Chapter 50 Black, White And Gray

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The so-called goddess was the kind of disgusting temperament that a beautiful woman displayed before she was tempted.

The word "tempting" was especially incisive. Goddess, she was far from being able to reach mortals, causing most men to toss and turn in their dreams, but it was the goddess that they couldn't.

She was tempted, getting closer, hugging in her arms, mouth to mouth, and even rolling on the big bed, the goddess became a beauty.

Eldest Miss Chen seemed to have always displayed a gentle and charming side in front of Lin Shuimo and the others. However, in reality, everyone in the circle knew that the eldest young miss of the Chen Clan was only charming on the outside. Being cold and arrogant was her temperament. It was not that she was expressionless and cold, but that she was standing in front of them. She was clear and faint, but it could give everyone a sense of distance. She was not cold and beautiful, and her temperament was close to being cold and charming.

So in private, countless people had thought, If there really comes a day when a buddy can hold Miss Chen in his arms and play around with her, At that time, I wonder if Miss Chen will still be able to refuse people for thousands of miles as usual. Will she also be shy and nervous? She will also reveal an aura that belongs to a little woman with fear and trembling. Even if that brother isn't her then, just thinking about it is still an exciting thing to do.

There were many people who thought this way, and it had been a very long time. Ever since Chen Qingyu entered Huaqing University and even just entered high school, countless people had begun to dream.

This year, Chen Qingyu was twenty-six years old.

She went to high school at the age of seventeen.

For nine years, countless people weaved a beautiful dream that no one knew they would be able to achieve. Over a thousand days and nights was enough for countless people to use evil thoughts and souls that had no bottom line to perfect this dream to every detail of every second.

This year, Lin Xiaocao appeared in the sky.

The war god who had retired from the killer world didn't have the slightest bit of emotion or warmth, directly turning this beautiful dream that many people had had for many years into reality.

The first kiss at noon was like a foreplay.

In the silence of deepest night.

Lin Xiaocao directly threw Chen Qingyu onto the sofa, hugged her body, and kissed her lips recklessly.

Soft, warm, fragrant.

Chen Qingyu had a faint scent of perfume on her body. She was unpretentious, faint and clear. Her body unconsciously twisted, wanting to refuse and welcome her.

Lin Xiaocao narrowed her eyes slightly. Looking at the obedient young miss Chen who opened her eyes, His eyes were filled with a pure desire that didn't have the slightest bit of unnecessary emotion. At this moment, he finally realized that, regardless of whether the eldest daughter of the Chen Clan or the proud daughter of the heavens below him would be dreamed of by more people in the future, he was the only one who could enjoy the gentleness and charm of her body in the future.

Casual.

And all of this was not because she loved him, but because he was a war god.

Lin Xiaocao 's eyes filled with desire flashed with an extremely dark mockery, and his movements became even more rude, almost gnawing on it.

Chen Qing's rain-soaked eyes became even more complicated and blurry.

She remembered one thing, the two of them.

Twenty years ago, she was destined to be the most glorious woman in the Chen Clan. When her aunt first married the Emperor back then, wasn't she as rude as she is today? She was filled with pure desire and couldn't tolerate the slightest bit of reason and warmth?

Chen Qingyu blinked her eyes gently. She wrapped her hands around the opponent's neck even harder, and her movements became even more focused.

Lin Xiaocao did not refuse, but his movements became even more overly fierce.

"Uh... don't touch me randomly. Carry me back to your room."

Chen Qingyu 's delicate body suddenly trembled slightly. A small hand firmly grabbed onto Lin Xiaocao 's arm, which had already reached into her collar. She quietly panted. The living room without the headlights on was somewhat dim, and there was a hint of a faint fragrance floating in it.

"Don't you regret it?"

Lin Xiaocao said hoarsely. Although Miss Chen's hand had grabbed his arm, it was clearly symbolic. It did not stop the pair of absolute treasures from randomly changing shapes in his hand.

"No. This is fate. My aunt was like this back then, and so am I. You may not know your worth, but I just hope that I can be as lucky as my aunt."

