Goddess CEO Love Me

This is revenge

He leaned over. It wasn't Lin Pei-shan!

Still, he had a hard time equating the plain-looking girl with the boss of a listed group.

Is thinking, a look up, the upstairs flashed a beautiful image, Lin Peishan down, she changed a lavender narrow collar sweater, jade neck tied a red and blue shawl hanging on the chest, the lower body is a white processing of blue jeans, just outline the curve of youth and fitness. Long hair casually draped over the shoulders, plain white cheeks without modification, but it is difficult to hide the delicate features.

She came down the stairs coolly. "Come out with me."

"Where are you going so late?"

"You can go or not." Lin Peishan did not explain, straight out of the door.

When Ye Chenghuan came out, he saw a shiny red Ferrari F430 super car and the cool side face in the car, he rubbed his hands and breathed into his heart, "TSK, TSK, such a good car or let me drive it."

After a nightmarish storm, Lin Peishan is still afraid of his crazy posture technology, white him a glance, said: "Get on."

In the deep night, as if there were fog, the Ferrari driving in the night was like a red flame.

The car drove out of the city for about a dozen minutes, and finally came to a scenic resort on the beach, slowly weaving through the cobbled road, through the dense shade of the green, to a large open field, and finally stopped in a parking lot with famous cars.

Off the car, the face is a unique bowl-shaped building, and behind a variety of subversive traditional venue buildings linked together, laser lights dozens of meters high several characters shine: Jinsha International Entertainment Center.

Ye Chenghuan did not expect to have such a high-end style of entertainment club in such a remote place, could not help but sigh, and look at the jade and Bingqing woman, still can not lift the slightest excitement.

In the clubhouse, a man who looked like a manager immediately smiled and bowed slightly: "Mr. Lin, which fragrance blew you here?" Why did no one from the company inform you in advance, knowing that I would send a car to pick you up, what a crime!"

Lin Peishan smiled quietly: "I have to inform my own club to play, and I don't like that kind of spectacle."

Ye Chenghuan slightly surprised, the original club is also hers, really can not see that the weak girl has such a big hand.

The manager looked stiff and smiled dryly, "Yes, yes." It will be arranged for you at once..."

Lin Peishan shook her head: "No need, you go busy, I will go there myself."

After she left, the manager immediately said to the headset: "Attention of all staff, General Lin will be there immediately, everyone more eyes, who makes General Lin angry, see how I can find you to account..."

Ye Chenghuan followed Lin Peishan by elevator to the third floor, in front of a wide field, the uniform blue block will divide this area into four indoor tennis courts, red and green plastic seiko into the tennis court, there are already many people wearing tennis sports clothes swinging rackets, the rest area next to a lot of people are drinking wine, looking at the hot curve of the beautiful women on the court.

The No. 1 court has been cleared out by the staff and is waiting there neatly, bowing to Lin Pui-shan who comes to Ying Ying.

The appearance of Lin Peishan immediately set off a small commotion in the crowd here, attracting the eyes of men and women like a magnet.

Many people were whispering, wondering who the young girl was, and why she had such a grand manner.

"Can you play tennis?" Ms. Lam asked.

"Just a little."

"Take him to change." Ms. Lam said to a nearby worker.

"No, it's troublesome. I'll just wear it."

Lin Peishan looked at his shabby clothes, slightly frowning, alas, although that sentence is a little rough, but used on him is really more appropriate, mud does not go on the wall!

She walked to the locker room accompanied by several service ladies, and Ye Chenghuan squatted to the side of the court, smoking a cigarette and looking at boredom.

Several beautiful women on the field are running back and forth with fragrant sweat, and white short skirts are like wild lilies, sometimes blooming and sometimes converging. There are still some people on the sidelines in twos and threes in preparation.

In the leisure area, some well-dressed men and women with good manners are chatting quietly, and some are watching the competition on the field. Several service ladies are carrying drinks and shuttling constantly, and melodious music is coming from nowhere, which more incisively and vividly sets off a petty bourgeois atmosphere.

Compared with the environment here, Ye Chenghuan both behavior and clothing are so out of place, if it is not and Lin Peishan, it is estimated that the staff would have been cleared. The good thing is that he doesn't care. He's more engaged and enjoying himself than anyone else.

See here, next to a jiao cough, Ye Chenghuan looked up, and saw a white Lin Peishan.

Her black hair was curled into a ponytail and hung down behind her ball cap. Beneath her proud neck was a well-cut sleeveless tennis dress, with a tight waist and a flecked skirt that blossomed like a magnolia flower.

Ye Chenghuan hot eyes make her a little embarrassed, his hands carefully pinch the skirt, for fear that an careless will be happy like.

