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Qiao Weihuan didn't say a word, the grabbed hand moved, and his fingertips moved forward little by little, touching ......

She opened her mouth, tilted her head, and asked him very innocently, "Why did your tail grow here?" No wonder I didn't touch it. ”

He Zhengxiao: "......"

The little hand also pinched, and muttered softly: "Why is it so hard?" You rolled in the mud puddle, didn't Minglang bathe you? It's all in the way......"

In this wave of unintentional flirting, it is not men who can stand it.

He Zhengxiao's breath was suffocated, his big hand let go of her wrist, and instead grabbed her slender ankle, pulled it out domineeringly, his hot body pressed down heavily, and his low voice mixed with the scorching temperature sprinkled on her ears, "Seeing that you are drunk, I didn't plan to ask you...... It's what you tease. ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't feel the danger at all, continued to touch indiscriminately, lit a fire on the man without any scruples, and said while touching: "Black beans, you're finished, you don't look good, and now your tail is misplaced, how can you find a little milk dog in the future......"

He Zhengxiao chuckled and kissed her chattering little mouth.

Qiao Weihuan passively endured it, twisted it uncomfortably a few times, but felt that the force that hindered her breathing was hotter and heavier, as if it was going to crush her.

"Hmm...... Black beans...... Fuck ......."

Still swearing?

The night under He Zhengxiao's eyes became thicker and thicker, he let go of her lips, straightened up his tight back, lifted one of her long, straight legs to his shoulders, and suddenly-

"Huh?"

The white and tender little hand touched the gauze covered under the shirt, Qiao Weihuan looked at it intently, and reacted for a while, then she raised her misty little face and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was drunk like this, looking at black beans that would not sting her, subconsciously looking for "peace", not thinking about how cruel the reality was.

It's just that I always remember the man with the gunshot wound, and he is extremely sensitive to gauze.

Qiao Weihuan sat up in this position, lifted the man's shirt, gently touched the gauze with both hands, touched it for a while, and asked him: "I was wrong, I didn't mean to, I feel uncomfortable when you are injured, give me another chance, I will definitely not shoot...... Are you still in pain? I'll blow it for you? ”

After saying that, I really did it.

Her waist is thin and soft, incredibly flexible, one leg is imprisoned by the man's hand, the other leg is pressed by his arm, and she can easily bend her waist, and her little face is close to the man's thin waist wrapped in gauze, pouting and blowing, as if this can really relieve the pain.

He Zhengxiao lowered his head, and his dark eyes fell on the tip of her delicate nose.

He bent down, grabbed the woman's fair face with his big hand, and swept his thumb over the tail of her reddened eyes, "I know that I am distressed and still say that kind of thing, and I secretly cry again, huh?" ”

Qiao Weihuan wrinkled her nose unhappily, "Xiaohua doesn't love me, my mother doesn't want me, I'm a single, can't I cry?" ”

She has accepted these facts, or she has to accept them, so her tone is flat, so faint that people feel a little pity.

But...... Florets?

Qiao Weihuan's whole person was not very good, she was a little uncomfortable and manic, rubbing her little hands up and down.

Nima coins, the whole world doesn't want her anymore, and even Black Beans are beginning to dislike her!

"I can't cry...... You're still so hard, it's not easy to rub at all, I don't want you anymore! ”

Turning his face and not recognizing the bean, he withdrew his hand, fell directly on the bed, and his upper body got into the soft quilt, and in less than three seconds, he began to snore quietly and evenly.

He Zhengxiao: "......"

His handsome eyebrows were stained with a deep smile, and his big hand gently lowered the woman's ankles, tucking her two thin legs into the quilt.

Qiao Weihuan slept unrealistically, turned around a few times in the quilt, rolled himself into a big zongzi, leaving only a small piece of forehead outside, accidentally bumped into the man's hard knee, frowned slightly, and hummed twice.

The slender fingers pulled down the quilt that covered her face, and rubbed it on her smooth forehead.

Qiao Weihuan moved his head twice in a daze, and approached his fingers.

