The Romantic Soldier King

Qiao Rubing who had been sitting on the sofa the entire time swept his eyes coldly across the dark hall, and saw that the couples in the arena were all hugging each other intimately. He put his arms around his neck and pressed his body close to the other side without leaving a single crack. Not only did his ears and temples grind, but his lower body was also fondly rubbing together with the soothing music.    

    

Even the rich and famous were not exempt from this; it was even more degenerate and extravagant. This kind of large-scale party was still okay, but for some small scale private parties, they were even more unrestrained and chaotic than nightclubs. This was also the reason why Qiao Rubing wasn't willing to participate in parties.    

    

Slightly sweeping her gaze once more, she saw Ye Cheng and Su Jingmei intertwined, a strange look flashing past her eyes, and then, she lowered her head, thinking about something.    

    

Su Jingmei had long been distracted, and continued to listen to the hard friction. She found it difficult to control herself, and was no longer satisfied with the ambiguous stimulus through the clothes. She laid beside Ye Cheng's ear and cried out like a mosquito, and her voice even trembled a little as she said, "Take me back, okay?"    

    

Ye Cheng was also unable to endure the desire, but after hearing Su Jingmei's words, he immediately calmed down. Bringing her back to the villa hotel would definitely be discovered by Chen Luoxue, so he could only find an excuse: "No, not tonight.    

    

Su Jingmei said in an emotional and tender voice, "But I really want it right now."    

    

hated that he couldn't immediately put her right where she was, but his reason told him that he couldn't. In order to calm Su Jingmei down, he could only move his lower body and rub it against her. Su Jingmei felt his lower body become empty, and uncontrollably fell to his side, his movements becoming more and more unrestrained.    

    

Ye Cheng looked around, a majority of the men and women were immersed in the two worlds, no one was paying attention to anyone else, and immediately felt relieved.    

    

The duo continued their dubious interactions as though they were addicted to drugs and didn't want to separate on their own accord.    

    

Su Jingmei's face flushed red as she felt her lower body's vigorous and passionate objects forcefully propping up her secret area again and again. She bit her lips, not letting her moan too loudly.    

    

Suddenly, her body trembled, the excitement of happiness had reached its peak, and she fell into Ye Cheng's embrace while panting heavily.    

    

Ye Cheng also felt the change in Su Jingmei as he hugged her waist and stopped rubbing.    

    

Su Jingmei was ecstatic in his heart and body, and he whispered with a voice that could pierce through bone: "You're really strong, you can give me an enjoyment that I have never felt before just from your clothes before, I am especially looking forward to how it will feel once it enters my body."    

    

Ye Cheng laughed sinisterly: "It looks forward to it too!"    

    

"I'm really going to be killed by you." "Su Jingmei felt that his lower body was wet and uncomfortable, he hit Ye Cheng's chest playfully. I'm going to the bathroom. "    

    

"Go!" Ye Cheng released Su Jingmei, took the opportunity and shoved his hands into his pockets. He gently pushed the clothes around, straightening them, and then stuck close to his underwear, covering the extremely indecent tent.    

    

He let out a long breath of air and walked back to the resting sofa, and took the chance to glance in Zhou Jialin's direction. She only saw Lin Tianjiao and the rest sitting around her, drinking and chatting with her.    

    

Ten minutes later, Su Jingmei who had gone to the restroom returned back to the hall, but before she could walk to the sofa that Ye Cheng was resting on, she was stopped by a man who invited her to dance. She really couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to dance with him. However, her heart was in Cao Zhen Xin Han, dancing with the man, her eyes looking towards Ye Cheng's direction from time to time.    

    

Time flew by, and after the party, everyone left one after another. Ye Cheng followed Qiao Rubing and Ning Luochan out of the villa.    

    

After Ye Cheng got his car from the car park, he returned to the front door of the villa to pick Qiao Rubing and Ning Luochan up. After parking the car, when he got off the car and opened the door, Zhou Jialin arrived at the main entrance accompanied by a group of bodyguards and East China Sea Four Young Masters s.    

    

"Crap, why did we meet again?" Ye Cheng anxiously turned around and faced his back.    

    

Qiao Rubing greeted: "Miss Lynn, you're leaving too?"    

    

"That's right!" Zhou Jialin nodded.    

    

Qiao Rubing took the initiative to invite them: "Where do you live? How about I send you back? "    

    

Ye Cheng's heart thumped, and he silently prayed that Zhou Jialin would not agree. Zhou Jialin's following words allowed him to be completely at ease.    

    

Zhou Jialin tactfully rejected, "Thank you. You can have the bodyguards send me back."    

    

"I hope that I can have a chance to chat with the Miss Lynn, and even more so, hope to have a chance to cooperate with him."    

    

"I understand Winning Group, I will seriously consider it." Zhou Jialin did not remember many people at this party, but he remembered this talented woman from Eastsea City's business world. Maybe it was because they admired each other.    

    

No matter if it was out of concern or from the bottom of his heart, Qiao Rubing was still very happy. "Then, we'll meet in private, I'll be taking my leave first!"    

    

After bidding farewell to Zhou Jialin, Qiao Rubing and Ning Luochan got on the carriage first. Ye Cheng quickly closed the door and returned to the driver's seat.    

    

Zhou Jialin only sent him a polite gaze as her beautiful eyes inadvertently glanced at Qiao Rubing's driver. With that glance, she saw Ye Cheng's back and the outline of his face. Although it was just a profile, it still felt a little familiar. A young man who made her feel extremely embarrassed suddenly appeared in her mind. She could not help but be stunned, her eyes stared straight at Ye Cheng, until the car drove off.    