Chen Qingyu muttered, Her charming eyes were like silk. Before today, no man had ever developed a body that experienced such intense teasing and molestation, Chen Xiaocao was already extremely sensitive. Her charming temperament was even more shocking. She leaned against Lin Xiaocao 's body and stretched out two fingers with one hand. Without any strength, she pressed down on Lin Xiaocao 's constantly moving arm. It was as if she had instantly transformed into a top-grade beauty that could squeeze any man dry.

"I'm not in the mood today, and the occasion isn't right. Let's change it another day."

Lin Xiaocao suddenly said indifferently. He pulled out his palm from Chen Qingyu 's collar and casually placed it in front of his nose to smell it. An originally wretched action was done openly and openly. When it landed in the eyes of Miss Chen, it was sprinkling and carefree.

"Anything you say."

Chen Qingyu , who was mocking herself for being infatuated with flowers, said softly. Intentionally or unintentionally, she straightened her tall and soft chest, her beautiful big eyes filled with encouragement.

The TV play is still on.

At the right time, a line flowed out clearly and smoothly.

"As for men, there are four types. The first type of man can catch up to the beauty before enlightenment. The so-called pre-enlightenment was when a beauty did not realize that her beauty could create value. In that case, this kind of person could be considered to have succeeded in the past, at least when they weren't in trouble, they were outstanding. The second type of man was a beauty before enlightenment. They couldn't catch up. This type of man was usually a bit oppressive, but they could catch up to a beauty after enlightenment. Usually, this kind of man could be provided on demand when the beauties realized that their beauty could add points to their emotions and survival path. The third type was the most successful, that is, the best of the best. When they matured, they would descend as elites. They could chase after whoever they wished. They were confident that they would live for a hundred years and be able to water hammer for three thousand li. As for the fourth type, it was impossible to catch up to anything. Most men were of this type. "This is reality. There are not so many winners, nor are there so many beauties."

Lin Xiaocao sat up straight again. He watched TV and listened to this line. The first thing in his mind was not to think about what kind of man he was, but whether Chen Qingyu belonged to the pre-enlightenment stage or the post-enlightenment stage.

"I should be considered a beauty after enlightenment. However, I know how to cherish and protect my own body. This is a kind of value. If I had been used by another man before I met you, there would definitely be no value in it. Sorry, it's a bit ugly, but this is the truth."

"A virgin and a non-virgin may receive the same social treatment, but their status in men's minds is much worse. I really believe in the word value. To be exact, this is a concept. It is also the cruelest concept in this era. There is nothing in this society that cannot be exchanged at the same price. Everyone has their own value. There are some things that money may not be able to buy, but power can, power cannot buy, power can, power cannot, and money may not be able. "It's not that you can't buy everything, it's that you're using the wrong method."

"Your Highness, I still feel that calling you that sounds good. Only this word can constantly remind me of my worth and remind me that I have handed myself over to His Highness the War God, not a bodyguard. This is not my power, but reality. I'm looking for men, not to mention bodyguards, billionaires, political stars, gangsters, all kinds of men can be chosen by me, but there's only one wargod. To be exact, In my capacity, It was considered a high climb, You don't understand your influence, I'm sure, If your identity is exposed, Before dawn, "You will be personally interviewed by a member of the Standing Committee of the Policy Bureaux. Furthermore, you are one of the top three true giants. You have everything you need. I am very lucky to be able to catch you. However, I am not happy. Although I am not worthy of being your daughter, my appearance is not bad. At least, I will not lose face wherever I go."

"My life has always been centered around the word value. I don't believe in worthless things like love. It may exist, but it will never appear on me, nor on most people. I just hope that in the future we can have a good impression of each other, or even like each other. That's enough."

Chen Qingyu 's face was still flushed red, but her gaze had completely calmed down. At this moment, she was the real face of the Chen Clan's daughter. She was simple, direct, and had a clear purpose. She hated any uncertain factors and reality, but she was not hateful to utilitarianism. She had a simple and straightforward starting point for any problem. She was sharp and straightforward.

A woman who doesn't believe in love.

Lin Xiaocao smiled. He wasn't surprised by this, Born into a wealthy family, Father and son turned against each other. Brothers were torn apart, and couples slept together in different dreams. These outsiders seemed to be fantastic, but in reality, the real farce that kept happening was constantly playing out. He really couldn't make it difficult for her to believe in those illusory things. Real money and power were the rules of this era, and they were also the psychotropic drugs that could drive people crazy in this era.

