Contract? Thinking about it, the evil smile on Ling Jie's face was even thicker, and Fu Kou blew in Xia Bing's ear: "What contract, that... Isn't that my deed of sale? Now that I'm all yours, shouldn't I do something? ”

As soon as he thought of it, when Xia Bing whipped himself with a whip, Ling Jie was very angry, the fire in his stomach was like the raging fire, which baked Ling Jie to death. However, just seeing Xia Bing's pitiful eyes, Ling Jie also felt a trace of pride in his heart. Finally, this violence was shaken off. Moreover, Ling Jie saw a hint of softness in her eyes.

"You bastard, what a deed of sale, don't say it so ugly, okay? You, let go of me, or I'll call the police! Xia Bing felt that his arms were pressed against the sofa by Ling Jie and he couldn't move, and it was also difficult to breathe, and his heart was even more nervous.

At the same time, he was also enjoying the smell of Ling Jie's body, an aura that made people feel very safe and fascinated. Xia Bing, what are you thinking? Thinking about it, Xia Bing hurriedly pulled the ridiculous idea just now under his feet and stepped on it twice. Alarm? Isn't she a police officer? Also call the police? It's really ridiculous, Ling Jie really doesn't understand, this police flower will also call the police.

Thinking about it, Ling Jie smiled: "Okay, it's not too late to call the police after we finish our work." Moreover, do you think you have the ability to resist in front of the master? As he spoke, Ling Jie's salty pig hand pinched the mountain peak and pinched it lightly, revealing a wicked smile. You bastard! Xia Bing wanted to slap him.

At this time, a great hero appeared gorgeously. "Dad, you bastard, you can't bully Mom...!" At this time, Xia Meng came out of the bedroom and pinched Ling Jie's ear with an angry face: "Dad, what do you want to do?" Quick, let go of my mother, or I won't spare you, huh! "When Xia Meng is angry, she is really cute.

In particular, the pink face, with a thick red glow, is very eye-catching, and I really want to reach over and pinch it twice. No way! At this time, Ling Jie was dumbfounded. What's going on? Ling Jie's head is big, why did Xia Meng run out at this time?

"I... I give up! Ling Jie let go of Xia Bing, held Xia Meng in his arms, and turned around twice: "Xiaomeng, dad surrendered, you can't pinch dad ears in the future, you know?" Ling Jie's fingertips pinched the bridge of Xia Meng's nose lightly, and said with a smile.

My heart is also hurting, and Xiaomeng is really, how to pinch my ears. Moreover, who taught her this trick? Could it be Xia Bing? Thinking about it, Ling Jie threw a questioning look at Xia Bing, as if to say, I'll let you go today, hum. Xia Meng rolled his eyes at Ling Jie, as if he was threatening, don't think about it, if you dare to bully your mother, I will definitely not let you go.

Thinking about it, Xia Meng smiled: "Dad, are you bleeding?" At this time, when Xia Meng's fingers touched Ling Jie's back, a trace of blood stained his pink fingertips, Xia Meng exclaimed.

"It's okay, it's just a little injury!" Ling Jie smiled, put Xia Meng on the sofa, and pulled out a tissue to wipe the blood stains off her fingertips. "Mom, Dad is injured, what are you still doing in a daze...?" At this time, Xia Meng grabbed Xia Bing's wrist and said angrily. I was also very anxious, her father was injured, wasn't she in a hurry. I thought, Mom is really, Dad is hurt like this, and he is still stunned here.