    

Was it him? The two of them looked too much like each other, as if they were carved from the same mold. Zhou Jialin really wanted to catch up and take a closer look, but she was destined not to be this reckless with her identity.    

    

The figure that she had finally forgotten appeared in her mind once more. She blamed herself deeply in her heart. If she hadn't had a bad temper and had an argument with him on the spot, he wouldn't have left in anger and wouldn't have lost his life in a car accident ?    

    

A bodyguard saw that Zhou Jialin was in a daze, and even though the car had arrived, he did not notice, and reminded him softly: "Miss, the car is here."    

    

"Oh!" Zhou Jialin woke up from his stupor and regained his composure. She asked the person beside her, "Which one of you knows Miss Qiao's driver?"    

    

Seeing that no one said anything, Song Liangjun anxiously said: "I know!" Why would the Miss Lynn be interested in a mere little security guard? Thinking back to the whole night, Zhou Jialin didn't even take the initiative to say a single word to him, and his heart felt even more depressed.    

    

Zhou Jialin asked excitedly: "What's that person's name?"    

    

"Ye Cheng is just a small security guard." Song Liangjun thought about how it was impossible for someone with such a noble identity like Zhou Jialin to know Ye Cheng. Maybe he had offended her, and so he volunteered: "If he offended Miss Lynn, I would be happy to teach him a lesson."    

    

"He didn't offend me, but he looks a bit familiar." Zhou Jialin was a little disappointed. The name was not right, it was definitely not the same person, but they all had the same surname, maybe it had something to do with the dead Ye Sheng.    

    

Back then, in order to complete a mission, Ye Cheng had not used his real name, but had changed it to 'Ye Sheng'. After obtaining the things protected by the mission, he was immediately targeted by the special agents of other countries. He purposely quarreled with Zhou Jialin and took the chance to leave. When he fought with agents from other countries, he created the illusion that he had lost his life in a car accident and successfully completed the mission.    

    

Ye Cheng did not realize that Zhou Jialin had already noticed him. After sending Qiao Rubing and Ning Luochan back to the villa, he went to the room opposite of Qiao Rubing's by himself.    

    

Just as he entered the house and switched on the light, he could smell a very faint fragrance. This was a woman's body fragrance, it was definitely not the body fragrance of Chen Luoxue, Qiao Rubing and the rest. Furthermore, the remaining time was not long. If the time was too long, the fragrance would dissipate.    

    

Who would it be? He immediately raised his vigilance and swept his sharp eyes across the room.    

    

The room was very clean and tidy, it looked normal on the surface, but Ye Cheng could not help but to think that he was being too cautious. Suddenly, he noticed the window curtain.    

    

It was a thick crimson curtain, and even if one pulled it up during the day, it would definitely block out most of the sunlight. Behind the curtain, there seemed to be someone watching him.    

    

Having been in the special forces for so many years, Ye Cheng's senses were extremely sharp. Adding to his increased vigilance, he could feel that that gaze was still filled with hatred. In the blink of an eye, he guessed who was hiding behind the curtain and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.    

    

Right at that moment, Ye Cheng's ringtone suddenly rang, it was extremely ear-piercing in this quiet sealed environment. He looked at the curtain and took out his cell phone at a leisurely pace. He saw that it was a text from 'Miss'.    

    

He labeled the unfamiliar woman who had been harassing him for the past two days as' Miss'. The short letter read: Is mister free tonight? I really want to be shot.    

    

Ye Cheng read the text message and laughed out loud. He replied: "You are so cocky." Damn it, it's so late in the night and I can't bear to think about men, can I?    

    

Before he could put away his phone, a message quickly replied. Yes, do you have time? I can take the initiative to visit you.    

    

Come on, but it's a waste of time tonight, and I won't give you any money.    

    

Address?    

    

Ye Cheng casually sent the address over, and there was no reply. After sending off the 'Miss' and putting away his phone, he deliberately walked towards the curtain with heavy footsteps.    

    

"Hua!" He stretched his waist and said to himself, "Tonight is a good night, a beautiful morning. It would be perfect if there was a woman accompanying him for the Spring Festival Gala!"    

    

As he spoke, he reached for the other curtain. Suddenly, the curtain was flung open, revealing a beautiful figure dressed in the hotel staff uniform. At the same time, a shiny dagger pierced towards his heart.    

    

Without waiting for the dagger to pierce into his chest, Ye Cheng's hands quickly grabbed the waiter's wrist and twisted forcefully. The attendant was in extreme pain, and the dagger dropped from his hand.    

    

That beautiful figure did not care about the pain, and fiercely kicked towards Ye Cheng's groin. Ye Cheng's knees hurriedly moved closer to her, tightly clamping onto her jade legs. Her fingers quickly poked a few times at her body, and then, the person who attacked him just stood there like a wooden puppet.    

    

Ye Cheng lightly hooked his fingers under the servant's chin, he raised her head and giggled: "Xiao Ya, do you miss me? "Just say it if you think about me. It's not like I'm going to eat you if you come in openly."    

    

This waiter was actually Xiao Ya, the Great Milk God killer that he was once strong against.    

    

The Xiao Ya glared at Ye Cheng with eyes filled with endless killing intent, but she was so aggrieved in her heart that she was about to die. She didn't dare to think too deeply about it. She would definitely be stronger than this pervert again.