Chapter 12 Crossing the River and Demolishing the Bridge, Necessary (4)

Crying and fussing...... It's just sprinkling!

Du Yuheng had obviously never encountered such a woman, he was stunned at first, then squinted, and a secret smile flashed in his long narrow eyes.

A woman who can grit her teeth and not say a word after being shot, will she be afraid of being dismantled?

Yi Xiaoshi touched her tears with her left hand and right hand in turn, the eyeshadow was enough to spend, and when she wiped it like this, it was paste, black, no different from a panda.

The face is not the same, and the person naturally looks extremely sloppy, Du Yuheng is obviously clean, frowned, and wants to straighten up and stay away from her.

At the moment when he straightened his waist, Du Yuheng's face suddenly changed, and he was planted straight on the bed, and a wave of annoyance suddenly rushed to his head in his chest, but his eyes became more and more blurry, and the dizziness became heavier and heavier.

"You!" He opened his mouth, and there was a hint of hideousness in his clear voice, "You dare to calculate me!" ”

This is definitely the first time that he Du Yuheng has been calculated so miserably!

He'd clearly searched everything on her!

Yi Xiaoshi stretched out her hand and patted Du Yuheng's handsome face, and her fingers naughtily poked his handsome nose, "I'm sorry, in this world, there is really no one I dare not calculate!" And, last night, you took such a big advantage of me, I have to get some back, don't you say? ”

Du Yuheng's originally fair face was as black as charcoal at this time, and he blinked hard, barely seeing Yi Xiaoshi's big flower face stretched out to him, and said ruthlessly, "You dare!" Don't forget, if it wasn't for me yesterday, you're a bunch of meat puree now! ”

"Ha, you must not know, I am the ungrateful master who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge!" Yi Xiaoshi raised her lips arrogantly, "What about you, just honestly have a beautiful spring dream!" ”

Du Yuheng felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and there seemed to be a curling aroma spreading in his snort, and some illusory pictures began to appear in his mind, and even his body became hot.

It's a pity that my body is soft and I can't move at all.

Yi Xiaoshi turned over and got out of bed, took the USB flash drive from his hand, and said to Du Yuheng, who was half confused and half awake, "This is the best drug in my hand, and I am reluctant to use it until I have to." It's very expensive, and it's really cheap for you to use. ”

Pinched his chin and thought for a moment, and smiled sinisterly, "Your face and body are first-class, I believe many fierce women are salivating." I feel obligated to give them some benefits."

Du Yuheng listened groggily, secretly screaming badly, and her anger made her want to swallow Yi Xiaoshi!

For the first time in Du Yuheng's life, he was picked up.

And the person who picked him up was giving him a 360-degree all-round close-up, taking pictures, and sighing loudly, "This time the sketch has fallen again, what a good model, what a good prototype." Tsk, look at this ** expression! ”

took Du Yuheng's face at close range, and took more than a dozen photos in one breath before he put away the mobile phone with satisfaction, "The pixels are so good, the local tyrant machine is the local tyrant machine"

Pick out the phone card and throw it aside, carefully check the phone, and make sure that there is no such thing as a miniature tracker, so that you can rest assured.

"Macho, good dreams!"

Yi Xiaoshi stretched out her slender fingers with black nail polish, flicked it on Du Yuheng's big bird very arrogantly, then looked up and laughed, and jumped on the windowsill in Du Yuheng's struggle and anger, and disappeared without a trace.

Du Yuheng's face was flushed, he was constantly tormented by drugs and shame, and he burst out with an earth-shattering roar, "I won't let you go!" ”

At the ends of the earth, digging three feet into the ground, will also find you!

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H big, Yi Xiaoshi stood in the dressing room, neatly coiled up her long black and silky hair, wiped her lip gloss, helped her flat glasses, looked at the front and back of the mirror, and made sure that there was nothing wrong with her dress, so she packed up everything and put it in the closet and locked it.

As soon as I got out of the locker room, I met the teacher in the same office, so I greeted him with a smile, "Teacher Zhang is early"

The teacher surnamed Zhang is a man in his thirties, with a gentle temperament, a typical warm man

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