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Both girls were wearing long pants, but they must have been bruised and swollen from kneeling for so long.

An Xiaowei felt the coolness and comfort on her knees, and her golden eyes looked at Zhao Cheng with tears almost coming out of them. If Shu Lin hadn't been around, she really wanted to throw herself into his arms.

Shu Lin stared at him in a daze. Since the first time he saw Zhao Cheng today, his image had been constantly changing in his mind.

He was cruel and brutal in dealing with Park Joon-hee and Cha Kyung-joo, he was profit-driven in negotiations with various groups, he was lustful and impatient with Joo-hee, and now he is gentle and considerate in resolving grudges.

"Why are you doing this?" Shu Lin couldn't help but ask.

Obviously he couldn't resist, and Xiaowei couldn't resist either, so why did he go to so much trouble?

"Why?" Zhao Cheng looked at her sapphire eyes, and a solemn expression slowly appeared on his face. While Shu Lin Xiaowei was looking curious, puzzled and expectant, he thought seriously for a moment.

Suddenly he grinned and said, "Of course it's so that you can feel comfortable in my harem, hahahaha."

Shu Lin was stunned again. She thought she would hear a high-sounding answer and a passionate confession, but she didn't expect this answer.

An Xiaowei burst into laughter and stretched out her hands to pat Zhao Cheng on the back.

Zhao Cheng stood up, hugged Xiaowei, and kissed her pink lips.

If the kiss in the box was somewhat involuntary, then at this moment Xiao Wei wished she could rub herself into Zhao Cheng's arms, with her plump and full breasts pressed against Zhao Cheng's chest, like two pieces of wheat-colored dough, pressing out deep grooves.

Shu Lin blushed and turned her head away, but she lost resistance to Zhao Cheng's hand climbing up to her and let him hold her tightly, with his big hand covering her violently beating heart.

Zhao Cheng didn't know when the blanket on his body was spread over Zhuxi. He picked up the two girls and flew across the house, dropping scattered clothes along the way, and entered another bedroom.

Accompanied by a moan of pain and pleasure, Xiaowei felt the tearing pain disappear in an instant, and then a tide of pleasure surged in.

Shu Lin lay on the bed, covering her face with shame, but the gap was facing the place where Zhao Cheng and Xiao Wei were connected: "It's so big, will it hurt to death?"

Xiaowei's breasts were the most substantial, no less than Aunt Meijing's. Her wheat-colored skin was dotted with two pink dots, which were constantly swaying on the turbulent dough due to her own impact.

Scattered white hair spread on the sofa, Xiaowei's eyes were closed, her brows were slightly frowned, and she sometimes bit her lower lip and sometimes moaned softly.

Zhao Cheng raised his hands and pressed them on both sides of her body, with his fingers intertwined, making her body form a beautiful curve, making the waves on her chest more obvious, making Zhao Cheng unable to help but bite the pink nipples and lick them gently.

"Ah~" An Xiaowei cried softly, and Zhao Cheng let go of her hand. She put her arms around Zhao Cheng's neck, straightened her chest, and buried his handsome face in her chest.

This was the most satisfying part of her body, and she only hoped that Zhao Cheng could feel how vast it was.

Shu Lin blushed and immediately exclaimed, and a big hand gently stroked her fair and naked body, bringing waves of heat wherever it passed.

Zhao Cheng raised his head and admired Shu Lin's charming curves. She was the fairest among his girlfriends who had not undergone Yijing marrow cleansing, so a slight touch made her skin turn pink, which made people feel excited.

The frequency of Zhao Cheng's waist and abdomen increased, causing Xiaowei to subconsciously grab the bed sheet at her side. Her plump breasts kept bouncing, and she no longer cared that Shu Lin was beside her, and she moaned loudly.

Zhao Cheng's hand also slid down to the hole of Shu Lin from which juice was flowing out, and gently rubbed the pearl on the top, making Shu Lin frown slightly and let out a soft cry involuntarily.

"Ugh!!!" Xiaowei grabbed Zhao Cheng's arm and shook her head desperately.

Her body was tightly frozen, and one could see the tight curve of her neck leaning back. She placed one hand on her belly, begging Zhao Cheng not to move.

But Zhao Cheng would not let her go. The continuous "pa pa" sounds made Xiaowei tense up again just after she had recovered from the stiffness.

Grasping the bed sheet tightly with both hands, Xiao Wei leaned back against the bed and let out another high-pitched scream before collapsing on the bed, feeling the mighty stick being pulled out.

Shu Lin closed her eyes, feeling the big hand playing with the pearl in the garden, but suddenly she felt her legs being suddenly spread apart, and then her body seemed to be torn apart, and the strong feeling seemed to hit her heart.

At the same time, the desire that had just accumulated burst out, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan, then stood up and hugged Zhao Cheng's strong body.

