5. Chapter 5 Brutal Female Police Officer
Blowing the cool morning breeze, Yang Ming was walking on the way to Jiangnan City to find his daughter-in-law, no, it should be on the way to Jiangnan City to beg for a living, and a cold snort came from Leng Buding's ears. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Turning his head to look, a beautiful female traffic policeman about nineteen years old on the side rode a motorcycle unhurriedly parallel to him, with a cold face and hostile eyes.
The policewoman has white and tender skin like white clouds, extremely delicate and beautiful facial features, two sweet pear vortices are not smiling, a pretty shoulder-length short hair, thin waist and thin legs and thin arms, although the upper circumference is not as fierce as Mo Yuxin, but it should not be underestimated, and the front of the uniform is bulging, which is very attractive.
She is beautiful, has a good figure, and wears a police uniform and rides a bicycle, what is even more rare is that she has a cool expression with a little anger on her face, and she is indescribably heroic.
Yang Mingxin is the first time to see the female traffic policeman on the side, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like she once offended her, otherwise why does she look at him like an enemy, is she so hated by women?
I looked at the policewoman with the Heavenly Eye Soul Technique, hey, the appearance is very cold and cool, and she is wearing purple underwear inside, or is it the kind with very little fabric, is this just sullen?
Yang Mingkou said: "I said that the police are beautiful, is it that your parents forced you to get married, you plan to pull one on the side of the road, and you will take a fancy to me." Tell you, I'm everyone's best girl, well, no, I should be a good boy who guards like a jade, don't insult me. If it's really rude, you must choose a good place, I don't like field battles, at least the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. ā
The female traffic policeman's name is Su Qingqing, a student of the police academy, currently interning in the Jiangnan City Traffic Police Force, after listening to Yang Ming's words, she was angry, and she couldn't wait to eat him, she glared at Yang Ming viciously, and said coldly: "What's your name?" ā
Yang Ming said with a hippie smile: "You really like me." Remember, my name is husband. ā
"Old Gong?" Su Qingqing frowned, why does this name sound so strange, is there an old surname in the world?
"Hey, good daughter-in-law."
"You!" Su Qingqing was anxious, figured out that he was being taken advantage of, pinched the forklift line, stopped the car, got out of the car and blocked in front of Yang Ming, and asked in an interrogating tone, "Name?" ā
"You really plan to rob me of being my husband. Okay, okay, I'll tell you that it's not enough, your husband's name is Yang Ming, Yang Jian's Yang, Bright Ming, what's your wife's name? ā
"Yang Ming, I see that you are not bright at all, and the bad mouth is even worse." Su Qingqing's hands were crossed with his fingers, and his bones clicked, "To tell you honestly, I, Su Qingqing, have the worst temper in the police academy, and if you provoke me today, you will be unlucky." It's not a good thing to look at you, either you apologize to me obediently, kowtow, and it's none of your business, or I'll beat your parents so much that they don't know you! ā
Something happened here, three or two passers-by stopped the car and watched, Su Qingqing glared, and they were all scared away.
Yang Ming took a good time to look at Su Qingqing, her figure was different from Mo Yuxin's hot type, she belonged to the petite and delicate type, slender figure, and a particularly strong oriental feminine temperament, but with the police uniform and the cool expression on her face, it formed a sharp contrast, which was very attractive.
Undoubtedly, this is a superb beauty in front of her, which is very in line with the requirements of the future child's mother, Yang Ming scratched his chest and gave a bad smile, "You said that you are a beautiful girl, but I didn't kiss you, I didn't touch you, and I didn't give up after being happy with you.
Eighty percent, if something happens, let's find the master to be angry. Let's hear it, was it dumped by your boyfriend, or was your boyfriend robbed by your female partner, or was your aunt irregular? Or when you are old, you want to do that, but you don't have a boyfriend, so you have another way to vent? ā
Su Qingqing was furious, "Shut up!" ā
"I didn't say it, although your face and figure are good, but with your temper, no man dares to approach. Or I'll be kind enough to benefit the public and accept you. But you have to take it easy, I can destroy you up to ten times a day eight times, because I still have other wives to take care of. ā
Makes the beautiful woman angry, looking at Su Qingqing's puffing appearance, Yang Ming thinks it is very interesting, you sent it, I don't tease it, I don't tease.
"You brought it on yourself!" Su Qingqing's voice fell, and he raised a leg and kicked Yang Ming's head high.
Is there any kung fu, you can see it as soon as you make a move, Yang Ming saw that Su Qingqing's pace was steady, her breathing was long, and she saw that she was a good hand, and it was not until she stepped out that she knew that she was walking, which is a good hand, obviously a master, if she can't get it, she is still a martial soul awakener.
In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Su Qingqing's kick was almost kicked into Yang Ming's face, and she seemed to be able to see Yang Ming and the blood foam spit out a few big teeth, flying out a few steps on the side, falling to the ground and fainting after a few convulsions. But like a ghost, nine out of ten sure kicked it out of nowhere, and Yang Ming disappeared like a ghost.
What about people, where are they? Su Qingqing kept his posture of kicking up for a moment, and a voice came from his ear: "It's really purple, tsk, just a little bit of fabric, there are really not many places to cover." No, why is there so much fabric, there are too many places to cover. ā
Looking at the voice, Su Qingqing's ears were red, and a stream of heat rushed to her lungs, almost spurting out a mouthful of sweet blood, because Yang Ming squatted at her feet with a smile, and her vision was excellent.