Film and Television: The Trillion-Dollar Apartment, Starting with Sang Zhi's Mother

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Zhang Haiyan is clearly over thirty years old.

She bit her lip tightly, her expression full of hesitation.

"Sister Yan~"

"Your knees seem difficult to bend?"

Bai Chen leaned forward and whispered something in Zhang Haiyan's ear. His voice seemed to carry a spell, causing Zhang Haiyan to freeze in place.

"White...Master."

"Plop.."

Zhang Haiyan hesitated for only three seconds before kneeling down.

This feeling is an indelible mark etched into my bones.

It comes from my childhood, from the time I trained with a mercenary group abroad.

It is torture.

It's another unforgettable emotion...

"Sister Yan, do you know?"

"what do you know?"

Bai Chen smiled and gently bent down to pinch her round cheek.

You look really good right now.

"Don't you understand my feelings for you?"

Zhang Haiyan frowned deeply: "President Bai..."

"No, Master."

"Is making me kneel on the ground your way of showing affection?"

No matter how strong a woman appears on the outside.

There is still a vulnerable side to her.

Zhang Haiyan's eyes flickered; her mind was a complete mess, and she had no idea why all of this was happening.

"Sister Yan~"

"You can't say that."

While speaking.

Bai Chen casually lifted the fair arm and held it in his palm.

In a moment, Zhang Haiyan lost her balance and fell into Bai Chen's arms.

"white....!"

"what are you up to?"

"What do you think..." Bai Chen smiled calmly, gently lowered his head, and kissed her red lips.

"Ok?"

"Mmm...mmm..."

Zhang Haiyan resisted with almost all her might, but the effect was negligible.

The upper body had already lost its balance.

Now, being held in someone's arms, I've completely lost my balance.

"Huff huff..."

The passionate kiss ended.

Zhang Haiyan's pretty face was filled with disbelief.

She couldn't believe it; Bai Chen had actually kissed her just now...

"Sister Yan~"

"You know what to do, right?"

"I..." Zhang Haiyan looked flustered, staring straight at the man in front of her.

She's not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

When faced with difficulties, the solutions become clear naturally...

"Is it okay if I don't?"

"What do you think...?"

Chapter 330: Not Being a Good Mom Today, Sniper Tutorial

【ding dong】

Zhang Haiyan

[Former mercenary from a foreign legion].

[Army value: 500]

[Weapon Proficiency: 100]

Bai Chen glanced at the personal information on the panel and looked puzzled.

'Wasn't this woman personally trained by K2 Black Cat?'

'Your proficiency with firearms is so low?'

It's really hard to imagine.

As the mercenary leader, Black Cat must have ruined his health long ago...

"Sister Yan..."

"As a former mercenary, you should be familiar with this gun, right?"

Hearing Bai Chen speak so casually.

The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment, her eyes widening as she stared intently at the sniper rifle in front of her.

"you..."

How did you know I was a mercenary?

Zhang Haiyan was stunned.

My identity is kept secret by a dedicated department internationally.

Unless Interpol is investigating him.

Otherwise, this identity would never have been exposed!

"Hehehe..." Bai Chen chuckled faintly.

Is it so hard to find out your real identity?

"Have you forgotten what I do...?"

Mercenaries, foreign legions.

This is a nightmare that Zhang Haiyan can never shake off.

A killing machine driven by money...

Since ending my nightmare journey, I've spent almost every night in nightmares...

"President Bai... no, Master."

Zhang Haiyan bit her red lips tightly with her snow-white teeth.

"Can we not tell Cunxin about this?"

"I'm begging you..."

While speaking.

She became increasingly agitated.

So excited that he knelt down in front of her and kept kowtowing.

'Boom boom boom...'

The sound of heads hitting the floor echoed repeatedly, a scene that was quite ironic.

The synergy between characters with strong bonds fluctuates greatly.

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Seeing the notification message from the panel, Bai Chen didn't rush to continue.

Leaning back on the leather sofa.

Bai Chen looked at the scene before him with an appreciative expression, his legs crossed.