Zhao Cheng only felt a stream of liquid gushing out from below, making the space between them more lubricated. With a thought, he changed it to a normal size amid Shu Lin's exclamation.

Shu Lin's scream turned into a continuous moan in the blink of an eye. She didn't know when it started, but the tearing pain disappeared in the blink of an eye, and a more turbulent wave surged over her, leaving her no time to care about Xiaowei beside her.

Soon he was sent to the top of a high mountain: “Ah!!!”

The fair and tender body hugged Zhao Cheng tightly, and her long golden hair spread on the bed, twitching constantly at the hand of her master.

The Yuan Qi in Dan Zhong became 5 parts. Zhao Cheng absorbed a part of the Yuan Yin with peace of mind. The Tao seed in his body became more moisturized and regained some of its former brilliance.

Zhao Cheng clearly felt that the increase in his life span was definitely still not as good as the initial one, but it was still a hundred times better than the feeling of being in his seventies or eighties.

He withdrew from the Angry Dragon and rushed in again under Xiaowei's expectant eyes, and Shu Lin was picked up by him and placed on Xiaowei's body.

The two girls hugged each other, Zhao Cheng held Shu Lin's buttocks with both hands, and controlled Xiao Wei's waist and hips with his telekinetic tentacles. It was time to test his accuracy and frequency.

The muscles between the waist and abdomen instantly turned into motors, rapidly shuttling between the two gardens.

The two women couldn't see the scene behind them. The fast frequency made them think that Zhao Cheng was just moving in and out of their flowers, and they all started to cry out at the same time.

For a moment, the sound of strong slapping mixed with the moans and groans. This was the first time Zhao Cheng tried such an operation, and he felt a fire burning in his heart.

Before long, the scattered juice floated in the air, and the two girls screamed at the same time, hugged each other tightly, and sprayed out wave after wave of transparent liquid.

Zhao Cheng's eyes lit up, and just as the angry dragon was about to rush in again, a naked body hugged him from behind, and a soft voice rang out: "Master~ I want it too~"

Oh my god, I can’t make any room for myself.

Zhao Cheng reached back and pulled Zhu Xi in front of him, holding her in his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her delicate lips, while his telekinetic tentacles reached down into the garden.

At the same time, his waist and abdomen pushed forward and entered Shu Lin Xiaowei's body again at a very high frequency.

Zhuxi felt like she was sitting on a bumpy boat. The soft thing on the boat poured into her body, stimulating a different feeling.

"Oppa~ Um~~ What is this?"

Zhao Cheng smiled wickedly and did not answer. He simply put Zhuxi on Shulin's back and supported her with his telekinesis, so that three flowers piled up in front of him, blooming with moving colors.

This time, Zhao Cheng did not stop. Fortunately, his tall stature allowed him to move back and forth. It was also the first time that he felt the rapid consumption of his physical strength.

After all, maintaining a common feeling among three people is completely different from that when there are only two people, and the different widths, tight wrinkles and wrapping feelings are even more stimulating to the nerves.

The charming moans of the three girls in the room continued to stimulate the dragon's rage.

“Ahhhh!!!!!!!”×3

Finally, Zhao Cheng roared like a tiger, and amid the girls' moans, his semen gushed out.

The branches in the garden were covered with white frost. Seeing that decadent scene made Zhao Cheng angry. His telekinetic tentacles popped out, and Zhuxi, Xiaowei and Shulin knelt in front of him.

The round and perky buttocks were placed side by side, and Zhao Cheng launched an attack again.

The author says:

Author's words: No matter how hard I try, it's still past 12 o'clock, but the length is enough, almost 4 chapters. The pictures may be swallowed, so take care of yourselves, brothers.

Thanks to Qiaofeng for the reward and coins.

Thanks to the big scene for urging for updates, rewards and coins.

Thanks to the coin that didn't sleep at nine o'clock.

2 update today.

I basically updated 5 times yesterday, just 500 words short, so let me take a break today.

In addition, last night’s chapter was swallowed and is being revised.

There will be two updates around 8,9 or o'clock tonight.

Chapter 318 Arrangement

On the other hand, Park Jun-hee's mother Yeon Na-young watched her son being escorted away, but unusually she did not feel too sad.

The huge void created by the transfer of all shares filled her heart, swallowing up all possible emotions like a black hole in the starry sky.

The annual income of more than 2000 billion yuan disappeared into thin air, and she seemed to be drifting away. She didn't even know how she got back home.

He opened the door in a daze, fell on the sofa, and stared at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

Are you going to just let it go? That's 2000 billion per year! This is no different from taking your own life.

No, he just wanted to kill himself, Park Tae-yong! Zhao Cheng!

They must have been dissatisfied with themselves and the shares they held for a long time, and took the opportunity to make trouble through Junxi's incident.

But what should I do?

Figures flashed through Yan Naying's mind. Who can help me?

The Park family? They had long disliked me, especially after I gave birth to a son for Park Wangcheng, those people looked at me with eyes that wanted to eat me alive.

