With the threatening words, his jaw was in pain, his jaw seemed to be pinched and deformed, Tang Zhuqi screamed in a low voice, above his head, his fierce and cold eyes seemed to burn her, his mouth still had some alcohol, and the special blueberry smell could not be hidden.

He also used the blueberry liquid calcium maternal toothpaste specially selected by his mother, the faint blueberry smell was mixed with wine, it didn't smell good, and the warm breath sprayed out, Tang Zhuqi felt nauseous, and held his strong and stiff long arm, "I, I want to vomit-"

Stunned, Ye Tingying immediately let go of her chin and said coldly, "Heh, it's good, then you can vomit first, and then we will settle the account after vomiting." ”

She is uncomfortable and settles the account, counts, he is still easier to get along with when he drinks a lot, although there are many things, troublesome, like a child without an image, but at least not so violent, his eyes are not so cold, Tang Zhuque's nausea is surging, retching, and he can't spit it out.

Usually, she smelled a slightly strong toothpaste smell and retched repeatedly, her mother followed her friend's advice and changed to a light blueberry flavor, which was really much better, but unexpectedly, his strong wine smell and blueberry smell were mixed, and the smell was even more unpleasant, so she quickly rinsed her mouth constantly.

Ye Tingying's dark eyes were half-narrowed, and the bottom of his eyes was full of anger and pity, and he said coldly, "What have you eaten tonight, you vomit so much." ”

She hadn't vomited for a long time, and this time she vomited again, not to mention how uncomfortable it was that sour smell was not to mention how uncomfortable it was, it was not his fault, Tang Zhuque didn't want to pay attention to his questioning, kept rinsing his mouth, and when he saw his tall body approaching, he shrank back, "You have a bad breath, don't talk to me." ”

She retreated too quickly, and inadvertently slammed her waist into the corner of the bathroom cabinet next to her, screaming in pain. Cover your lower abdomen and squat.

Something bad about his breath. It was very fresh, and Ye Tingying was greatly panicked when he saw this. Caught up and said urgently, "It's okay, say, it's okay?" ”

Dare to come over, a pig-headed, brainless man, Tang Zhuque hurriedly shook his head and covered his mouth and nose. Through the gap between his fingers, he shouted, "It's okay, your son is okay, stay away from me, the smell of wine in your mouth is still very strong, and it smells super bad with the smell of toothpaste." ”

Really? Ye Tingying's breath stagnated, and then he took two steps back, as if disgusted. Sneered: "So it's still my fault." ”

Of course it's his fault, she hasn't been so uncomfortable for a long time, Tang Zhuqi scolded secretly, and he didn't smile. Perfunctory, "Thank you for your understanding." ”

Pi Xiaorou didn't smile, and he dared to ignore his own concerns. Ye Tingying stroked his forehead, upset. "Don't throw up, it sounds weird."

Just seven or eight words. Because of the low voice, the alcohol that has not completely dissipated, and a little hoarse, grunting, and a demagogic magnetic magic, people can't help but indulge in it, Tang Zhuqi's eardrums are too thin, and every word is colliding with her heart.

She kept taking deep breaths, trying to suppress the nausea, got up and walked out of the bathroom quickly, poured a glass of warm water, and drank it slowly.

Ye Tingying snatched the water cup, "Don't drink too much, cover your nose when you think my breath is nauseous, it's late, go to bed first, and talk about it tomorrow." ”

The third watch made her vomit in the middle of the night, what else to talk about? Tang Zhuque asked with his eyes, listened to the proposal, and immediately pinched his nose, displeased, "Why are you still talking, don't talk to me, go home and beg your grandfather to be merciful, my parents are not as hateful as you say, I don't want your money." ”

Ye Bohong is really an old ginger - spicy enough, maybe he has long understood that his grandson is greedy for profit, and he only has money, the company and his son in his heart, so he dictates the medicine to force his grandson not to divorce her, the means are really ruthless enough, and she is not only admiring is an accident.

