Outright Favoritism Chapter 1085: : Hold tight again

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"What you do depends on your attitude." He Chen smiled, tapped his temple with his fingertips, "Ms. Rong, you have two days to consider, either hand over what I want or give He Qing collects the body."

Rong Manli didn't believe his nonsense at all. He Qing was in the Royal Hospital, with no less than 20 henchmen guarding him, and even if He Chen wanted to do it, it was not that easy.

She looked back and signaled that the bodyguard hurriedly contacted He Qing, but after a few phone calls, the bodyguard panicked, "Madam...the eldest master is gone."

……

Five minutes later, Yin Mo and He Chen walked out of He's house, stepping on the wounded soldiers.

Rong Manli was probably very angry, and when he heard the news that He Qing was missing, she directly ordered the bodyguard to arrest someone.

The scene at the time was extremely chaotic. Artest and Ayong, who came out of nowhere, played each other a little, and they were not enjoying themselves at all.

The He family is indeed inferior to the aristocratic family, and they have the same bodyguards as trash.

He Chen and Yin Mo walked in front, Atai and Ayong stayed behind, while Rong Manli was protected by several uncles and hid in the backyard.

But what they were worried about did not happen. He Chen didn't seem to plan to do anything in the old house, only leaving the floor full of wounds and grandiosely.

At this moment, Rong Manli was standing behind the crowd, clenching her fists with both hands, and where no one could see, her eyes shot out insidious murderous intent.

Her good sister gave birth to a good son, it seems...none of them can be kept.

On this day, He Chen and the He family officially declared war.

……

On the way back, Yin Mo focused all of his attention on He Chen.

She looked at the palm he was holding tightly, her bones were pinched, but he didn't know it.

In less than half an hour, the car stopped at Ziyun Mansion.

He Chen led Yin Mo up the steps, turned around and pushed her against the door panel.

Although he didn't say a word, his body was extremely stiff.

He Chen hugged her tightly, bent over and buried his cheek on the side of her neck.

This is the first time Yin Mo feels He Chen's fragility, probably because of his mother.

Yin Mo put his arms around his back and comforted him heartily, "Auntie will be fine."

He Chen didn't speak, and her tight arms almost strangled her shoulders.

There are some things that Yin Mo has experienced, so he understands the compelling mood.

But she didn't know how to comfort He Chen, so she could only pat him gently and give him silent and gentle company.

It may be a few minutes or even longer. He Chen's state has not recovered for a long time, and Yin Mo started to think about it while he was worried.

In the end, she could only tentatively turn her head and kiss his face, "Don't worry too much, as long as Rong Manli takes action, we will definitely find a clue."

He Chen sucked the skin on the side of her neck, her voice trembling and hoarse, "Hold tighter."

Yin Mo cuddled him obediently and leaned on his toes, "Anyway, I think you did the right thing."

Actually, He Chen ordered someone to kidnap He Qing, which was decided temporarily on the way to He's house.

He said it was a bad idea, but he couldn't help it.

The consequences of abducting He Qing will either make Rong Manli subject to him and have room to continue negotiations, or anger Rong Manli...

And once Rong Manli is angered, she will definitely jump over the wall in a hurry, and will also expose her flaws.

But it is also very likely to cause Rong Manli to anger He Chen's mother.

This time, when he declared war, he also placed a bet on his mother's safety.

So Yin Mo understands him, because she has faced such a dilemma.

At this time, He Chen did not open his eyes, but was disturbed by Yin Mo's sensibility and gentle ironing.

He felt the woman's kiss on his cheek, his chest filled with indescribable emotions.

Yin Mo never heard the man's response, and touched his face a little worried, "I also sent someone to stare at Rong Manli. If you want to start, there will be nothing wrong."

For a long time, He Chen raised his head, closed his eyes to Yin Mo, but grasped her lips accurately.

Yin Mo is more active than ever, opening his teeth and letting him drive straight in.

She has an almost urgent mentality that wants to calm He Chen's emotions.

But she has a dumb mouth and can't say anything nice.

Maybe intimacy can divert his attention.

Yin Mo thinks this way, and does the same.

Even... took the initiative to pull his belt with a blushing face, but he couldn't figure out how to do it.

He Chen's tall and straight body pressed her, snorted twice, and quickly squeezed her wrist, "Baby, touch what?"

Yin Mo finally saw his handsome face. When her eyes met, she flashed and said: "If you feel uncomfortable... I will help you."

He Chen took a deep breath and bit her ear as if venting his anger, "It won't be uncomfortable for you to rest in peace."

Knowing he couldn't help her tease, he touched his mother.

If this goes on, let alone getting married, he can't help it for a minute.

After a while, He Chen led her back to the living room, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and started to vomit fog after lighting it.

Yin Mo looked around, and then asked afterwards: "Aren't we going back to Beicheng One?"

He Chen pillowed the back of the chair, tilted his head to stare at her, "Don't like Ziyun Mansion?"

"It's not..." Yin Mo pulled the hair from the corner of his mouth, "My things are still over there."

The corners of He Chen's lips raised slightly, and he opened his arms to embrace her, "No more, buy a new one. It makes no sense for Lao Tzu's baby to live in someone else's house."

Yin Mo didn't refuse, but couldn't help but say, "Those things can still be used."

She didn't have much need for material things, but these words became different in He Chen's ears.

The man lowered his eyes to look at Yin Mo, with distress buried deep in his eyes, "Don't save me money, I can afford you."

"I see." Yin Mo smiled disapprovingly, "I'm going to take a bath."

He Chen's throat rolled, and he licked her ears in a particularly wild way, "Baby, the underwear suits are in your cloakroom..."

Yin Mo looked at him faintly, "Did you let someone deliver it?"

"Yeah." He Chen's hot breath fell in her ears, "The black suit, show me the black suit?"

Yin Mo shrank his neck, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth showed a rare liveliness, "Are you sure you won't be uncomfortable?"

He Chen and her eyes were facing each other, and there was a rare silence with a sullen face.

I still remember that Yin Mo almost made him beastly when he put on the red underwear suit. He Chen couldn't help but make up for the effect of wearing the black suit on her...

Three seconds later, He Chen moved away from Yin Mo on his own, folded his slender legs like a bell, and waved his hands, "After taking a shower, dress tightly and come out again."

Yin Mo pursed his lips and smirked, turned around and went upstairs.

In the living room, He Chen was leaning on the sofa and puffed up cigarettes. He felt that he was unclear and he even had a battered physique.

Obviously, she was reluctant to touch her, and wanted to keep her until her wedding night, but she was worried about it.

If this continues, he will surely become a useless person.

Should you... first tell the proof?