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Chapter 138 Everything goes well, mourning the death of my wife(2/3)

Li Miaoxian and Bai Wanning left early.

Give him some private time. Even if he can't go out today, it's time for him to contact the outside world. They have left him many escape routes.

Zhao Chen did take out his mobile phone and sent a message to Mitsui Yukiko:

"There is something going on at home today, so I won't go there. Xuezi, go to bed early and remember to apply medicine so that she doesn't stay swollen... Don't be disappointed. I'll come find you tomorrow when I have time."

He threw off his slippers and lay on the sofa. He still felt unwilling to accept it. It had been so many days, and he had a hunch in his heart that if he worked overtime and said a few words, he might be able to arrange a happy and perfect life for Xuezi.

Last night, he had already discussed with Xuezi her life and life plan when she was fifty-five years old.

I can finish it soon...

Chen Yanlan sat next to him and suddenly pointed to the mobile phone beside him and said, "Someone has sent you a message..."

"Hmm..." He responded, then reached out to touch his phone.

In the process, he was shocked all over.

The familiar voice appears again:

[Congratulations, this mission has been successfully completed]

[Reward content: South Pacific shipwreck ruins, you can get a lot of treasures, the specific location coordinates are: xxx]

Zhao Chen's hand movements paused for a moment.

Without hesitation, he took the phone over and took a look at the message.

Just as he thought.

Sent by Yukiko Mitsui.

"Dear Zhao Chenjun, people have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's not the same at this time. Xuezi has already been familiar with separation. For me, Zhao Chenjun's company these days is precious, and Xuezi is flattered;

Xuezi has never been a girl who doesn't know how to be satisfied. She was very moved to accompany Xuezi for so many days, but Zhao Chenjun should still focus on family affairs and not waste too much time on Xuezi;

Xuezi knew deeply that Zhao Chenjun was using his sincerity, affection, and responsibility to promise a happy life to Xuezi. This process was inherently gratifying, and Zhao Chenjun's intentions made Xuezi deeply moved;

You have to forgive Xuezi's stupidity. Only today did I understand that Zhao Chenjun's efforts alone are absolutely impossible. Since Zhao Chenjun is planning life for Xuezi, then Xuezi can openly tell Zhao Chenjun at this time that Xuezi never thought

Even if I have to leave you, Xuezi will always be Zhao Chenjun’s Xuezi. Fifty-five years old is not the end. At the age of fifty-five, Xuezi will still be Zhao Chenjun’s...

Year after year, morning and evening.

A happy life is not difficult in the first place, and the weight of life is never given by external things. Xuezi thinks inwardly, and the heavy emotions can also make Xuezi's life abundant and happy. With this alone, Xuezi is already very satisfied."

Zhao Chen was silent for a long time.

The noisy keyboard sounds around him made him feel more peaceful.

A Japanese girl who has been exposed to Chinese for a few months used this simple Chinese text to deeply touch his heart. Zhao Chen felt a sense of joy. He was delighted that he could have such a bright and beautiful thing like love again;

Fortunately, this task was not his own effort. Mitsui Yukiko, that delicate Loli girl, also ran staggeringly in his direction.

He clenched his fists.

He really didn't have the time to think about shipwrecks or treasures right now.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! If given the chance, he would like to hold Xuezi in his arms at this moment, touch her white hair, and contemplate her exquisiteness.

little face.

Now that I think back to it, Xuezi's smiles and smiles are all in my memory.

etc!

He forced himself to stop his thoughts.

This isn't right.

Why do I feel like I miss my deceased wife when I am moved?

He turned to talk to Chen Yanlan, "Hey, how do you feel about missing your deceased wife?"

The little secretary shrank her neck, "I don't know, don't kill me, I'm not your wife, you won't feel this way if I die..."

Zhao Chen's expression paused.

Damn it.

We can’t even talk anymore, where is the second uncle, Fugui, come back quickly, I’m emo!

