"Bang!"

Yin Xi slammed his fist on the door panel, his expression was cruel and crazy, much like the kind of perverted murderer played in the movie.

However, in Qiao Weiliang's eyes, he is no different from a pervert.

As for killing?

Scold!

Qiao Weiliang sneered, but Yin Xi suddenly turned around at this time, just catching her look.

Qiao Weiliang didn't feel embarrassed, and asked with great concern: "Mr. Yin, are your old man's hands okay?" After speaking, he looked at the hole in the door panel, shrugged his shoulders and reminded: "When Mr. Yin leaves later, I'm afraid I will have to deal with the problem of compensation for damage to other people's property." ”

Yin Xi suppressed the crazy look on his face, and returned to his polite appearance, except for the fact that his chest was a little undulating and his breathing was a little disordered.

He looked at Qiao Weiliang, his eyes were extremely cold, his thin lips were slightly opened, and he said word by word: "Qiao Weiliang, you'd better pray that she won't be found by me." ”

"What if you find it? I wasn't the one who was tormented anyway. Qiao Weiliang smiled innocently, and then said, "It's a big deal to let her die in your hands again." ”

Die at his hands again!?

Some bloody memories came flooding in, Yin Xi clutched his chest and took two steps back, his face was a little pale, and there was a trace of unknown pain in his eyes.

Qiao Weiliang was not in the mood to see how he was, as soon as he put the pillow and lifted the quilt, he wrapped himself in a silkworm chrysalis, turned his back to Yin Xi and said lazily: "If Mr. Yin is fine, let's go back to the company early, without you, the company will not be messed up." ”

Over the years, Yin Xi has already had a certain understanding of Qiao Weiliang's poisonous tongue, but every time he mentions the topic of Wen Yan, Qiao Weiliang always has the ability to provoke his violence in his blood.

Taking two deep breaths, suppressing the bloodthirstiness in his heart, Yin Xi asked calmly and flatly, "Where is An Ruobai?"

“……”

Qiao Weiliang was silent, Yin Xi's self-control that he had finally found was almost broken, and he had to ask again, but he heard Qiao Weiliang answer calmly: "I lost it." ”

“……”

Yin Xi's brows twitched fiercely, but in the end, he didn't say anything, and left with a gloomy face.

Lying quietly on the bed for a while, Qiao sat up slightly, and only after a glance did she notice that there was a new mobile phone at the head of the bed, a white shell, which looked small and thin, much better than the one she had before.

Qiao Weiliang looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see what brand this mobile phone was, was it customized?

This idea was immediately denied by her, who would get her a customized mobile phone if she was fine? Probably Yin Xi was afraid that she would delay her work and buy it casually.

used this reason to convince herself, Qiao Weiliang turned on her mobile phone, it was still her mobile phone number, and the contacts were all recovered.

Skillfully entered a number, edited a text message and sent it, waited for a few minutes, and did not reply as usual.

Qiao Weiliang's eyebrows and eyes bent, who said that men are not affectionate, Qiao Weiliang feels that Wen Yan is much more affectionate than Yin Xi, for so many years, except for reporting back to safety, there has been no news, as if he has disappeared out of thin air.

After deleting the text message, Qiao Weiliang clicked on his mailbox, and there was indeed an email from An Ruobai.

Automatically ignoring the long accusation in the body of the email, Qiao Weiliang directly clicked on the compressed package in the attachment.

There are not many photos inside, there are three in total.

Because of the power outage, the photo is dark and gloomy, and the background can't be seen clearly, but it is just in line with Qiao Weiliang's intention, saving her PS work, she doesn't want her home to be picked up by netizens.

However, because Qiao Weiliang specifically said that he wanted to look at the abdominal muscles, all the light was concentrated in the abdomen.

One of them, An Ruobai, was wearing a white racer-shirt, pulling up the hem with one hand, not only toned the waist, but also showed the muscles of the hands, and was very obedient and did not show his face.

Qiao Weiliang looked at it, selected this one to download to his mobile phone, entered the Weibo account, and edited a sentence: Kill with your left hand, be tender with your right hand, and be graceful, are you still willing to walk with me in the next life?