See the original cold as water Lin Peishan suddenly show a little girl like pinching and uneasy, make Ye Chenghuan laugh.

This smile attracted many people on the court to stop and cast strange looks.

Lin Pei-shan bit her lip, blushed brightly, lowered her eyelids and walked to the other side of the court, flicked the ball on the floor, and bent down in preparation.

This already hot curve revealed no doubt, patter, Ye Chenghuan mouth half a cigarette fell to the ground.

He slowly took the racket from the staff, stepped onto the court, stretched, and gave Lin Peishan a hook finger, indicating that he could start.

Lin Peishan was angry at his pretentious and insolent appearance, and threw the ball high with a wave, swinging the bat with the other hand, and the whole movement was as smooth as silver and impeccable.

The high-speed spinning tennis ball drew a greenish-yellow parabola in the air, and before Ye could return the ball, the stray ball hit him in the jaw.

Ye Chenghuan hurt a bare teeth, touched like a split jaw, moved his mouth, and shouted at Lin Peishan: "I said I will only a little, you don't need to work so hard."

Lin Peishan smiled and brushed away the hair, and it was a standard strong serve, the tennis ball hit Ye Chenghuan's shoulder straight, he snorted, his face black line: "Do not take such a, you are playing or hitting?"

Lin Peishan sneered and ignored him at all, serving like a flowing stream and hitting Ye Chenghuan.

Ye Chenghuan swung the racket, walked to the side of the court with a black face, and took a bottle of mineral water from the tray of the service lady and drank half a bottle in one breath.

"Come back here!" Lin Peishan wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead with her arm and piped her cheeks pink.

"I'm sorry, I won't be with you."

Lin Peishan came quickly, "Are you going to fight or not?"

"No."

"Yes! Then I'll find someone else to play with me."

Ye Chenghuan scanned the eager men and sighed, "I understand, you are taking revenge."

Lin Peishan sneered: "How to understand. Who told you not to return the ball."

"I think I have to be able to return the ball."

Pick up the racket again, did not expect Lin Peishan's serve is still not a concession, but more and more powerful. I saw her skirt flying, footsteps lightly tread, sometimes bite lips, sometimes show face, sometimes sweat, so that the audience at the side of the court was fascinated.

Ye Chenghuan took a few more, roughly threw the racket, and spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, Lin Peishan frowned: "You don't play again!"

"Wearing shoes affects my performance." He casually shook off the shoes on his feet, and then pulled out his socks, barefoot on the floor, and tilted his head, "The tiger is not angry, you think I am Hello Kitty!" Come on, baby."

Play the devil!

Lin Peishan disdain, swinging the racket is a fierce serve, this time Ye Chenghuan just casually raised the racket to block the next, although the action is embarrassed, but finally completed a botched return.

But the tennis ball across the block in a moment, suddenly changed a strange arc, clearly left, and then suddenly to the right, and the Angle is difficult to kill. Slightly surprised, Lin Peishan hurried across a few steps, although barely hit the ball, but the movement has been somewhat deformed.

Compared with just now, the power and speed of this ball are much inferior, and just fell in front of Ye Chenghuan, he is very easy to swing, the tennis ball laughed a sound again started to change the track game, and fell on the left side of the court.

Back and forth a few of the past, Lin Peishan face flushed, biting the hair stuck by sweat, the chest violent ups and downs, rapid breathing, eager to find a chance to rest.

Ye Chenghuan hit the tennis ball in a good time, the messy hair in front of the forehead gently raised with each action, the mouth hung a trace of teasing like evil intention, each hit appeared very calm, very comfortable.

After playing a dozen times, he reached out to confiscate the ball and looked at the girl who bent down to gasp: "Don't hit baby, others will say I bully you."

Lin Peishan not willing to raise the racket: "Who said not to play, of course to play."

Ye Chenghuan shook his head, slowly threw up the ball in his hand, and pressed the racket down at the same time, "bang" the ball and the racket collided with a repressed sound!

The yellow-green tennis ball suddenly disappeared from people's sight!

A snort flew through the air, and soon there was another "bang!" in the opposing half.

The spectators on the sidelines, after searching fruitless, finally set their eyes on Lin Peishan. By this time, she had already dropped her racket, put her hand over her stomach, bowed her head, and looked very painful.

I told you not to fight, and you still insist on it, and this is a miss.

"Wife, how are you? It's my fault. If I had known..." Ye Chenghuan steps across, concerned about the way.

Lin Peishan frowns and glares at him: "Didn't you say you only know a little?"

"I never thought that little bit would hurt you." Ye Chenghuan hard way.