to understand, the dragon scales will have to make them pay a heavy price.

Of course, as a last resort, Dragon Scale will not take such extreme measures.

What's more, Li Yongjun can't live long. Without Li Yongjun, the Li family is nothing but a broken ship shaking in the wind and waves. At that time, it was much easier to destroy the Li family.

After thinking about it for a while, Dragon Scale immersed himself in revising the design drawings.

"Boom."

The knock on the door sounded again, and Mint took the initiative to open the door.

"Assistant Ye, what's the matter?" Long Lin put down his pencil and looked at Ye Xinran with a playful look.

Ye Xinran looked at the dragon scales expressionlessly, but a trace of embarrassment flashed quietly in his eyes.

"Xiao Ji, Mint, you guys go out first, Assistant Ye and I have something to discuss."

"Boss, don't call me Xiaoji." Ji Qianqian waved her powder fist and said like a demonstration.

"Okay, Xiao Ji."

Menthol sensitively caught the change of dragon scales. Although he didn't understand how his character suddenly took a big turn, the change is undoubtedly good.

The current dragon scales should be the real him, a living person who knows how to laugh and laugh.

Ji Qianqian waved her powder fist again like a demonstration, but she saw Ye Xinran's expressionless zombie face, but Ji Qianqian shrank her neck again and followed Mint out of the office.

"Assistant Ye, please sit down." Long Lin pointed to the mint chair and said with a smile.

In Ye Xinran's eyes, a look of disgust flashed quietly.

Dragon Scale doesn't blame Ye Xinran because she is sick.

In the eyes of patients with heterophobia, the smiles of the opposite **** are all hypocritical, disgusting, and otherwise intended.

But it’s no wonder, it doesn’t mean that she doesn’t need to be cleaned up.

"Is Assistant Ye begging like that?" Long Lin's face became cold and his voice was as cold as a knife, "You have to be clear, now you are begging me to save your grandmother, not me to you Have a conspiracy."

"Furthermore, even if I really have a plot against you, what can I do? If you want to save your grandma, you have to satisfy my plot."

"You..." Ye Xinran forcibly suppressed his disgust, and asked blankly, "You tell me, what do you want?"

Long Lin stood up and leaned in front of Ye Xinran.

Ye Xinran should have only taken a shower in the morning. The good-smelling shampoo scent diffuses from the tips of the hair, and the faint fragrance of the shower gel escapes from the white neck.

Light professional makeup, with tailored tooling, as well as a beautiful face and a perfect body, this woman is also a stunner in the world.

Furthermore, it is very predictable.

Sure enough, Ye Xinran's face became harder to look.

In those beautiful eyes that represent the windows of the human soul, there is a more intense disgust and a strong sense of guard.

Then tragedy will appear.

As long as the **** and heart are together, if you don't be played by Mint, you have to be ashamed by her.

If faced with a fairy like mint, dragon scales will definitely stay away.

But in the face of Ye Xinran, he could only make progress.

This is called stimulation therapy.

Disgust is also an emotion.

When the emotion of disgust is stimulated to the extreme, Ye Xinran will also explode. It will not be like this, except for the eyes, there will be no emotional changes.

Long scales moved forward again, like a super pervert, sniffing the scent of Ye Xinran's hair, and sniffing hard, looking very wretched.

Ye Xinran instinctively kept backing away, but the dragon scales followed closely, keeping their cheeks at a narrow distance of about five centimeters.

Unconsciously, Ye Xinran had retreated to the door, and there was no way to go back.

The palms of the dragon scales propped up on the door frame, confining Ye Xinran to a small space for movement, and his cheeks, which were already very close, moved in little by little.

"What do you want to do?"

Ye Xinran finally became flustered, and her body tried to shrink back, clinging to the wooden door.

The dragon scales did not stop, and continued to move forward.

Their cheeks gradually approached, and they were close at hand, and the hot breath brushed Ye Xinran's cheeks, hot like boiling water, making Ye Xinran very nervous, and breathing quickly.

Having never experienced this kind of battle, Ye Xinran instinctively turned away, trying to avoid the dragon scales.

But Dragon Scale suddenly stretched out his right hand, pinched Ye Xinran's chin, and said coldly, "If you want to save your grandma, you are not allowed to hide."

Ye Xinran wanted to cry anxiously, and tears were already rolling in his eyes.

But when he thought of the pierced grandmother, Ye Xinran could only knock down her front teeth and swallow in her belly, staring bitterly at the dragon scales with her red eyes.

The lips of the dragon scales are still getting closer.

Five centimeters.

Three centimeters.

Two centimeters.

One centimeter.

Five millimeters.

Ye Xinran can already clearly feel the temperature of the dragon's lips, and the cold heart is about to pop out of her throat.

But the provocation of the dragon scales also inspired Ye Xinran's other side hidden deep in his bones. The tears that were about to overflow were also forcibly held in the lacrimal glands.

She doesn't dodge or avoid, cry or make trouble, hate or complain.

Just staring at the dragon scales with eyes that are too cold to have any human emotions.

Fuck.

bi is too much.

Dragon Scale couldn't help feeling helpless.

Things must be reversed.

Because of his excessive coercion, this woman was actually killed by him from anger, or in other words, completely resigned.

Would you like to kiss directly to find out what the bottom line of this woman's tolerance is?

Is this acknowledgment of fate a real fate, or is it a sign of strong resistance?

If it is a complete confession, it will be difficult to handle.

If it's a sign of strong resistance, it's worth a try.

Dragon Scale couldn't help but hesitate.


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