The Romantic Soldier King

C848



C848

According to Ye Cheng's prediction, even if the first one to arrive should not be Sang Huihui, but Wei Longqing. Unfortunately, the two of them aren't, and it is even more impossible for them to be Sung Group who thinks that they have the most power. Instead, they are our Black Tiger Gang's Eldest Miss, Lei Zihan.    

    

Ye Cheng thought that his words were clear enough. Only by inviting the Black Tiger Gang's actual family member, the Azure Dragon Lei, to attend this occasion would he have enough weight. Could it be that Sang Huihui misunderstood his meaning, or did he have a slip of the tongue? That's not right, he didn't say it just now. "Does this count as a hundred secret?    

    

Actually, whether Lei Qinglong or Lei Zihan was present, there was no difference to the outcome. No matter what reason this Lei family had, they were born with a feeling of being hard to resist, hard to express in words, hard to express, and hard to describe, as if Ye Cheng was born to be part of their Lei Family.    

    

That was why Lei Zihan was attending this high-level meeting in a sportswear outfit that looked like he was going to shoot a Hongxing ad, a pair of pure bangs and ponytails, a pair of new Brun's latest fluorescent sneakers, and a pair of cute shoulder bags that looked like they were going to school for a sports event. This old fellow, Lei Azure Dragon, must have done it on purpose. For him to not send his daughter over at such a solemn and sacred moment, he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all.    

    

Just like that, Lei Zihan carried his backpack and angrily walked into the black tiger platform, charging into Ye Cheng's field of vision. If not, they would have thought that the black tiger platform was Lei Zihan's back garden, and Lei Zihan looked really like those good kids who came home early to do their homework. Ye Cheng suddenly felt that the imposing aura that sat on the throne of the Alliance Master had been shattered by the ignorant, fearless Lei Zihan in just an instant. Lei Zihan puffed up his cheeks all the way until he reached Ye Cheng's side. He looked at with his deer like eyes, as if there was something on his face.    

    

From the looks of it, Lei Zihan was still angry at him for sneaking out of the hospital this morning. Initially, Ye Cheng had even wanted to use his status as the Chief Chief to request Lei Zihan to pay attention to the place and its effects, so he had to pay attention to everything that he should. But when he thought about how he had sneaked away, he felt that it immediately became weaker, thus, taking advantage of the fact that the other three Great Leaders were not present yet, he decided to take care of Lei Zihan, the bomb that might erupt at any time.    

    

"What's wrong, my good Zihan, what blind fellow angered you to such an extent? "Come, let me hug you, hubby." Ye Cheng opened his arms wide, wanting to embrace Lei Zihan, but Ah, Lei Zihan still stood there without moving, a tinge of grievance appeared on his face, and as his cheeks became red with anger, he pouted his small mouth. Look at that little mouth pouting so much that it could hang clothes.    

    

"Hubby, do you dislike Zihan? Last time at black tiger platform, wasn't he the one who accompanied his husband to a meeting? Why, he was already used to it, so Zihan did not need to lead the way. "Hmph, my husband is really ungrateful. He will destroy the bridge after crossing the river." Lei Zihan stomped her feet in anger, her originally pouting little mouth was now almost touching the sky.    

    

"Aiyo, my Zihan can even use the idiom that skillfully. Not bad, not bad, not bad, come come come, your husband will reward you with a hug." Ye Cheng naturally knew that Lei Zihan did not have the concept of enmity, and especially towards Ye Cheng, he did not have any complaints or the words of the cold war. As long as he happened to show kindness, as if he was coaxing a child, Lei Zihan would definitely surrender, would she not?    

    

But this time, Lei Zihan was truly angry, the feeling of being abandoned, was something he had experienced repeatedly in a short one day's time. This was one time, the last time was when Ye Cheng had chosen to go with that little slut Zhang Kejia, rather than go home with him, he had even ordered his subordinates to drag him away. In Lei Zihan's heart, he had long since assumed that Ye Cheng was his own husband, and a husband that did not return home would definitely not love him anymore.    

    

In the morning when he saw Ye Cheng again, Lei Zihan had completely forgotten about what happened last night. However, when he heard that Ye Cheng was going to convene the black tiger platform Alliance and actually didn't tell him, that the grievances from last night and the humiliation today superimposed together, Lei Zihan became even more furious and immediately ordered his father, Lei Qinglong, "If you don't let me come, I'll leave my house and be a nun", to rush to black tiger platform to denounce him for his crimes. Of course, Ye Cheng did not know about the subtle changes in their minds, he only wanted to end this farce that would weaken his authority.    

