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Will it be a person who will go to tea and cool down? The soldiers under his command were in the past, and the classmates in the past, maybe they didn't know.

In desperation, Ping Yu made another phone call, and urged again, but the other party was still greasy and crooked.

Ping Fu was sincerely angry, and shouted: "Don't care what is allowed or not, I am responsible for the situation, and it has nothing to do with you! Gossip aside, tomorrow morning, you--must send me the appraisal report to my hospital bed! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences! You know, Xiao Xiao?"

Hearing the affirmative reply, Ping Yu pressed down his phone.

I was still indignant in my heart, but if I thought about it, I would know the DNA results tomorrow, even if you-Fang Sheng refused to say it, it would be useless.

Facts are facts. If you want to escape again, no way, in this life and this life - it's an enemy of enemies!

- Seeing that time, how do I deal with you big carrot!

Thinking of this, Ping Yu wanted to have another drink, so he picked up Moutai and poured himself a glass.

The mellow fragrance of Moutai immediately hooked her desire.

She picked up her glass and swung it in, the hot liquid burning her mouth, her esophagus, and even her stomach. Greedy cup. Greedy cup. Why are you so greedy lately?

Ping Fu questioned himself as he drained another glass.

Then, when she saw Fang Sheng walking into the room, she glanced at Fang Sheng very arrogantly and provocatively, and her big round eyes rolled up, how about it? Do you dare to fight? Then, she poured another glass, ignoring that there was an extra president of Duojin beside her.

Seeing this, Fang Sheng snatched the wine bottle, poured himself a full glass of wine, and poured another glass for Ping Wei, who had already drunk the wine in the cup.

Toast. Clink. Fall on your back.

No one looked at each other silently, until a bottle of Moutai came to the end.

Ping Yu was a little taller, and he actually shouted: "Come again, another bottle!"

It's as if I'm back in blooming youth and girlhood, and it's not a sin to indulge my nerves, but I really need it.

Just again, the last bottle.

Fang Sheng's face flushed, and he said, "Okay, let's have another jar of Guyue Longshan! Here, there is only one jar of rice wine!"

A large jar of rice wine. Ginger shredded, heated. Fill up.

Sweet and mellow, spicy and spicy, well-good wine! good wine.

Ping shouted with a wide tongue, "Come, cheers." ”

Pleasure – pleasure. Ping Fu pulled his hands behind his head, drunk and obsessed with life, and the police flower will too.

As she said and thought, she hung her head on Fang Sheng's shoulder, and when she fainted, she hadn't forgotten to hammer Fang Sheng's chest with those delicate little hands, and just wanted to say something - she tilted her head, her consciousness seemed to be quite awake, but her body didn't listen to the command.

Fang Sheng invited: "We can't drink anymore, let's go, go out for a walk, just sober up!"

Ping Shu stretched out his hand, pointed to the door, and said, "Okay!

But in fact, Ping Yu was carried out of the inpatient department, and at that time, it was close to the early hours of the morning.

Originally, Fang Sheng said that he wanted to let the wine wake up before he came out for a walk, but he didn't want to see the wind, so he was completely dizzy.

Ping Fu, who had shed tears freely, was stupid, and he didn't want to say goodbye to Fang Sheng, it felt weird, as if he had an unspeakable desire or desire, which was indescribable.

Her little thoughts, that little feeling, may be known to passers-by.

What's more, in the end, she was "not awake" again.

Fang Sheng took her to an ultra-luxurious bathing center - Jinding.

Under the absurd situation, Ping Yu naturally degenerated into the "lover" of President Mr. Fang Sheng.

Attachment, or fear, is what makes it so.

Did he really become a lover? Ping Yu was so confused that he really couldn't figure it out.

Only understand that night, she began to feel a little sober, although her hands and feet are not under the control of her brain, but her brain has always been very clear, and she knows exactly what she is doing.

Indulgence, indulgence, indulgence, and Ping Fu felt that he just needed a kind of indulgence.

Let him be in the east, west, north, south, and middle, that is, he needs to indulge.

She fell on the bed with her eyes on the sky, but Fang Sheng was sure that she wanted her to take a bath, and carried her into the bathroom.

She also subconsciously pushed him out of the bathroom in the end.

Then she took off her skirt and underwear, and accidentally slipped on the floor, which felt quite comfortable, but she knew that she had to go to the basin of water.

She finally turned into the steaming mandarin duck hot spring pool, and suddenly a wave of nausea welled up in her heart, and there was a bunch of things in her mouth immediately, she immediately picked up the edge of the pool, vomited, and then, she really couldn't wake up.

