Sexy Girl Geng Huan

Uncle Geng said.

"This is my little daughter, Geng Huan, you can just call her Xiao Geng, she is good at fighting and doesn't like to talk, let her stay with you."

Yan Rongrong looked at Geng Huan and felt that this girl was too cool and beautiful, but her eyes were cold and sharp, like a sharp sword.

She was wearing leather clothes and leather pants, outlining her perfect figure, with a wild sexiness.

She couldn't help but look at Si Boheng.

Si Boheng said lightly.

"Geng Huan's fighting skills are ranked 22nd among the family bodyguards, and she can protect you."

Geng Huan had always been expressionless, and when she heard Si Boheng's affirmation of her strength, her face showed a little expression.

She seemed to want to smile at Yan Rongrong, but the corners of her mouth twitched, and the smile was not very obvious.

"I... am not a talkative person, so I won't interfere with your affairs."

Yan Rongrong smiled awkwardly. She actually didn't like to have someone always around her. She was just an ordinary person and didn't need a bodyguard. But she also understood the intention of Mr. Si to send her a bodyguard. He was afraid that something might happen to the baby in her belly. After all, Mr. Si had to go to work and he was very busy. He couldn't be with her all the time.

She pursed her lips and held out her hand to Geng Huan.

"Can I call you Sister Huan in the future?"

Geng Huan was stunned. She was born in the Si family. Her father was the old man's personal bodyguard. His eldest brother had also been with the chairman, but now he was transferred abroad. She knew that she would be with the Si family in the future, but she didn't expect that the person she wanted to protect would call her sister.

Yan Rongrong was a little nervous. Geng Huan was still a little scary when he was expressionless.

"Geng Huan, Rongrong is 19 years old."

Si Boheng said.

Geng Huan immediately came back to his senses and shook hands with Yan Rongrong.

"You can call me anything, I'm 22 years old"

Yan Rongrong immediately laughed.

"Then you are my sister, Sister Huan, I will trouble you in the future."

Old Master Si laughed at the side.

"Old Geng, Rongrong will trouble your little Geng in the future."

Geng Huan said quickly.

"What are you talking about? It's my duty."

Uncle Geng also said with a smile.

"She is lucky to be able to follow Miss Yan."

Tang Yunyan saw Yan Rongrong and the others were leaving, and wanted to go with them, but was directly carried back by Si Qian.

Yan Rongrong stood at the door, looking at the "loving" look of Si Boheng's parents, full of envy and surprise. Although they are not young, they have a really good relationship.

Geng Huan drove another car out of the old house, which was as low-key as Si Boheng's car. The black Mercedes-Benz looked very real, unlike Tang Yunyan's red supercar, which was too eye-catching.

She lives in Aunt Wen's house, and there are rooms in that house.

Yan Rongrong said she wanted to go over and take a look, but Si Boheng decisively refused her and sent her directly to the bathroom to take a shower. He began to pack up the gifts for her.

However, he did not open them, but just put them all in the cabinet for her.

After Yan Rongrong came out of the shower, she sat on the bed and opened the gifts.

The first thing she opened was a diamond necklace. She stared at the diamond for a while and asked Si Boheng.

"Is this expensive?"

Si Boheng sat behind her and blew her hair, and glanced at the necklace lightly.

"I don't know, I haven't bought it."

Yan Rongrong's mouth twitched. This answer was very straight.

She thought about it, put the necklace back into the box, looked at the pile of gifts in the cabinet, and suddenly didn't dare to open them. They were too expensive. She felt that she shouldn't accept them now.

Si Boheng looked down and said casually.

"You can open them up. They were not bought by grandpa. They were probably given by others. Anyway, they are piled up in the warehouse at home. See if you like them. If you like them, keep them. If you don't like them, change them into money and save them yourself."

Speaking of money, Yan Rongrong turned around and said.

"You gave me a lot of money, and so many cards, but I don't think I have a chance to spend them yet."

Si Boheng smiled, rubbed his fingers lightly on her scalp twice, and blew the hair dryer over her. Yan Rongrong felt very comfortable.

"If you want to spend money, take Geng Huan to buy things tomorrow. You can buy anything."

Yan Rongrong's eyes were cunning.

"Then I want to buy a plane? Is that okay?"

It was originally a joke, but Si Boheng said.

"Okay, but there is no helipad here. You can't use it even if you buy it. You don't need it in the city."

Yan Rongrong was stunned. Well, it turned out that poverty limited her imagination in the past. Rich people can buy planes at will and give them to others at will.

Yan Rongrong couldn't help but open another gift. This one was given to her by Si Boheng's mother.

Yan Rongrong opened it and found it was a hairpin, very delicate and beautiful.

Yan Rongrong liked it very much and put it on her head to show Si Boheng.

Si Boheng took a look at the hairpin and was slightly surprised, but didn't say anything. Instead, he nodded to Yan Rongrong.

"Well, not bad, it looks good."

When she went to bed, she carefully put the hairpin into the box and placed it on the bedside.

When Yan Rongrong fell asleep with a beautiful mood, Si Ye dragged his tired body back to his home. He was really left by his second uncle to report the company project. He said it was not complete, and then he was left in the small study to read the plan.

He kept watching until one o'clock in the morning, and then ran out with the tacit consent of the security guards.

Who knew that when he got home, he found that his parents were sitting in the living room, and all the servants were gone.

"Why are you two still up so late? Are you going out for a night out?"

Just after he finished speaking, his father Si Bing said angrily.

"Speak nicely to me, you're so lazy all day long. Look at you, you're really just like the second-rate people on the street."

Si Ye pursed his lips and said indifferently.

"I'm just like this. Didn't you know when I was a child?"

Si Bing was angry and slapped the table with a slap, grabbing the teacup in his hand and threw it at him.

"You useless thing, you still think you're right, don't you?"

Si Ye's mother Liu Xinmei hurried over to persuade him.

"Xiao Ye, stop talking nonsense and don't make your dad angry."

Si Ye was really tired now. He looked at his mother and said weakly.

"I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Just as he was about to leave, he heard Si Bing say in a deep voice.

"Stop it."

Si Ye turned around, very impatient.

"What's wrong again?"

Si Bing softened his tone and asked.

"Did you see that girl today?"

Si Ye originally looked confused and tired, but at this moment his eyes suddenly opened and he looked at Si Bing and said.

"What do you want to do? She is just an ordinary girl. My brother will not be of any help if he marries her. Instead, she will be a burden. This should be something you will like to see,"

Si Bing's deep eyes fell on him and he smiled faintly.

"What do you think I will do? I am just concerned about your brother's future partner. After all, she will be the legitimate wife of our Si family in the future. But from what you said, she should be a girl from an ordinary family. How can such a person be worthy of the heir of the Si family? Your grandfather is really old and confused."