After many days of grinding his ears and temples, kissing and touching, he already knew her sensitivity.

The fingers, just gently teasing through the panties, already made her tremble slightly.

She took a deep breath, and her heart instantly rose to her throat, and even the breathing scattered around his neck became rapid.

I thought he would continue, but unexpectedly, he just hooked his thin lips, let go of her, and started the car......

"Disappointed?" He held the steering wheel with one hand, his deep eyes glanced at her like a peach blossom through the car mirror, and with the other hand, ten fingers kept rubbing against her earlobe.

"Nope!" She turned her face to the side and didn't look at him.

"......" He didn't say anything more, just quietly withdrew his hand.

When the car drove to the Dream Garden, Qiao Weiwei was already asleep, and at this moment, she was breathing shallowly, sleeping defenselessly.

Liang Bo parked the car, hugged her horizontally, and entered the door.

The servants had fallen asleep, and the gorgeous space was so quiet that only the sound of his footsteps and her breathing was the sound of it.

He quickly changed into slippers and walked into the elevator with Qiao Weiwei in his arms.

Back in the room, he gently put her down and went into the bathroom, moving very lightly, as if he was afraid of waking her up-

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The dark sky is like thick ink that can't be dissolved.

In the sky over New York tonight, there is not a single star.

The whole world is dull and panicked.

On the rooftop of the top floor of Liang's headquarters, Liang Bo, who was dressed in black, was lazily leaning on the snow-white European-style sofa, folding his legs, and with a natural expression, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it to his lips, his face was slightly off, and Ning Motong next to him immediately bent down respectfully to light a cigarette for him.

Beside them, dozens of bodyguards stood neatly on both sides, all with serious expressions, and they didn't even dare to come out.

Soon, two bodyguards walked forward with a middle-aged man with a black handbag in one hand, and the bodyguard kicked the man's leg in the crook, and the man knelt directly on the ground, and the cash in the bag was scattered all over the ground.

Liang Bo looked at the man condescendingly, moved his lips, and said, "Uncle Chen, what are your dissatisfaction with me?" ”

"No...... No...... How dare I? The cold gaze, like a sharp knife sharpened like clay, frightened the man's legs trembling.

"Oh? Can't? Really? Then how did I hear that you tried to sell the company's confidential documents? If you're a smart man, then tell me who your buyer is, or else, my hands, don't mind a little more blood. His body leaned forward slightly, and the burning cigarette butt in his hand slowly pressed against the man's neck, and the man roared in pain, but he did not dare to resist.

He hated the person who betrayed him the most in his life, and this time, if Ning Motong hadn't discovered this matter in time, I am afraid that his Liang's confidential documents would have fallen into the hands of the opponent hiding in the shadows......

In the next second, Liang Bo slowly took out a bloody photo from his pocket and shook it in front of the man's eyes......

In the photo, the pale man is lying in a pool of blood, covered in blood.

"I don't want to be like your son, just tell me who is the one who tried to buy my Liang's confidential documents!" He spoke every word, and his scarlet eyes looked at the man, like Satan.

"You...... You really killed him...... Liang Bo, you are so ruthless! The man held the photo of his son in his hand, the whole person was trembling, at this moment, he only felt a strong murderous aura, enveloping him, tonight, he seemed to be in a catastrophe.

"Woo woo woo ~ ~~~ my son !!!" The man fell straight to the ground as if all his strength had been drained, holding the bloodied picture of his son and crying, his hands constantly beating his chest.

"Do you say it or not......!" Liang Bo got up, the black shadow enveloped the man, and the cold muzzle of the gun was aimed at the man's eyebrows, like death.