Immersed in sadness and resentment, Yeon Na-young completely forgot how she had fought for the shares and how she had been thinking about becoming the heir.

Those familiar directors of WS? That's even more impossible. Who would become an enemy of Park Tae-yong because of such a thing, not to mention that the other party has close ties with the second generation of SG Group and UN Group.

Yeon Na-young suddenly swept the things on the coffee table to the ground, stood up, picked up the decorative vase next to the sofa and smashed it to pieces.

These damn second-generation chaebols! Damn the connections, damn the powerful! Yeon Na-young cursed in her heart.

But she forgot that she was once a member of that group and was very proud of it.

Perhaps it was precisely because she was once a member that she became more and more aware that there was no room for maneuver.

Find other members of the Park family and the board of directors to jointly put pressure on Park Tae-yong? Make this matter a hot topic so that he can't easily deprive someone of their equity? Of course it is possible, and it may even succeed.

But at what cost?

It would be great if a son lost his inheritance rights and would no longer have the chance to touch the women of WS Group.

They will be like hyenas on the grassland, staring at injured and weakened prey, looking around you, standing around you ready to attack your most vulnerable place at any time, and finally standing in front of your dying body, laughing triumphantly, and sharing your corpse.

Yan Naying shuddered as she stood there. By then, maybe it would be worse than now. At least she still had 1% of the preferred dividend shares.

The scene in her mind was too real, and Yan Naying suddenly woke up. She picked up the tablet that had fallen to the ground, opened the database, and looked at the family's shareholding structure.

What I imagined might be the truth. Even if Park Junxi didn't get into trouble this time, the mother and son would not get any benefits in the future.

A 15% stake was too eye-catching. When Park Wang-sung was around, he could gain support by pleasing him.

It's ridiculous that she didn't wake up when her biggest backer fell and still thought she could still give orders as before by relying on her status as a wife.

Yeon Na-young carefully browsed through the information of family members and the board of directors, and her eyes swept over a woman with a somewhat sharp look.

Park Jung-ah, Park Tae-yong's sister, has never been married. She wants to compete with Park Tae-yong for control of the group and is extremely dissatisfied with the current situation.

Unfortunately, she had no business talent, was sarcastic and had a bad temper, and could not get the support of the board of directors at all.

It would have been better if I had approached her immediately at that time, but it is not impossible now. If the other party "accidentally" finds out about my situation, how will she react?

Yan Naying thought about it and felt a surge of pleasure of revenge in her heart, but she still had to let Zhao Cheng cure her son.

As long as Park Joon-hee is healthy and alive, he will always have a chance to fight for the inheritance rights.

Yan Naying's eyes moved down and fell on Zhao Cheng's photo.

The information in the material is very simple and does not contain much useful information. It is obvious that Park Tae-yong did this deliberately.

But Yeon Na-young remembered how Zhao Cheng hugged Cha Joo-hee and his expression when he talked to Chen Shulin. Her woman's intuition made her understand that Zhao Cheng was not without interest.

So I scrolled down the information again.

Meng Lianzhu, the wife of the group's director, has a good relationship with me. She is a rare woman with a look comparable to mine, and her daughter Li Xiangqing is an even rarer beauty.

Park Wangcheng had planned with himself how to get the mother and daughter, but he fainted before he could carry it out.

If he wanted to please Zhao Cheng or create discord between Zhao Cheng and Park Jung-ya, he could make good use of this.

......

On the other side, Choi Jong-hae, in great spirits, returned home and changed his shoes at the entrance.

As soon as I walked into the living room, I saw my father and brother sitting there waiting for me.

Cui Zhonghai subconsciously shrank his neck, and his somewhat excited expression turned into a nervous expression: "Dad, brother, you guys haven't slept yet?"

"I heard that you were very excited along the way and talked to Mingmin all the way?" Cui Xianjun said indifferently.

"Haha, I'm a bit too excited." Cui Zhonghai scratched his head and smiled foolishly, secretly cursing Xin Mingmin in his heart for being too nosy and being able to tell tales like this.

However, he didn't know how much torture Xin Mingmin was suffering along the way, and he had to talk to him and remind him what he could say and what he couldn't say. The key point was that Xin Mingmin himself didn't know a lot of information, which made him waste countless brain cells along the way.

"Humph." Cui Xianjun felt angry when he saw his silly look, and scolded him angrily:

"I've told you that the mouth can cause trouble, don't you know? You will be a leader in the future, and leaders are people who let others guess what they think. Look at what you are like!"

If it were usual, Cui Zhonghai would definitely take the scolding obediently, but after seeing how fierce Zhao Cheng was today, he felt a little unconvinced. Didn’t he say a lot?

I couldn't help but mutter to myself: "Some people who talk too much are also leaders..."

"You dare to talk back?!" Cui Xianjun suddenly stood up from the sofa and pulled out the belt from his waist.