The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

Li Tinghe immediately realized that Ling Che didn't smell like traditional Chinese medicine.

Damn it, it doesn't matter if his 100 million is gone.

For him, 100 million RMB is not much different from ordinary people losing one yuan.

If I'm not mistaken, Liu Xue'er is now in another man's bed.

It's a pity that Ling Che didn't become the Liu family's son-in-law.

Stretching out his hand, Ling Che greeted Li Tinghe with a smile.

Unfortunately, the other party turned a blind eye and withdrew his gaze with a cold expression.

The two continued to stare at LEE who was pole dancing in the middle of the field.

LEE was dancing vigorously, and all the men and women in the disco danced wildly, the atmosphere was extremely excited.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of oppression that pierced into her bones, and intuitively scanned the venue, and found the handsome man in Block D who was smoking a cigar.

Damn, why is Li Tinghe there?

Seeing his steely handsome face covered with haze, she lowered her head to glance at her umbilical strap and shorts...

Immediately, I felt my teeth were sore.

Li Tinghe is so jealous, will he hit her?

Just couldn't jump down.

She was so frightened that she almost threw out her brown wig.

Fortunately, the quality of the hairpin is so good that I can withstand it without taking my head off.

After half an hour of the lead dancer's frenzy, everyone's attention was not so concentrated on her, but when she was shaking and bouncing vigorously,

Another young beauty in only a bikini led the dancer up the podium.

LEE went down quietly, dodging left and right, and ran away from the dancing crowd.

A gleam of sadness flashed across Ling Che's expression.

Among so many people, she found Li Tinghe, but missed him.

After all, he is not as important as Li Tinghe, is he?

LEE slipped into the back alley, thought it was safe, and was in a hurry when he bumped into a hard wall of flesh.

"Who doesn't have eyes..." Before she finished speaking, she looked up and saw Li Tinghe in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like Hell Yama.

The temperature in the whole alley seemed to be colder than usual because of his presence.

Her snow-white skin couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Feeling guilty, she turned around and walked in the other direction.

"Young Madam, where are you going?" He Qiang appeared behind, blocking her way.

"Wrong person." She lowered her voice.

He Qiang opened his arms, not allowing her to pass.

Bai Jingxuan had no choice but to turn her head back, facing Li Tinghe, and asked with luck, "I put on such heavy makeup, you can't recognize it?"

Lu Zong's red-yellow eyes are gradually hidden, exaggerated and long false eyelashes, and the powder on the face is three times thicker than usual.

A wavy brown curly wig is extremely sensual.

The clothes with suspenders and thermal shorts are still shining, with thin arms and legs exposed...

It looks like the makeup of a nightclub girl.

"What do you think?" Li Tinghe almost squeezed out the three words from between his teeth.

When LEE thought of the low-cut V-neck she usually wears, Li Tinghe ferociously asked her to change it.

Is it doomed tonight?

"That's because I didn't recognize it." She was about to run from the side.

But he grabbed her wrist and tightly held her slender and delicate body into his arms.

The fierce and oppressive masculine breath sprayed on her face immediately.

Li Tinghe's eyes are as fierce as the storm before the shower, fierce and frightening.

She shrank her neck in fright, "Li...Master Li."

"What did you call me?" He slightly narrowed his sharp eyes.

"Li... President Li."

"Scream again?" The male voice, like a ghost from hell, was full of murderous death.