When entering the pool, Ping Yu also heard Fang Sheng shouting at her outside the door, saying that he was going to buy the kind of "Jiangmi sweet wine" sold on the street for her, which was an hangover.

Ha - the night snack of the police flower.

Being able to drink a bowl of this stuff is heaven, so Pingfu let it go, who told her to take a good sip.

The next day. The sky is bright.

Ping Fu woke up from a hangover.

The tip of the sour tongue, the numb brain, the worried eyes, the hazy and hazy trance, thinking that he was in the abyss and the magnificence, but he saw a man's naked and hard back and upturned buttocks, and it seemed that his private parts could still feel a warm and soft caress and flirtatious taste, and Ping Yu was immediately completely stunned-

And the man with his back to her was still in a state of madness, muttering vigorously in his mouth: "It's all yours, it's all yours!"

Right hand, and even slapped the side of her thigh from time to time.

I couldn't believe it at all, is this woman here the super police Hua Pingfu The head of the criminal police detachment bit his lower lip tightly, and the pain was painful. It's really pain. Not a nightmare. She felt another pain in her flesh, and she immediately pinched her face fiercely, and it was indeed a pain, a pain.

Continue, or stop?

Think about it, such a - I still wonder if he is a rapist, and he has such a skin-to-skin relationship with him?

It may be completely forgivable to be another woman, but in her, it is simply an unforgivable mistake. A crime. Sins are unforgivable.

After all, she has always been a calm and intelligent female detective who has solved countless major cases!

Quiet. Feel. She is charming, but she rationally analyzes and believes that there are three points that are incredible and ulterior:

One is that her love after many years actually happened in such a place where her eyes were full of filth and filth, and there was no possibility of committing to marriage to each other. Love or sexual affairs that are not for the purpose of marriage are hooligans, sins, and unforgivable;

The second is that they are almost a pair of men and women who are strangers to each other, and they have burst out so passionately, and they have all changed their identities? Have they had the taste of skin blending? Or are they in progress? How do they feel so calm but so wonderful, full of softness?

Third, before the walk, all she had been thinking about was how to tell him that she would never have any more contact with him!

As a result, now, unexpectedly, so it ended. It's a big difference from the point.

It is a good thing that Ping Yu feels that her body is no longer hers, and it seems that she is praying and expecting to be violated.

Should we continue to appreciate the charm, toughness and ability of a real man?

In a morbid world, most people are tending to achieve their careers or business careers, exhausted and haggard, is there a sturdy man who is as tough and firm as Fang Sheng?

In such an era when the spirit and body are impotent, there is also a man who is not only gentle and considerate, but also tough and strong, can he not be burned with lust, his body is soft, and then he feels that a flame is about to burst from the bottom of his abdomen?

Take a speedy ride and free fall from a height of 100 meters.

The spark meets the dry wood and the dead tree.

Ping Yiyi affectionately savored what kind of love, what kind of hate, what kind of kung fu, and what could be done, she really couldn't imagine it, so she thought hard. Silent thoughts.

Fiercely despised the other ego.

In the torment of the soul, the spirit and the flesh are opposed.

Reputation and body aside. Thoroughly feel the galloping strength and paralysis of men.

Let your spirit flow freely. Conquer and be conquered. Maybe the taste of finally conquering the police flower must have a special taste, so when he can't move in the hospital, every time Fang Sheng leaves early in the morning or at noon or night, he will always be in good spirits after a successful kiss.

The heavy mental pressure and lofty ideals all demanded that she spurn this filthy behavior.

But now, the police flower is intoxicated.

Ping Xuan didn't even know if he was in love with him, or he didn't get the promise he should have heard, or subconsciously he was always wondering if this man could be entrusted with his life?

Even the thrilling history of struggle he talked about, after all, there are still so many suspicious things.

Vague. Stumbled. Confused, confused, confused. Swinging, madness, and might, everything is over.

In this way, it is a sin to do so.

Since it is a sin, the sin is unforgivable! Then it must be stopped!

Instantly, the mind is clear. Act decisively. Ping Fu screamed, "What are you—what are you doing?"

Hands and feet began to swing, slap, and kick violently.

At the critical moment, I am afraid that no one expected that there would be disillusionment.

Stunned and stupid. Be all abroad. Fang Sheng, who had a purple face, stared at him for a moment, and suddenly made a strange move, and he turned over at once.

Standing at the head of the bed, with a solemn face and intoxicated eyes, he stared at Ping Yu fixedly, and murmured seductively: "Are you Mei Gui? really? You, you- must be Mei Gui!"