The obedient little appearance makes people lose their temper.

The man who is ready to go, has been aroused with irresistible desires/thoughts, and now he has to suppress it. When Qiao Weihuan didn't move, He Zhengxiao slowly straightened his shirt, and the tide of love in his eyes faded little by little.

He got out of bed, picked up the coat that had fallen on the ground with his big hand and put it on the back of the chair, stepped out with his long legs, paced slowly to the side of the bed, lifted the corner of the heavy curtain with his slender fingers, and looked at the wide road downstairs of the hotel with cold eyes.

The white Maiba was slowly driving out of the hotel, followed by several black cars.

The heavy night is the best cover, and thousands of changes can be hidden in it, without a trace.

Just as Maybach was moving smoothly, a car that also came out of the hotel quietly followed the line of the pedestrians.

The man driving did not turn on his headlights, but he had a good sense of night vision, and he always followed not far or close, not letting the vigilant people in front of him notice.

Driving all the way to the suburbs, I saw these people turning a small corner from afar, and the light of the headlights appeared and disappeared among the grass and trees.

The man quietly stopped the car, his cold gaze hidden under the brim of his hat fixed firmly on the row of lights. Until he saw that the headlights had completely disappeared somewhere in the middle of the mountain, he pulled down his mask, took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a slight smile, and sent a location.

Somewhere in the center of B, the mobile phone on the luxurious table shook slightly.

The owner of the mobile phone was not there, and the woman who only wrapped a bath towel glanced at it, turned her brain, picked up the mobile phone and walked to the bathroom door, pulled the bath towel on her body a little looser, and then asked in a loud voice through the translucent glass door: "Mr. Jiang, your phone is ringing, will I send it to you?" ”

What she thinks about is to send the phone in, and by the way, it won't come out. Many men like the mandarin duck playing in the water, and this time she will serve well, maybe she will enter the harem of the big gold lord.

However, what she waited for was completely contrary to what she imagined.

The sound of water in the bathroom did not stop, but the glass door was vigorously opened, and she looked up happily, but met Jiang Linchang's cold face.

The blood in those gray-white eyes made her soften her feet for a moment.

She took two steps back timidly, endured the fear in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang, I-"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit the face, and he was directly hit by the wall, and he didn't even have time to scream, and he fainted directly!

Jiang Linchang stepped over the woman on the ground without mercy, picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and shouted "Come in" coldly, the door outside the suite was immediately opened, and a few people came in and dragged the unconscious woman away. Then he sat down on the couch and swiped the screen of his phone.

After doing everything possible to check before, I couldn't find Demville's foothold in City B, but now I found it so easily?

Jiang Linchang laughed coldly, and directly ordered his subordinates: "Follow him closely for me these days, I want to see what he wants to do here." ”

……

Qiao Weihuan suppressed thousands of layers of tiredness, cried and touched again and again through the strength of wine, and thought that there were harmless little black beans with people and animals, and finally he was satisfied, and slept until dawn, and finally woke up hungry.

I opened my swollen eyelids, and I just felt that everything was turning, and I was so hangovered. She rubbed her eyebrows, found that she was not at home, and she was not wearing clothes, and she was awake in an instant.

I felt it carefully, and there was no abnormality on my body, not like something was wrong. Qiao Weihuan put her mind at ease, sat up with great difficulty, got dressed after a hasty wash, opened the door of the suite, and was stunned.

He Zhengxiao sat on the sofa, his long legs folded, and ate breakfast elegantly.

Hearing the voice, the man raised his eyes to look at her, "Sleep full?" ”

It turns out that he sent her here last night.

Qiao Weihuan lowered his eyebrows coldly, raised his feet and left.

Just opened the door, Qiao Weihuan saw Uncle Zhong standing at the door, and bent down respectfully at her, "Miss Qiao." ”

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Uncle Zhong, do you mean not to let me out?" ”

Uncle Zhong didn't answer, and his body didn't move at all.

Qiao Weihuan turned around, "What do you want to do?" ”

Her tone was too impulsive, full of cold fire, which was at odds with last night's enthusiasm.