Originally, she thought that her grandfather designed the one, with the transfer of Ye's shares as a gambling capital, and promised to have a divorce agreement if she was cheating or unfaithful, but now it seems that Ye Bohong is simply the final boss of the overlord game, and he doesn't even recognize his grandson for the sake of his great-grandson.

In Haisha, his grandfather is known as an iron-blooded merchant, and it is useless to beg, even if he kneels on the ground and cries bitterly, it is useless to cry his father and call his mother,

Ye Tingying didn't think so, just hammered hard, the green tendons on the back of his hand were exposed, and he was stunned, "My grandfather doesn't hurt me, he loves you." ”

Maybe because of the relationship between her grandparents, Ye Bohong really loves her and takes care of her, but he definitely loves his biological grandson even more.

Tang Zhuqi rolled his eyes, his eyes swept angrily, "Your grandfather doesn't care about you, and it's about my eggs?" Do you want me to persuade your grandfather? ”

If you knew it earlier, you wouldn't wake him up, there would be a lot of trouble, and you could be inexplicably angry at him, especially when he hooked up with Qin Qingyi's woman.

His wife was born with picturesque eyebrows and a soft and beautiful voice, but her temperament was not as docile as others imagined, Ye Tingying frowned.

"It is not a virtue to speak foul language, and if that is heard by the son, the majesty of you, the mother, will be greatly diminished."

Every time, she will only use her son to suppress her, and there are no new moves, Tang Zhuqi snorted coldly, he didn't want to speak, he got into the bed, he was really crazy, it was meaningless to confront others like this, because of lack of sleep, his eyes would definitely be bloodshot tomorrow morning.

The night breeze blew through the screen window, and it was silent, and it was pitch black, and the night was as cool as water, and as dark as ink, and he was indeed going to sleep.

Ye Tingying turned off the two crystal lamps in the house, lifted the quilt, and got into the quilt, pillowed his hands behind his head, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was so tired, he lay on the bed and looked at his wife and children by his side, full of a sense of solidity, turned sideways, looked at the facial contours of the supine woman and fell asleep.

****

At one o'clock tonight, two men and one woman, a total of three killers, disguised themselves as patients, and successively infiltrated the ward of the intensive care area, wanting to get rid of Su Wenze.

Only shot the dummy, was hidden around the criminal police, caught off guard, in the shootout between the two sides, the opportunity was decided, Suzuki Nako pushed a killer friend to be a bullet target, took the opportunity to rush through the encirclement line, and went downstairs to hold a nurse on night duty at the front desk.

Nako Suzuki, half-pulling the trigger, aimed it at the nurse's temple, and used the hostage to force the three detectives who had been hiding outside to give way.

Then, with the Vietnamese killer who was injured in the arm but was not killed on the spot, step by step, retreated to the gate outside the hospital.

Evans, the other three criminal policemen, etc., surrounded the two killers and shouted, "Nako Suzuki, you can't escape, just be caught!" ”

The police had already had the foresight that all the cars parked outside the hospital had long since been removed, and Nako Suzuki had taken the nurse hostage out of the hospital.

Looking around, there is no transportation available, the other party is going to kill them all, and if one is not careful, he will be killed on the spot.

Worried that there were talc rocks on the road ahead, and she was caught off guard, Nako Suzuki motioned for the Vietnamese killer to protect her back.

The two of them almost stopped one step at a time, tightly strangled the nurse's neck to block it to their left side, their eyes calm, cold and angry, and looked back.

The innocent hostages in their hands, sobbing lowly, begging for help, made the other detectives have some scruples, but Evans has no intention of compromising.

Partner Zhongfu, he got up early with murderous intent, staring coldly at a slender Japanese woman in a black windbreaker, with a cold and handsome face, full of murderous aura, "Nako Suzuki, it turned out that you were plotting against Agent Su?" Say that you and Muxiang. What does Jisong have to do with it? ”

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