However, this mission ends here, and I no longer have to worry about my girls getting pregnant for no apparent reason.

The big stone weighing on his heart suddenly relaxed, and he felt a little happy.

"Go, stop working, change your clothes, and dance for me..."

"I can't dance."

"If you don't know how to jump, you will die!" Zhao Chen deliberately scared her.

Chen Yanlan closed her computer, took off her black-rimmed glasses, and went to change clothes as she was told.

Not long after.

The tens of thousands of dollars of Manhattan speakers in Zhao Chen's home have already started playing music.

Chen Yanlan wore a long-sleeved shirt and a black horse-faced skirt that Li Miaoxian bought for her. This was perhaps one of the few clothes she could find that she could wear for dancing.

She knew that Zhao Chen liked to play elegantly.

Of course, she only found out when Zhao Chen played soothing ancient music on the stereo. Otherwise, she would have prepared a tube top skirt and a DJ for him.

Zhao Chen was lying on the sofa.

Chen Yanlan's body swayed casually to the dance music. Her stiff body gradually became more flexible, and Zhao Chen could see something about it.

The little secretary has a good figure.

She especially knows what men want to see when they watch dancing. She doesn't know any difficult moves, but when it comes to letting her show off her figure, it becomes easy all of a sudden.

Zhao Chen also watched with great interest.

It's just that the sound of the stereo was a bit too loud. Not long after, Li Miaoxian came down from the stairs with a sullen face. She saw Chen Yanlan who was dancing freely without any set patterns, and then she saw the one who was lying on the sofa watching with a happy face.

Zhao Chen.

She said nothing, went downstairs, took a pot of water, and carried it upstairs.

He finally showed a smile and was happy, but she didn't want to disturb his mood.

If she had a choice, she would rather Chen Yanlan learn to dance and let him have fun at home every day, rather than have him spend all his time looking for flowers and having no one care about him when he is drunk.

The nights are very long.

Zhao Chen replied to Xuezi's message again, "Xuezi, go dye your hair light blue. I'm tired of white hair..."

"Aha? So fast?"

"Well, it's not that I'm tired of it, I just want to possess all of Xuezi's beauty."

"Okay, I'm going to dye my hair tomorrow."

Everything goes well and he feels happy.

The more I look at it, the more attractive I find Chen Yanlan's figure.

He immediately thought of where to spend the night tonight. Li Miaoxian was right, the food at home was always better than the food outside.

"Are you busy at work today?" He waved his hand, not letting her continue dancing, and asked her to come over.

"Fortunately; after our advance exploration, three thousand mercenaries may not be enough to capture the northern part of Myanmar. Although mercenaries have strong individual combat capabilities, this is not an advantage...

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Snapped

Zhao Chen patted her butt. He had never experienced Chen Yanlan in a horse-faced skirt. The pure white shirt could not wrap up the pair of deposits.

When you are doing business, you have to talk about irrelevant things.

If you don't know how to do big things, if the northern Burmese area was so easy to be conquered by you, someone would have already settled there to develop real estate. Sure enough, women's ideas are childish.

Chen Yanlan lay casually on the sofa, sitting in his arms.

Zhao Chen felt a little satisfied when he saw the word "Chen" tattooed on her waist. This sinful ritual, logo, and mark made him feel the dominant power that a male should have.

Domineering, controlling, possessive...everything will make a normal man crazy.

"Evaluate your man me."

“Bad review.”

"Think carefully and then answer me, otherwise I will mourn my deceased wife."

"Okay." She said sincerely.

While she was thinking, Zhao Chen admired her.

"You are young and promising, lustful and romantic, but you have the most basic kindness... but you also have serious psychological problems. I tried to analyze your previous living environment and found that you are a person who lacks love.

So you are lustful and romantic because you actually want to use the ultimate financial advantage to exchange for those complicated loves. You lack love, so you pursue it aimlessly... Of course, this does not conflict with your lust... Don't get me wrong.
To be continued...
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