Zhao Jinglei couldn't bite her to death, "Do you think my temper is too good?"

Ruan Feifei couldn't struggle, her face was so painful that she distorted, she wanted to cough but couldn't cough out, her face was red and her neck was thick, and she couldn't even breathe as if she was going to suffocate, let alone speak.

She could probably guess what was added to the wine, and now she just wanted it to flare up a little more slowly, and she didn't want to show him live here.

Zhao Jinglei got closer, swept his eyes down and found the marks on her neck, broke her neck again so that she could see more clearly, raised the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile: "Yo, what crime did you suffer yesterday?

Ruan Feifei didn't want to speak, she breathed slowly, trying not to let herself have any mood swings, trying to make her body feel better—she felt like her neck would be half longer after today.

Zhao Jinglei finished his addiction, didn't embarrass her too much, threw her back to the bed like a dead dog, and clapped his hands dirty, "Take it off quickly, your little uncle is almost here!"

Ruan Feifei had no choice but to rub and pull off the skirt on her body first.

And just when Zhao Jinglei was about to lose patience and wanted to call someone to come in to help her, there was a sudden knock on the door, "Brother Lei, someone has arrived!"

The glass of wine seemed to be working gradually, and Ruan Feifei endured the physical discomfort, clutching the sheets under her body.

"Let him come in directly!"

Ruan Feifei's seconds are like years, and it only takes about two minutes, but it makes her feel that time passes so slowly like never before, and when the sound of opening the door reaches her ears, her body is weak, and she spreads directly on the bed like a rag.

Ruan Wenzheng walked in expressionlessly, Zhao Jinglei clapped his hands very much, and grinned at him, "I didn't expect that I would be able to come back." ”

Ruan Feifei was lying next to Zhao Jinglei, Ruan Wenzheng didn't even look at her, only looked at Zhao Jinglei with a pair of extremely calm eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Conditions?"

Zhao Jinglei saw that he was so direct to the point, so he no longer exchanged any nonsense with him, and asked very reasonably: "Is any condition okay?"

"You say. ”

"Then you take off your legs!"

Ruan Wenzheng turned his head and left.

"You don't care if your little niece lives or dies?" Zhao Jinglei said loudly behind him, "Look at her, what's left of it, don't you want to know what happened just now?"

Ruan Wenzheng turned a deaf ear, and saw that his hand was about to hit the doorknob.

At this moment, Ruan Feifei wanted to laugh very much for some reason, in fact, she really laughed out loud, cooperating with Zhao Jinglei like a mischief, and said aggrievedly: "Little uncle, he gave me that medicine!"

Ruan Wenzheng turned his head suddenly, and his eyes were cold for a moment!

"I should have killed you last time!"

Zhao Jinglei laughed like an old and hard hob meat, and replied to him invulnerable: "Then why didn't I die?

Ruan Wenzheng raised his arm and slammed it in his face, Zhao Jinglei's flesh was not white, although Ruan Wenzheng made a dead hand at that moment, but it still only made him stumble two steps, like a small pebble entering the water, only a little ripple.

Zhao Jinglei immediately laughed into a three-hundred-pound fat man, "I can crush you to death at once, believe it or not?" he wiped his face, and said again, "I have already asked you to be a little more restrained, look at the present, you can't even exert your strength, right?"

Ruan Wenzheng didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, he shook his arm calmly, walked over and locked the door, and when he returned, he took off his coat and wrapped it around his wrist, and then stepped forward in two steps and slapped Zhao Jinglei's face again - there is also a fatal disadvantage in the flesh on his body, although Zhao Jinglei is strong, his movements are half a beat slower than others, he has just made a preparatory action here, and the next second the whole person is weightless and "flies" straight to the bed.

Ruan Feifei, who had no sense of existence for a long time, suddenly howled out, seeing that the big guy was about to hit her, and hurriedly turned to the other side. At this moment, her face was already ruddy, and her whole body revealed an indescribable posture from her eyes to her movements, like a cat.

Ruan Wenzheng ripped her off impatiently, and threw it aside in disgust, but Ruan Feifei reattached it on herself like a dog skin plaster, and kept groping on him with half-squinted eyes, "Ruan Wenzheng, aren't you very particular?

She said and pressed her face again, inhaling deeply, "Ruan Wenzheng, you touch me, I'm so hot......"

"Don't make a fuss, stay by yourself!"

Zhao Jinglei was half paralyzed and half lying on the edge of the bed and couldn't get up.

Later, the one who beat him was quite inch, neither let him be planted on the bed entirely, nor rushed down the pestle to the ground with a big head, but half and half happened to be stuck on the waist, and the second half of his life was almost simply confessed.

Ruan Wenzheng resisted the urge to kick Ruan Feifei away with his foot, patiently let her sit on the sofa next to her, and then picked up the stool on the other side and smashed it against Zhao Jinglei's leg without hesitation.

The stool is made of solid wood, Ruan Wenzheng went down this time, not to mention Zhao Jinglei's legs, anyway, the legs of the stool were broken without mud and water.

With this strength, he immediately crushed his leather shoes on, "Don't you still want my legs?

Zhao Jinglei let out an earth-shattering roar, and the door was violently kicked open, and the bodyguards who had been guarding outside rushed in and grabbed Ruan Feifei who was closest to him.

Ruan Wenzheng picked up a stool leg on the ground and put it against Zhao Jinglei's head, "His life, change it with you." ”

The effect of the medicine has been attacked, Ruan Feifei looks like a boiled shrimp, but the reason she should have is still there, so that no one dares to lean up, but she said to Ruan Wenzheng very helplessly: "Little uncle, I'm so uncomfortable!"

Ruan Wenzheng pursed his lips, and at this moment he couldn't reach over and strangle her directly, "Do you want to change it?"

"Change, stupid, I'm going to fucking die! What are you waiting for your mother? Lao Tzu is dead, and the first thing to look for is you!" The bodyguard was still hesitating, Zhao Jinglei couldn't hold it steady first, and scolded his subordinates first.

Ruan Wenzheng frowned and poked him with the leg of the stool, and waited for him to stop before saying, "Hurry up, push her over." ”

The tall bodyguard seemed to be stunned by the yelling, so he had to do everything.

Ruan Wenzheng threw the clothes of both of them into Ruan Feifei's arms, and then led people out, and when he crossed the bodyguard, he suddenly turned around and slammed a stick on the head of the bodyguard, who could hold on to the action of sneak attack, and fainted in shock.