Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"Is he here too?" Yang Zhuoying asked Mo Shaocheng impatiently when the door closed behind her back.

The friendship between her and Mo Shaocheng was not deep enough to make him stand up for her, and only He Junlin could make him do so.

Mo Shaocheng raised his chin, Yang Zhuoying followed his gaze, and saw the tall and straight figure at the end of the corridor, it wasn't He Junlin, who else was there.

At this moment, he was wearing a set of casual clothes, with the cuffs rolled up casually, revealing his healthy bronze skin, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding half a cigarette.

The dim light shone on his head, as if it had applied a filter to him, giving him a hazy beauty.

His neckline is slightly open, and his six-pack pectoral muscles are looming, making it hard to take your eyes off.

Yang Zhuoying only felt her heart beating violently, as if seeing pink bubbles in the surrounding air.

She didn't know how she walked there, but when she came to her senses, she was already standing in front of He Junlin, and just about to say something, a pungent smell blew in her face.

Yang Zhuoying couldn't get used to the smell of smoke, so she coughed twice due to choking.

Annoyance flashed across He Junlin's face, then he threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, and stomped it out with his left foot.

Seeing him take the initiative to stop the cigarette, Yang Zhuoying's expression softened a little, and she said in a reprimanded voice: "Smoking is harmful to your health, so no more smoking in the future, if you want to live a longer life."

The corner of He Junlin's mouth was slightly raised, and he leaned closer, and whispered in her ear with a magnetic voice: "Are you concerned about me, dear wife?"

Yang Zhuoying reflexively stretched out her hands to cover her ears, and cast a reproachful glance at him, "Who is your wife?"

"Whoever answers will be."

While the two were flirting, a timid voice came, "Mr. Yang."

Yang Zhuoying turned her head and saw Mo Shaocheng with a playful face and Lin Zhixue standing there with hands in a daze, only then did she realize that there were other people here.

Her little face flushed slightly, and she coughed softly, "Zhixue, you're still there."

Lin Zhixue: "." She's been here all the time, okay?He looked at He Junlin curiously, wondering who he was.

Although He Junlin's attire is very casual at the moment, but the aura he exudes that is unique to a superior person makes Lin Zhixue feel that he must have a lot of background.It's just that she was too embarrassed to ask, wondering if Yang Zhuoying would introduce her.

It's a pity that Yang Zhuoying can't read minds, so she didn't intend to introduce them.

"Send this lady back." Staring at the two super light bulbs, He Junlin ordered Mo Shaocheng.

Mo Shaocheng, who had long been used to being manipulated, said to Lin Zhixue, "Let's go, pretty lady, I'll take you home."

Lin Zhixue blinked, "But Mr. Yang, won't she go back with her?"

"Don't worry, her flower protector will take her home safely." Mo Shaocheng said, dragging Lin Zhixue away.

After they left, He Junlin also led Yang Zhuoying home.

Back home, Yang Zhuoying first went to the children's room to visit her son, seeing his son sleeping soundly, she couldn't help but kiss his chubby face.

"Have a good dream." She stretched out her hand to cover her son with a quilt, turned off the wall lamp, and Yang Zhuoying walked out of the room.

Pushing open the door of her bedroom, as soon as she stepped into the room, a black shadow hit her. Before she could react, she was pressed against the thick door panel.

The man pushed too hard, Yang Zhuoying's back hit the door, the pain made her want to curse.

"What are you doing?" The unfinished words were blocked by a kiss with a faint smell of tobacco.

Yang Zhuoying instinctively wanted to push the man away, so what happened suddenly?However, as soon as her hands touched him, they were firmly held by a pair of iron palms, and her hands were raised above her head.

"I'm very angry." He Junlin pressed her hard, looked at her coldly, as if she had done something heinous.

Yang Zhuoying's eyes widened, as if to say what's wrong with you?
Meeting her innocent eyes, He Junlin angrily bit her lips lightly as punishment.

"Before going out, you said to do things, so it turns out that accompanying men is also one of your jobs?"

He Junlin's words sounded a bit hurtful, and he knew that he was venting his anger, but when he thought of the treasure he was holding in his hands, it was like that kind of woman who would give herself up, laughing in front of other men, and even worse. Terrible thing, he couldn't suppress the unknown fire, and wanted to destroy everything.

"Yang Zhuoying, don't rely on yourself knowing a little kung fu and think that you can run amok. Do you know who they are, and when you suffer a loss, you won't have a place to cry!"

Fortunately, Mo Shaocheng called to ask him out tonight, and the clubhouse was owned by the Mo family, so he found out that Yang Zhuoying was with Boss Fang and the others.

Yang Zhuoying has been living abroad and does not know the details of Boss Fang.But He Junlin knew it all.

Don't look at Boss Fang, who is a legitimate businessman on the surface, who has done so many dirty things behind his back, how many ignorant girls have been ruined in his hands, and has been targeted by him, all he has to do is hook his fingers.

Yang Zhuoying, a stupid woman, doesn't have any sense of crisis at all. She thinks she can get away easily because of her good skills and a little bit of liaison. If Mo Shaocheng hadn't stepped forward to take her away just now, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Something happened to Yang Zhuoying, what's the point of turning him into Boss Fang's group afterwards?
"Then tell me, who are they?"

Yang Zhuoying was very angry, but she has always been rational, and she also knew that he was not a random person, there must be a reason for saying this, she suppressed her anger and asked.

As if infected by her rationality, He Junlin calmed down and told Boss Fang's details concisely.

Hearing that Boss Fang had harmed many girls on weekdays, Yang Zhuoying's eyes darkened a bit.

"Scum like that, he should be sent to re-education, how can he be allowed to continue to pollute the city outside!"

"Jun Shengtian had caught him several times, but unfortunately he escaped every time." After explaining a few sentences, He Junlin realized why the topic had been taken off by her, and immediately pulled the topic back.

"Now you know where you went wrong?"

Yang Zhuoying wanted to say that it was her fault that she didn't take the opportunity to kick the boss a few times, it would be better to get rid of that scum, but she also knew that this was not what he wanted to hear.

"Thank you. If Mo Shaocheng hadn't appeared in time to rescue me, neither Lin Zhixue nor I would know what to do tonight."

Seeing that she was willing to obediently admit her mistake, He Junlin gave in, and was about to take advantage of the situation to propose the reward she deserved, so he listened to her continue.

"I'm sweating all over, and I'm not feeling well. I'm going to take a shower first. You can go back to your room to take a shower and sleep." She turned around, picked up a set of clean pajamas, and walked towards the bathroom.

Yang Zhuoying walked into the bathroom, looked up but saw He Junlin standing still, "Why don't you leave, there is something else to do?"

"Why don't we take a mandarin duck bath." He Junlin tentatively said, his voice was full of tenderness and a warm smile.

"Don't even think about it." Yang Zhuoying closed the door forcefully.

Disappointment flashed across He Junlinjun's face, and he raised his voice maliciously: "Then I'll wait here for you to finish washing, and then we'll sleep together." He deliberately emphasized the meaning of the word sleep.