After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Not long after, Yeats came back. Han Qian was lying on the bed and couldn't see what the woman was doing. He could only hear the sound of the plastic bag rattling. Once things were out of his control, and he knew that the other person was still quite naughty. 'People are really panicking.

Slowly, Han Qian felt the quilt being lifted, and a cold hand was gently placed on his butt. The cold touch made Han Qian shiver. When he spoke again, Han Qian felt that his voice was shaking. Trembling.

"Miss Ye...Ye?"

"Shh! Don't be afraid, Mr. Han. Think about how arrogant you were when you went to my house to meet my parents, and how courageous you were to chase me with a broom in Yezhai Pavilion during the day, so that you won't be afraid anymore."

Then Han Qian felt Yeats put something on his body, and the silky feeling gave Han Qian a bad premonition.

"You're not going to buy sexy underwear for me to wear, are you?"

"Mr. Han is so smart? Don't worry ~ I will definitely make you happy ~ Now I'll give you a choice, I'll help you turn over, don't move, otherwise I'll take nude photos of you and send them to your girlfriends! "

"Okay! I won't move!"

"But I don't believe you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian only heard a clicking sound. His feet were locked with small handcuffs. The next second, his eyes were covered with blindfolds. Han Qian became anxious.

"Yeats, don't go too far."

"Haha~"

Hearing the sneer, Han Qian felt something near his mouth just as he was about to speak. Even in his simplicity, he could guess what it was. He closed his lips tightly and would rather die than surrender. The next second, he was slapped on the buttocks. The pain forced Han Qian to Open your mouth, and then a small ball enters your mouth.

damn it!

Han Qian really knows what's going on. This girl just bought a set...

Blindfolded? Stuff a ball?

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

"Don't scream! Mr. Han, you have been bullying me for half a year, right? I worked hard for you to handle the work, but you are not the best. Not only did you not thank me, but you tried to torment me all day long. Today I have risked my life. You give me flip over."

The moment his hands were unbound, Han Qian sat up suddenly, ignoring the pain in his butt. Then the sound of a lighter came, and Yeats said calmly.

"I bought wax!"

Han Qian was stunned for a moment. His hands and wrists were handcuffed together. This time, Han Qian was really stunned. He couldn't see or speak. His hands and feet were imprisoned.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

"Hey hey hey."

Han Qian could only make a whining sound, and Yeats made a hey sound in conjunction with Han Qian. Han Qian became quiet. He decided that as long as he acted indifferently, Yeats would lose interest.

But then the sound that reached his ears made Han Qian shiver. When he could see everything again, the lights in the room became ambiguous. Yeats, who was dressed so cutely just now, was gone. This girl changed into a secretary outfit. , with a pair of shining dark red little devil horns on his head.

The pussy had his belt in her hands.

He lowered his head and looked at himself, what the hell are these clothes? With three silks tied to his body and nothing else, Han Qian stared at Yeats with wide eyes, forgetting the pain.

Yeats walked forward slowly, knelt on one knee on the bed, leaned forward close to Han Qian, blew hot air into Han Qian's ear, and restlessly pressed his left hand on his leg.

"Mr. Han~"

Han Qian looked at Yeats coldly and clamped his legs together. Seeing this, Yeats was furious. He pressed Han Qian's knees with his hands and spread his legs. He took a deep breath and whispered seductively into Han Qian's ears. shouted.

"Husband~"

boom!

With a muffled sound, Yeats covered his forehead with his hands and stood beside the bed, his head feeling dizzy. Then Han Qian ignored the pain in his butt and raised his feet and placed them on Yeats's lower abdomen. Yeats raised his head and looked at Han Qian. Qian, Han Qian narrowed his eyes and smiled, then kicked his legs hard. Yeats fell to the ground. The guy turned over and fell into the quilt.

Yeats was so angry that his face turned green. He raised his hand and pulled off the small horns on his head. He stood up and took Fengyoujing from the cabinet. Then he rushed to the bed, pulled off the quilt, grabbed Han Qian's arm and turned him over. Sitting on his knees, Han Qian once again grabbed Han Qian's lifeline. Han Qian gritted his teeth and glared at Yeats.

"Be honest!"

Yeats smiled when he saw this, opened the Fengyou Essence and dripped it on.

At this moment, Han Qian was quiet, and so was Yeats. She had only heard about it, but had never seen it before. She tilted her head and looked at Han Qian.

At this time, Han Qian's face gradually became distorted. He only felt a burst of heat and a burst of coolness. He opened his eyes and stared at Yeats.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""

Yeats knew that the first three oohs and ahs meant 'Ms. Ye'. As for the last three, there were all kinds of harsh words. Yeats looked at Han Qian and then at the Fengyoujing in his hand. He would suffer tomorrow anyway. Beat him, just do it all the time.

When you open the bottle, it pours on you! Then Han Qian let out a hum, and his whole face turned red. Yeats saw that the muscles in Han Qian's arms began to tighten. The next second, the girl turned around and ran away, opened the door and ran downstairs without caring about anything. If she couldn't see it, she had to run first.

