Ye Tingying's suite, nearly 100 square meters, living room, spacious and bright. Because, the two walls in the north and south are transparent bulletproof floor-to-ceiling windows.

The living room is not extravagant, complicated furnishings, extremely simple, only two sets of sky blue leather sofas, home theater.

On the third floor, there is the rooftop, and the corner of the roof is full of detection electric eyes, and the bodyguards distributed in a ring take turns to stand guard 24 hours a day.

It is said that a series of security agreements signed between Ye Zhai and the special insurance company were all handed over to Ye Tingying, and Ye Bohong did not care.

Soon, Lin Guanyin, who had finished chatting with Xiao Tao, walked out of the dining room and called Xu, and the two went to the bungalow to clean up the room.

Ye Tingying returned to the room and saw his wife playing a movie, his eyes were cast on the LCD screen close to the wall, without blinking.

He just wanted to speak, but when he saw the woman looking up, her face was full of depression and displeasure, and he was stunned, "Wife, why are you angry, the movie is not good?" ”

Tang Zhuque picked up the remote control, paused the video, and asked rhetorically, "If I say that Xu Huaixuan deliberately targeted me, do you support him or me?" ”

This question is too old-fashioned, like asking your husband: If one day, your mother and I can't swim and fall into the river at the same time, which one do you save first?

However, she really wanted to know his answer. Inexplicably, the longer the two get along, the more she asks of this man.

Ye Tingying sat lazily on the sofa chair, picked up her index finger, and touched her chin, "Both support." Don't be angry, my son is going to protest. ”

For the sake of the health of the fetus, although he was very concerned about the text messages between his wife and her ex-husband, he couldn't help mentioning it, lest his wife lose her temper.

Tang Zhuqi moved his head, dodged the touch, and said sullenly, "Then I'm not angry, I'm disappointed." He has blocked bullets for you, and you indulge him. ”

"Why was Xu Huaixuan able to enter my room, did you give him the key? He insisted on seeing the bracelet, and if I didn't give it, he would do it. ”

Obviously, her tone couldn't hide her anger, and she was so angry that her breathing was a little short, and her emotions fluctuated so much, how could the fetus develop well.

Ye Tingying stroked the broken hair scattered on his forehead and explained softly, "Don't be angry, Guan Yin and Xuan can take the key to our room with Xiao Tao." ”

"Actually, Xuan's personality is not too bad, you two get along slowly, and in the future, with a deeper understanding, it shouldn't be so stiff."

Except for Aunt Lin and Uncle Zhong, Xiao Tao is a trustworthy servant, but even if she is in charge of the backup key, she must hand it in regularly.

turned out to be this set of rhetoric again, Tang Zhuque was almost so angry that his face twitched, and he could only show movies, and her pastime was just that.

Ye Tingying caught his wife's lonely eyes sharply, sighed helplessly in his heart, and followed with full attention to enjoy the new film.

He enjoys the achievements of core power, the pride of winning by hand, the pleasure of pleasing women, and the stability of a high degree of control.

Now, two hopes have been added: his wife treats him wholeheartedly, his son is developing well, and his life will be complete.

Lin Guanyin wanted to stay in Ye Mansion temporarily, and after dinner, she and Xu Huaixuan were busy packing their luggage, so they could only practice guns together in the afternoon.

Of course, they never go to the gun club, they all have their own nests, and in the Ye Mansion, the place to practice guns is on the second floor of a certain bungalow.

Haisha, the largest private club that shoots guns, is run by a retired veteran criminal policeman, and it is also a frequent place for Su Wenze.

Ordinary citizens do not go to shooting clubs, join clubs, practice guns, mainly working male police officers and shooting competition players.

*****

It's past ten o'clock in the evening.

Spend a good full moon and night. Always.

The stage in the center of the dance hall is surrounded by countless men and women. A cabaret show.

At the bar on the other side of the back of the stage, Evans sat in a high chair, holding a cup of tequila, staring at the crowd with a grim face.

A few minutes later, another green-eyed man approached the bar, and he walked straight to his partner, enthusiastically stalking to a young woman passing by.

William. Taylor chatted with the sexy beauty, grinning a mouthful of bright white teeth and greeting with a bright smile, "Evans, long time no see, how have you been?" ”

Evans raised his head, raised his glass, took a soft sip of tequila, pursed in his throat, and then coldly hooked the corners of his lips, the meaning of mockery obvious.

Long time no see, how are you lately? Hmph, it's too easy to ask, the task he took on is getting more and more tricky, how much better can he be.

What makes him even more angry is that it's been more than half a month, this damn mother. Cannon, his partner actually appeared, but he couldn't dig anyone.

Even the contact information was suspended, this mother. Cannon can't live in some messy woman's house again, get together with women.

Evans' lips and teeth were filled with a faint smell of honey, and he took another sip of wine and scolded coldly, "Heh, I'm your fart!" ”

"William, don't apply facial masks, manicures, and hot springs with women, you still have to figure out how to explain to the general secretary general about the unfavorable things of the teacher."

The stage lights of the changing colors came over as they continued to strafe, and with the flash of light, Evans could clearly see that his partner's skin was white and tender.

He hates! I hate a big man, his skin is so fair, even his neck, arms and other places are not tanned by the sun, and he is fair and smooth.

Presumably, I've been in Haisha for more than half a month, this damn mother. Eat well and sleep well, get together with women all day long, and do what facials.

Tiger Claw is also the object of their special attention, absconding to the sea sand, but they did not receive any news, Tiger Claw abuse. Kill a policewoman.

It was quite a sensation, Kriti. Sado has already counted him down for this matter, and of course, the number of the general secretary general is also a literary crepe.

However, Evans listened to his teacher's words that were half lamenting and half reprimanding, and felt that it was an insult to his own ability. Insult.

William. Taylor followed suited himself to a high chair, his hands propped up on the bar, and asked the waiter in fluent Chinese for two glasses of vodka and three cups of green tea.

The two of them didn't have time to drink and gossip here, but Evans stopped, "Wait a minute, just give him a beer." ”

Beer is also acceptable to him, William. Taylor didn't have much of an opinion, his head bowed, casually stroking his slender knuckles, which were distinctly backbone.

Turning sideways, he got closer to his partner, lowered his voice a little, and asked in a tone that was enough for the two of them to hear clearly, "Why didn't Su Wenze come over?" ”

William. Taylor was reluctant to live with two men, who he felt were too dull to play games in.

The waiter quickly poured a glass of cold beer for the guest, and on the bar side of the wine cabinet, a few meters away, there were also men and women talking in twos and threes.

In fact, it is really noisy here, with countless men and women exclaiming, making noises, DJs singing, and the two are very close to each other to have a clear conversation. R1152