    

"What, you don't even want your husband's hug anymore? After this village, there won't be this shop anymore, right? " Looking at the time, either Sang Huihui or Wei Longqing was probably on their way here, or the two of them would appear in front of him anytime. If they could see that Ye Cheng couldn't even take a little girl, Sang Huihui would naturally understand. However, as the formidable Wei Longqing of his generation, he wouldn't laugh in front of others. He would only despise himself ruthlessly in his heart. Ye Cheng could only greet Lei Zihan with a smile, and even took the initiative to open his arms. This was the first time Lei Zihan took the initiative to do so, so wouldn't this be the first time he truly threw himself into her arms?    

    

Lei Zihan hesitated for a while, but he still wanted it physically. Her husband's embrace was the warmest, safest and most stable place in the world, and in Lei Zihan's imagination, which was going up and down frequently these days, she would be sleeping against her husband's chest. There were even times when she dreamed of drooling on her husband's chest. However, Lei Zihan obviously did not want to let Ye Cheng go so easily. It was not easy for him to get angry once, how could it be over so easily? But how could Ye Cheng do that? Lei Zihan didn't know how to react. No matter what, he wasn't going to do it now.    

    

How could that work? Seeing Lei Zihan who was minding his own business and sulking, from head to toe, Lei Zihan had no thoughts of moving at all. If it was only Ye Cheng, then it would be fine. But at such a important time, when all the dukes were gathering, how could he possibly lose out? Therefore, Ye Cheng could not wait any longer. Although warm-blooded men were able to kill majority of women and all girls, but sometimes, it was better not to think too much.    

    

Lei Zihan wasn't prepared for this in the slightest. Like a bolt of lightning, both of Ye Cheng's hands hugged herself tightly, and then, the kiss that was filled with Ye Cheng's deep emotions and tyranny, was stuck tightly onto Lei Zihan's cherry lips. Without saying a word, her long and agile tongue forcefully pried open Lei Zihan's lips, easily breaking apart Lei Zihan's pure white teeth, and wantonly moved, advanced, retreated, spun, and whirled around Lei Zihan's mouth. In an instant, as if a bolt of blissful lightning descended from the skies, it struck the top of Lei Zihan's head. This kind of miraculous feeling made Lei Zihan lose all ability to sense anything, causing his body to stretch, and both of his feet to go limp. He was completely immersed in Ye Cheng's tyranny.    

    

Ye Cheng's demands were endless, his flexible tongue continuously attacking the deepest part of the ship, one attack after another, for as long as the undying waves missed the shore. Both of his eyes were tightly shut, leaving behind two streams of tears of happiness. This was the first time that his hands had wrapped around Ye Cheng's mountain-like back, and the first time that he had treated his own husband like a wife. Lei Zihan did not dare to open her eyes. She was truly afraid that everything that was happening to her right now was just an overly beautiful dream. If possible, she would rather not wake up.    

    

It should be enough! Ye Cheng grasped the rhythm of the situation well and felt that his tongue should have already brought all of the guilt, regret, and caress towards Lei Zihan back then. He took the chance to retract it and then looked affectionately at Lei Zihan, who wanted to kiss him, and smiled contently. When Lei Zihan opened his eyes and realized how much he longed for, he felt embarrassed. His face was really even hotter than the fiery clouds at dusk.    

    

"My good Zihan, are you still angry?" If Lei Zihan still refused to calm down, Ye Cheng would really do a good job of locating Lei Zihan's acupoint and would then act like a young boy, placing him on the seat marked with Black Tiger Gang as a representative. If you use any special methods in times of emergency, you will have to sacrifice yourself to atone for it.    

    

Fortunately, Lei Zihan had thrown the grievance and anger from a moment ago out of the window at that moment.    

    

Zihan, do you really think that kind of young lady who doesn't know anything will only cause trouble for a day? No, Zihan was very knowledgeable. "A woman who wants to be a husband, a virtuous wife who wants to be a husband, who's going to give up on me?" As she spoke, she automatically jumped into her seat, as obedient as a lazy kitten under the sun.    

    

The timing was right, they only saw Lei Zihan carrying a backpack and sitting down contentedly. Sang Huihui with a powerful aura had already passed through the tunnel, becoming the second Marquis to arrive after Lei Zihan. As expected, the three most beautiful women under Sang Huihui's command were Shen Yu, Shen Xia and Xiao Tao. Although Sang Huihui knew everyone present, Sang Huihui did not try to get close with them. Instead, he acted as if he was doing business and sat down gracefully in his seat. Compared to Sang Huihui, Lei Zihan was like a little girl who had not stopped drinking milk.    

    

Sang Huihui, who had arrived today, wore a high bun. She wore makeup on her face, and there was a smile at the corner of her mouth. There was a hint of dignity in that smile. The fur shawl and the violet dress made Sang Huihui look like a queen, which created a strong aura around her.    

    

As for the Shen sisters who were standing behind her, and the Xiao Tao whom she hadn't seen for a long time, it had a completely different flavor to them. Ye Cheng quickly stiffened his face, not a single bit of the frivolousness of the play he had with Lei Zihan just now could be seen.    

    


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