"I don't deny your judgment."

"But you're obviously not as lucky as your aunt," Lin Xiaocao said indifferently. "I only said that I won't marry you. What you don't believe is exactly what I believe the most. I will choose to marry the person I love the most and announce to the world that she is my wife."

"You believe it? Love?"

Chen Qingyu opened her eyes wide, her face filled with disbelief.

This was an unbelievable answer that left everyone stunned.

The only divine-level killer in the killer world was a war god who killed people like numbness. Every time he attacked, there would be a bloody storm. He actually believed in love?

This world...

What the fuck!

"Can't you?"

Lin Xiaocao said indifferently. He would choose to respect good women. Lin Xiaocao would do his best to give the women he liked a sense of security.

He once had a dream that made one unable to laugh or cry. It was to rebuild the Heavenly Court in the Kunlun Mountains and create a vast palace. Then, he would bring all the top-grade women to Kunlun. One palace would be stuffed into another, and all of them would be stuffed into it.

At that time, he told this dream to his sister. At that time, she was no longer ignorant. She just smiled and touched his head, saying that it was good.

Unfortunately, a few years later, he went down the mountain and stepped onto the Emperor Armament Mountain for the first time. When he saw the luxurious hall at the summit of the island in the sea, he realized that his dream had already been realized by the Emperor. This made him feel a lot of pain, and it could be considered a small knot in his heart.

"But … I can."

Chen Qingyu nodded with difficulty and whispered, "You have someone you like, right? Or someone you love?"

Lin Xiaocao nodded, his expression warm.

"What kind of person is she? How beautiful is she? Is she more beautiful than me?" Chen Qingyu 's eyes were filled with resentment.

Lin Xiaocao didn't say if she was prettier than Chen Qingyu . He just stared at the TV screen and gave a seemingly simple answer, "She's someone who can talk to me at any time."

Chen Qingyu remained silent, not knowing whether she was sad, angry, or regretful.

Lin Xiaocao narrowed his eyes and sneered, "In this world, when I was five years old, I lost my family. A few senior brothers died three years ago, and the friendship between them is gone. Eldest Master said that my life is over. I don't think I can return the great kindness. Only she is still alive." Why can't I believe it? She is the only person I believe in and love. What else can I believe besides her? Lost it when you were a kid? Dead in adulthood? Or has it always existed, but in many cases it is equivalent to an imperial institution that does not exist? "

He casually turned off the TV, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Rest early. I'll go downstairs for a spin."

"Oh."

Chen Qingyu nodded and stood up.

Lin Xiaocao stretched out his hand and casually pinched Miss Chen's proud buttocks.

Chen Qingyu , who was completely unprepared, trembled as she trotted into Lin Shuimo 's room like a frightened rabbit.

Lin Xiaocao smiled, opened the security door and walked out.

Chen Qingyu , whose heart was like a deer, stayed in Lin Shuimo 's adorable room, which was decorated with girls rather than women. She sat on the bed for a long time before she calmed down.

The lamp at the bedside emitted a warm orange light.

A book was quietly placed on the bedside table with a bookmark, as if it hadn't been read yet.

A masterpiece by Dickens.

English version.

Chen Qingyu , who had already read this book, casually flipped through it. Under the English scroll, there was a line of graceful and fluent translations of Chinese characters.

Chen Qingyu stared blankly, dazed.

"It was the best of times. It was the worst of times; That was the year of wisdom, that was the year of ignorance; It was a time of faith, a time of doubt; It was the season of light, the season of darkness; It was the spring of hope, the winter of disappointment; We have everything, we have nothing; We're all heading straight for heaven, we're all heading in the opposite direction. "

"In short, it was very much like now, when some of the noisiest authorities insisted on describing it in the superlatives of adjectives. Say it's good, it's superlatives; say it's bad, it's superlatives."

Beautiful, terrible.

Wise and foolish.

Of faith or doubt.

Light, dark.

Spring, winter. Heaven, hell.

The two worlds, black and white, were like a man and a woman who had just escaped from the room.

Light and darkness meet.

In Chen Qingyu 's more than twenty years of sunny life, on this night, she was unknowingly smeared with a layer of grey.

It was shocking.