In the room, Han Qian sat on the bed and looked at the small handcuffs that were being broken. He got up and walked into the bathroom to start taking a shower. He took the ball out of his mouth. Han Qian had a sinister smile on his face and kept rinsing his body.

This bath lasted for half an hour, and the medicine on his butt was washed away. Now he had no time to care about whether his butt hurt or not. He walked out of the bathroom, took out his mobile phone, stood in front of the mirror and dialed Yeats' number. This mother-in-law They didn't dare to hang up and simply didn't answer.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Han Qian dialed Wu Sikuan's number and got straight to the point!

"Did Yeats go to your place to hide?"

"Ah...ah? No, brother Qian'er...ye...she...she called me..."

Han Qian yelled into the phone.

"Tell Yeats, let her hide in her awesomeness, and she better not get fucking caught by me! Let her go to your house, and I'll catch her!"

Wu Siquan didn't know what happened. When Han Qian was about to get dressed and go out, he discovered something. Yeats had hidden his clothes somewhere. Han Qian suddenly felt that his blood pressure was a little high, and he covered his head and hit him. To Xu Hongchang.

"Old Xu, prepare a set of clothes for me, including underwear, and bring them to Shanghai Flower Hotel."

At this time, Xu Hongchang, who had already laid down with his wife in his arms, hurriedly started doing something and said respectfully.

"Master, do you want a suit?"

"Fucking pajamas, too! Send me a car, now, right away, right now!"

"good!"

After saying that, Xu Hongchang got up and went downstairs. When he worked for Feng Lun before, he didn't even dare to go home. Now he's fine. He knows who his master is, and Han Qian gave him a tacit consent. He doesn't have to give it to anyone in Binhai City. face!

I drove downstairs and called Yeats. The call was quickly connected and Xu Hongchang said in a deep voice.

"The young master lost his temper at the Shanghai Flower Hotel and asked me to prepare some clothes to send over. Where are you? Come with us?"

Yeats, who had just bought a midnight snack, raised his head and looked at the sky, and said calmly.

"I won't go! I'll make you angry! I'm going to hide for a few days. I'll leave the affairs of Yezhai Pavilion to you, Lao Xu!"

Yeats hung up the phone and turned it off immediately. Looking at the big characters of the First People's Hospital, she walked in lightly, murmuring happily.

"Uncle and aunt, Xiao Zizi is here to deliver supper."

Yeats, a woman, has never been confused in her mind. Even now, at this moment, she can find someone who can protect her from being beaten.

In the hotel, Han Qian changed into the clothes sent by Xu Hongchang. He hid the things Yeats had prepared under the quilt so that no one would see him. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was dressed well and Han Qian said calmly.

"You don't need to think too much about Yeats, and you don't need to calculate my relationship with her. One day she is in Yeshai Pavilion and she is on your level. The day she leaves Yeshai Pavilion, you can completely regard her as your enemy."

Xu Hongchang folded his hands in front of him and bowed to salute.

"I see."

Han Qian glanced at the tie in his hand and said calmly.

"What is Yang Jianfeng doing now?"

Xu Hongchang lowered his head and said softly.

"He has become very honest since you last saw him. Lin Zongheng contacted him and he declined politely. However, he has not stopped cooperating with Changxiang. He is probably waiting for the battle in Binhai to end."

"It's over? What's the use of him after it's over? Keep watching Liu Guangming and the others. I trust you more than I trust them. It's easy to provide help when it's time, but it's difficult to add icing on the cake. Go back and rest."

"I'll help you go downstairs."

After Xu Hongchang said this, Han Qian felt a little pain in his butt. He helped him all the way downstairs. Looking at the Mercedes-Benz parked in front of the hotel, Han Qian frowned.

"Why haven't you exchanged your car yet? When I exchanged Yeats's car not long ago, didn't I tell you to return one too?"

Xu Hongchang scratched his head in embarrassment and whispered.

"It's okay, now Ye Zhai Pavilion..."

"I'll drive this car away. Tomorrow you go pick one with a price of more than one million. Yeats, this bitch, has been avoiding me recently. You have to pick me up when something happens."

"I see."

Han Qian had a ferocious look on his face when he got in the car. He was not in a hurry to leave, but was looking at the number on his phone. Xu Hongchang had been standing by the car door, motionless. Han Qian was thinking about whether to ask Lin Zongheng and Liu Shengge out. A late night snack.

After thinking about it, Han Qian called Liu Shengge.

"I went out for a late-night snack and called Lin Zongheng. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you two a little bit."

Liu Shengge said he understood, and then Han Qian called Luo Shen.

"Find a place to have a late-night snack. I'll send you the address later."

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian opened the door and got out of the car, saying softly.

"You drive to find a place to have a late night snack. My butt is still a little sore."

Xu Hongchang asked softly.

"Yeats did it?"

"No, my dad used the soles of his shoes to meet with these three guys in the evening to put some pressure on them and also let them get to know you."