Of course, Qiao Weihuan didn't remember touching him for a long time last night, but she only remembered how unkind this man was, and it was difficult to repair the gap between her and Qiao's mother.

That's her mother, where her blood belongs. She has struggled for Qiao's mother for half her life, so how can this man be like that?

However, her anger didn't affect He Zhengxiao at all, his tone was still so calm and low, it sounded like a demagogic texture, but she couldn't feel any emotions in it.

"Eat before leaving."

Qiao Weihuan laughed angrily, her eyes turned black with laughter, and she took a few steps back unsteadily.

"I don't want to eat with you, I don't want to talk to you, you let me go."

He Zhengxiao generously stretched out his fingers, "Yes." ”

Qiao Weihuan frowned, and when he turned around again, Uncle Zhong at the door was really gone. She looked at the man holding the cup again, didn't think about it, and left directly.

When he stepped out of the room, he heard a deep and mellow male voice behind him.

"Huanhuan, I let you go because you will come back sooner or later and apologize for your arbitrariness."

Qiao Weihuan paused and left quickly.

When I went downstairs and walked through the hotel lobby, I couldn't hold back the tumbling in my stomach, and I retched a few times while holding my stomach.

Before going back, passing by the breakfast shop, the hungry Qiao Weihuan bought fried dough sticks and soy milk by the way. However, when I got home, I took a bite of the fritters, and I was immediately disgusted. She put down the fritters and drank all the soy milk, and suddenly her face was pale, and she looked down at her lower abdomen.

Should...... No way.

This big drink hurt her muscles and bones, Qiao Weihuan recuperated at home for a few days and didn't go to the company - she was a little ostrich and didn't want to step out of the apartment.

Fang Shuyu came to report on work, and by the way, he brought a large bunch of bouquets, which made Qiao Weihuan's head hurt.

Qiao Weihuan never figured out the identity of the flower giver, and there was no information left in the bouquet, so the bouquet became a mystery.

learned from Fang Shuyu that she did something good that night after drinking, Qiao Weihuan calmly sealed: "Nonsense and going to the Sahara, you choose one." ”

Fang Shuyu: "......"

She took out a rectangular locket from her bag and offered it with respectful hands.

Qiao Weihuan looked at the box for a long time before taking it with a pale face, and the fingers holding the box tightened slightly.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Qiao Weihuan didn't say a word, the grabbed hand moved, and his fingertips moved forward little by little, touching ......

She opened her mouth, tilted her head, and asked him very innocently, "Why did your tail grow here?" No wonder I didn't touch it. ”

He Zhengxiao: "......"

The little hand also pinched, and muttered softly: "Why is it so hard?" You rolled in the mud puddle, didn't Minglang bathe you? It's all in the way......"

In this wave of unintentional flirting, it is not men who can stand it.

He Zhengxiao's breath was suffocated, his big hand let go of her wrist, and instead grabbed her slender ankle, pulled it out domineeringly, his hot body pressed down heavily, and his low voice mixed with the scorching temperature sprinkled on her ears, "Seeing that you are drunk, I didn't plan to ask you...... It's what you tease. ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't feel the danger at all, continued to touch indiscriminately, lit a fire on the man without any scruples, and said while touching: "Black beans, you're finished, you don't look good, and now your tail is misplaced, how can you find a little milk dog in the future......"

He Zhengxiao chuckled and kissed her chattering little mouth.

Qiao Weihuan passively endured it, twisted it uncomfortably a few times, but felt that the force that hindered her breathing was hotter and heavier, as if it was going to crush her.

"Hmm...... Black beans...... Fuck ......."

Still swearing?

The night under He Zhengxiao's eyes became thicker and thicker, he let go of her lips, straightened up his tight back, lifted one of her long, straight legs to his shoulders, and suddenly-

"Huh?"

The white and tender little hand touched the gauze covered under the shirt, Qiao Weihuan looked at it intently, and reacted for a while, then she raised her misty little face and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was drunk like this, looking at black beans that would not sting her, subconsciously looking for "peace", not thinking about how cruel the reality was.

