Good people need to go through eighty-one hardships to become a Buddha, while bad people only need to put down their butcher's knife.
So, she chose to be the bad guy.
As long as you can lean in his arms, it doesn't matter whether you become a Buddha or not. Anyway, it's better than being a maid who listens to sex scenes...
As a beautiful woman, what posture can best highlight her figure?
An Mengxi chose the most beautiful and dignified way. She supported the jade railing with both hands, straightened her chest, bent over and raised her small buttocks.
This allowed Ye Qing to appreciate the most beautiful body curves.
Ye Qing quickly understood her thoughts and looked at her with a smile: "Are you tired?"
An Mengxi rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think I'm tired?"
Ye Qing smiled and shook his head. Her hair, which was still wet with moisture, covered her beautiful face, making her already beautiful face look hazy.
Coupled with the wide body, firm breasts, slender waist, and beautiful hips curved beautifully...
"Do you know why the ugly duckling doesn't have to counterattack!" Ye Qing asked with a smile.
An Mengxi didn't turn around for a moment: "Why."
Ye Qing raised his hand and slapped her pretty buttocks, laughing and scolding: "Because you were a swan when you were born, and you are so stupid to counterattack!"
With a "pop" sound, Ye Qing didn't use much force, but An Mengxi felt a slight pain, and his body suddenly became weak and weak, and then he slipped along the jade railing...
Ye Qing didn't expect that she would slip by, and he reached out and grabbed her arm without thinking.
"Why do you want to hit someone!" An Mengxi's pretty face turned red, her anger mixed with shyness.
Ye Qing looked at her carefully and made sure that there was nothing wrong with her body. Then he felt relieved, but he did not let go of his hand holding her forearm.
Women who practice martial arts generally have muscles, but An Mengxi's forearm is like a piece of warm nephrite.
And the most important thing was that her body, which had fallen sideways, fell into his arms when he pulled her.
An Mengxi's eyes showed a hint of panic, this was not the script she wanted.
She just wanted Ye Qing to see clearly that she was also a beautiful woman, not the Mona Lisa hanging on the wall.
She fell down, and Ye Qing instinctively took a step back, and then suddenly realized that An Mengxi was not here to touch porcelain.
As soon as she retreated, her face would inevitably come into close contact with the ground. For such a beautiful face, any scratch would be equal to disfigurement.
Anxiously, he stepped forward, held her arm tightly with one hand, and wrapped his other hand around her slender waist. The moment she fell to the ground, he stretched her back.
This turned her back to Ye Qing, her plump buttocks, and she hit Ye Qing hard.
Ye Qing suddenly took a breath of cold air.
An Mengxi suddenly didn't dare to move, and said in a voiceless voice: "How are you!"
"It's okay!" Ye Qing felt the tenderness of the skin inside Temin, and the beauty in his arms leaned softly and weakly against his arms.
Taking a step back is an abyss. An Mengxi must hate herself to death. Taking a step forward...
"What the hell happened to you!"
An Mengxi was self-defeating and was about to cry without tears: "Who asked you to slap my butt? My legs are weak..."
She instinctively reached behind her and grabbed a handle that could stabilize her body. She tightened it and squeezed it. Suddenly she understood what it was and her legs became even softer...
Ye Qing was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to move. An Mengxi had practiced martial arts and her hands were quite strong...
"If I let go, can you stand firm!" Now Ye Qing already knew that An Mengxi's most sensitive part was her buttocks, and it would be easy to make big mistakes by flattering her randomly.
Only then did An Mengxi realize that she was still holding his vital part. She quickly let go and said with a blushing face, "Master, does it hurt?"
"I won't let you rub it if it hurts." Ye Qing grinned. The little girl was neither gentle nor heavy, so she carefully leaned her body against the jade railing: "Tell me, what happened today!"
"Master..." An Mengxi almost cried in embarrassment.
Ye Qing was also a little embarrassed: "I think if the two of us talk about it, it won't be awkward in the future. Otherwise, when we meet and think about today, we will have a hard time."
An Mengxi blushed and glanced at him secretly. She had to say that he was right.
Don't lack communication just because of embarrassment, especially at this moment, when a slight mistake can cause huge losses.
"I don't want to be a vase next to you!"
Ye Qing looked at her in surprise: "How could you have such an idea? Look at the vase next to that man. He is responsible for a group company worth more than one billion."
"I can see that when the young master came back, he was full of murderous intent. He must have killed someone." An Mengxi gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to be around when the young master takes risks."
"There is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the arts!" Ye Qing rolled up his sleeves and wiped away the tears on her face: "You have practiced martial arts, so you feel that you can help me.
But have you ever thought about it, I have not only practiced martial arts, but also received military training.
The most important thing is that Liu Le next to me is the internal guard, and Wang Jian and Fan Tong are the king of special forces. If we all fail, it will be useless for you to be there.
Your battlefield is not a murderous fight, but a business war, where you wield a big stick of money to knock everyone else down. "
Ye Qing smiled and looked at her hesitant expression: "Just say what you want to say, don't make me guess and you can't figure it out."
An Mengxi's face suddenly turned red. , stammered: "According to the rules, after the Ye family accepts the An family as their disciple, I will be the young master's personal maid, and I must live and die with the young master. Unless the young master..."
Ye Qing looked at her with a smile: "Unless..."
"I..." An Mengxi considered the words, but didn't know how to say them.
Ye Qing seemed to be able to see through her thoughts: "Is it my attitude towards Chen Lu that chills your heart?"
An Mengxi smiled awkwardly: "The death of a rabbit and the death of a fox are sad things that harm their own kind."
Ye Qing shook his head: "You are different from her. She has a good family background and good cultivation, but underneath her beautiful appearance, she has a heart that puts profit first.
If it were just like this, I wouldn't treat her like this. The most terrifying thing about her is her cold nature..."
He looked up at the starry sky and slowly recounted the messy affairs of Chen Juncai's family.
The more An Mengxi listened, the more shocked she became. She had never thought that Chen Lu, who was so proud of heaven, could have such a tragic life experience.
And the way she handled things also shocked An Mengxi...
"She is a femme fatale." Ye Qing said calmly: "She can sell anyone for money. If she refuses to sell, it means the money is not enough."
An Mengxi glanced at him cautiously: "What do you think of me?"
"My respect for you speaks for itself!"
An Mengxi gritted her teeth and said, "But a girl doesn't want this kind of respect."
Ye Qing looked at her tearful eyes and suddenly understood.
The reason why An Mengxi is so reasonable is because no one indulges her, no one spoils her, and no one cares about her...
