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Chapter 22 How powerful are you?

Zhuo Yang was not upstairs, nor was he worried about Bevli because he had seen this white man. It was at the train station in Hannover last year. Zhuo Yang met Bevli giving away someone, but the one he gave was now

The man who lives in her, her ex-boyfriend.

Bevli, downstairs, suddenly turned around and had a fierce quarrel with the man. She couldn't hear clearly what she quarreled, but her refusal and disgust for the man was completely expressed through body language.

The man is in his thirties, but he is wearing a short-sleeved flower shirt early, revealing two tattooed flower arms. The man pointed at Bevli's nose, as if threatening her, Zhuo Yang planned to go out and intervene.

After all, Bevli is his woman now.

Before he could take off his bathrobe and change his clothes, the man downstairs said something viciously to Bevli, and then turned around and left. Zhuo Yang also breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them definitely didn't seem to have any personal relationship.

It looks like there is no green on my head.



After a warm and deep kiss, Bevli hugged Zhuo Yang's waist and put her head on his shoulder to calm her breathing. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the tender moment. From when Zhuo Yang promised to stay in Milan for a day

, He and she knew that they had been in love for a long time, and some things that should and could be done will be natural today.

Immersed in the confused air, Bevli suddenly heard Zhuo Yang ask her softly: "What happened just now?"

Bevli was a little stunned, and she raised her head: "What? What happened?"

Zhuo Yang pointed to the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.

Looking down her fingers, Bevli instantly understood, her expression became nervous and extremely uneasy.

"...Zhuo Yang, what have you seen?...No, I mean... nothing is wrong... there are some misunderstandings, I...I have solved it." Bevli said incoherently.

"Bevli, if you have anything to do, you can tell me. That man... your ex-boyfriend, why is he still pestering you?" Zhuo Yang simply pointed out the words.

"...It's really nothing... Zhuo Yang... believe me,... money... borrow money... he wants to ask me to borrow money."

"He said he failed in business and owed some debts and wanted to borrow some money from me. Haha, you gave me all my money, how could I lend it to him? You said yes, my dear."

Although Fuli has become quite well-known now, she has not yet entered the stage of getting rich with bulk income. Her daily expenses are mainly the money given by Zhuo Yang, and Zhuo Yang has always been very generous to her women.

"I'm really just asking you if you borrow money? I think he's quite fierce, he borrows money so well?"

"...Really, I won't lie to you, his personality is like that... Zhuo Yang, I didn't do anything to sorry for you. Do you believe me, okay?"

Zhuo Yang knows what Bevli is referring to, and of course he believes in her, because Bevli has no reason to betray him. Any woman who is not stupid will know what to do between Zhuo Yang and such a man.

choose.

"Of course I believe you, Bevli, I just don't want you to get into trouble." Zhuo Yang said to her gentlely.

Bevli's tears instantly came: "Thank you, Zhuo Yang, I love you, I love you..." How lucky is you to have you in this life.

The soft and soft soothing and tender kiss finally stopped the woman's tears. After the two snuggled together silently for a moment, Bevli explained the whole story in detail.

In Bevli's story, after the man's business failed, he kept calling her, hoping to get financial help from Bevli. In the concept of a man, Bevli is now a star, and he probably won't

She was short of money, and her boyfriend Zhuo Yang was even richer. Just vomiting a little can help him overcome the difficulties in front of him.

After being rejected by Bevli, the man chased him from Paris to Milan, stubbornly threatening, just for the word "money".

"Do I need to come forward to help you solve it?" Zhuo Yang asked Bevli.

"No, no, no," Bevli said hurriedly: "You don't need to come forward. People like him are not worth your visit. I will solve it, believe me."

"Okay..., why don't you just tell him that money is not a problem, you can borrow as much as you want, but he has to come to talk to me." Zhuo Yangxin said: Give my grandson ten courage, look at how turtle-looking he looks like

, if you dare to stand in front of me, you are a person.

Indeed, Bevli's ex-boyfriend is not as tall as hers, and she looks a little vulgar. Zhuo Yang saw him twice, and his clothes were not very upright and looked a little sloppy. There was always a tired look on his face.

, she had no temperament and didn't get on the table. I don't know if Bevli was blind in those years, and she could be good at such a thing.

"Haha, I understand." Bevli bent a little, buried her head in Zhuo Yang's chest, and took a deep breath of his male aura.

"Are you hungry? Let's go to have a meal first?" Zhuo Yang and Fatty had eaten fried steak two hours ago, but Bevli must have had an empty stomach.

"I... want to eat you first."

Just this sentence changed the air in the whole room, and the beautiful and magnificent emotions instantly filled the space. Zhuo Yang under the bathrobe was immediately flirted with reaction.

"I don't know who ate whom." The man chuckled and started to move his feet.

The woman is not showing any weakness. She has her tender and beautiful hands crossing the snow field, accurately grasping his anger and stubbornness. "Zhuo Yang, you are so strong..."

Some of them are like two village women fighting, tearing each other's clothes to each other.

Soon, the general's battle robe fell off, the horse took off his armor and belt, and the body achieved through years of exercise and exercise made her dizzy and confused.

"Zhuo Yang, you are really strong... They all said... you can fight alone... more than a dozen...is it... really..."

"Of course... it's true... I'm very good at fighting..." The two of them were in a hurry, and they were breathless.

"...Then you will... protect me... aren't you... how powerful are you..." Perhaps, what Bevli said at this moment does not mean fighting.

"...My...Chinese Kung Fu...I will protect you...ever,...I am better than my elder sister..." At this time, the general wanted to ride the horse and lie on the couch.

"...Sister's...Chinese Kung Fu...you've seen..., Scar and Vasiba's wedding... The eldest sister beats the gangsters on the head,...the sister can beat three..."

Suddenly, Zhuo Yang stopped all his movements and stopped there as if he was frozen. Bevli looked at him with a terrified expression on his face, and did not dare to show off.

After a while, Zhuo Yang didn't say a word, picked up the shirt on the hook beside the bed, put it on, and left it open without buttoning it. He slowly walked to the table in front of the sofa and picked the bottle of red wine just now

Pour a full cup, pick it up and suck it slowly.

During the whole process, Bevli didn't dare to move, and half-lying to look at Zhuo Yang, his face full of panic and despair.

Zhuo Yang drank the remaining red wine in his hand and then he slowly opened his mouth, his voice so low that it was terrifying.

"I want to know everything."

"...what...I don't understand..." Bevli knew that the thing she was most worried about finally happened.

Zhuo Yang poured another glass of wine, but he held it in his hand and didn't drink it.

"I wonder why, your ex-boyfriend, on that night, would appear in Paris, trying to rob my sister."

The indoor temperature has reached freezing point and the air has become solidified.
Chapter completed!
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