It's just that I always remember the man with the gunshot wound, and he is extremely sensitive to gauze.

Qiao Weihuan sat up in this position, lifted the man's shirt, gently touched the gauze with both hands, touched it for a while, and asked him: "I was wrong, I didn't mean to, I feel uncomfortable when you are injured, give me another chance, I will definitely not shoot...... Are you still in pain? I'll blow it for you? ”

After saying that, I really did it.

Her waist is thin and soft, incredibly flexible, one leg is imprisoned by the man's hand, the other leg is pressed by his arm, and she can easily bend her waist, and her little face is close to the man's thin waist wrapped in gauze, pouting and blowing, as if this can really relieve the pain.

He Zhengxiao lowered his head, and his dark eyes fell on the tip of her delicate nose.

He bent down, grabbed the woman's fair face with his big hand, and swept his thumb over the tail of her reddened eyes, "I know that I am distressed and still say that kind of thing, and I secretly cry again, huh?" ”

Qiao Weihuan wrinkled her nose unhappily, "Xiaohua doesn't love me, my mother doesn't want me, I'm a single, can't I cry?" ”

She has accepted these facts, or she has to accept them, so her tone is flat, so faint that people feel a little pity.

But...... Florets?

Qiao Weihuan's whole person was not very good, she was a little uncomfortable and manic, rubbing her little hands up and down.

Nima coins, the whole world doesn't want her anymore, and even Black Beans are beginning to dislike her!

"I can't cry...... You're still so hard, it's not easy to rub at all, I don't want you anymore! ”

Turning his face and not recognizing the bean, he withdrew his hand, fell directly on the bed, and his upper body got into the soft quilt, and in less than three seconds, he began to snore quietly and evenly.

He Zhengxiao: "......"

His handsome eyebrows were stained with a deep smile, and his big hand gently lowered the woman's ankles, tucking her two thin legs into the quilt.

Qiao Weihuan slept unrealistically, turned around a few times in the quilt, rolled himself into a big zongzi, leaving only a small piece of forehead outside, accidentally bumped into the man's hard knee, frowned slightly, and hummed twice.

The slender fingers pulled down the quilt that covered her face, and rubbed it on her smooth forehead.

Qiao Weihuan moved his head twice in a daze, and approached his fingers.

The obedient little appearance makes people lose their temper.

The man who is ready to go, has been aroused with irresistible desires/thoughts, and now he has to suppress it. When Qiao Weihuan didn't move, He Zhengxiao slowly straightened his shirt, and the tide of love in his eyes faded little by little.

He got out of bed, picked up the coat that had fallen on the ground with his big hand and put it on the back of the chair, stepped out with his long legs, paced slowly to the side of the bed, lifted the corner of the heavy curtain with his slender fingers, and looked at the wide road downstairs of the hotel with cold eyes.

The white Maiba was slowly driving out of the hotel, followed by several black cars.

The heavy night is the best cover, and thousands of changes can be hidden in it, without a trace.

Just as Maybach was moving smoothly, a car that also came out of the hotel quietly followed the line of the pedestrians.

The man driving did not turn on his headlights, but he had a good sense of night vision, and he always followed not far or close, not letting the vigilant people in front of him notice.

Driving all the way to the suburbs, I saw these people turning a small corner from afar, and the light of the headlights appeared and disappeared among the grass and trees.

The man quietly stopped the car, his cold gaze hidden under the brim of his hat fixed firmly on the row of lights. Until he saw that the headlights had completely disappeared somewhere in the middle of the mountain, he pulled down his mask, took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a slight smile, and sent a location.

Somewhere in the center of B, the mobile phone on the luxurious table shook slightly.

The owner of the mobile phone was not there, and the woman who only wrapped a bath towel glanced at it, turned her brain, picked up the mobile phone and walked to the bathroom door, pulled the bath towel on her body a little looser, and then asked in a loud voice through the translucent glass door: "Mr. Jiang, your phone is ringing, will I send it to you?" ”

What she thinks about is to send the phone in, and by the way, it won't come out. Many men like the mandarin duck playing in the water, and this time she will serve well, maybe she will enter the harem of the big gold lord.

However, what she waited for was completely contrary to what she imagined.

The sound of water in the bathroom did not stop, but the glass door was vigorously opened, and she looked up happily, but met Jiang Linchang's cold face.

The blood in those gray-white eyes made her soften her feet for a moment.

She took two steps back timidly, endured the fear in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang, I-"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit the face, and he was directly hit by the wall, and he didn't even have time to scream, and he fainted directly!

Jiang Linchang stepped over the woman on the ground without mercy, picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and shouted "Come in" coldly, the door outside the suite was immediately opened, and a few people came in and dragged the unconscious woman away. Then he sat down on the couch and swiped the screen of his phone.

After doing everything possible to check before, I couldn't find Demville's foothold in City B, but now I found it so easily?

Jiang Linchang laughed coldly, and directly ordered his subordinates: "Follow him closely for me these days, I want to see what he wants to do here." ”

……

Qiao Weihuan suppressed thousands of layers of tiredness, cried and touched again and again through the strength of wine, and thought that there were harmless little black beans with people and animals, and finally he was satisfied, and slept until dawn, and finally woke up hungry.

I opened my swollen eyelids, and I just felt that everything was turning, and I was so hangovered. She rubbed her eyebrows, found that she was not at home, and she was not wearing clothes, and she was awake in an instant.

I felt it carefully, and there was no abnormality on my body, not like something was wrong. Qiao Weihuan put her mind at ease, sat up with great difficulty, got dressed after a hasty wash, opened the door of the suite, and was stunned.

He Zhengxiao sat on the sofa, his long legs folded, and ate breakfast elegantly.

Hearing the voice, the man raised his eyes to look at her, "Sleep full?" ”

It turns out that he sent her here last night.

Qiao Weihuan lowered his eyebrows coldly, raised his feet and left.

Just opened the door, Qiao Weihuan saw Uncle Zhong standing at the door, and bent down respectfully at her, "Miss Qiao." ”

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Uncle Zhong, do you mean not to let me out?" ”

Uncle Zhong didn't answer, and his body didn't move at all.

Qiao Weihuan turned around, "What do you want to do?" ”

Her tone was too impulsive, full of cold fire, which was at odds with last night's enthusiasm.

Of course, Qiao Weihuan didn't remember touching him for a long time last night, but she only remembered how unkind this man was, and it was difficult to repair the gap between her and Qiao's mother.

That's her mother, where her blood belongs. She has struggled for Qiao's mother for half her life, so how can this man be like that?

However, her anger didn't affect He Zhengxiao at all, his tone was still so calm and low, it sounded like a demagogic texture, but she couldn't feel any emotions in it.

"Eat before leaving."

Qiao Weihuan laughed angrily, her eyes turned black with laughter, and she took a few steps back unsteadily.

"I don't want to eat with you, I don't want to talk to you, you let me go."

He Zhengxiao generously stretched out his fingers, "Yes." ”

Qiao Weihuan frowned, and when he turned around again, Uncle Zhong at the door was really gone. She looked at the man holding the cup again, didn't think about it, and left directly.

When he stepped out of the room, he heard a deep and mellow male voice behind him.

"Huanhuan, I let you go because you will come back sooner or later and apologize for your arbitrariness."

Qiao Weihuan paused and left quickly.

When I went downstairs and walked through the hotel lobby, I couldn't hold back the tumbling in my stomach, and I retched a few times while holding my stomach.

Before going back, passing by the breakfast shop, the hungry Qiao Weihuan bought fried dough sticks and soy milk by the way. However, when I got home, I took a bite of the fritters, and I was immediately disgusted. She put down the fritters and drank all the soy milk, and suddenly her face was pale, and she looked down at her lower abdomen.

Should...... No way.

This big drink hurt her muscles and bones, Qiao Weihuan recuperated at home for a few days and didn't go to the company - she was a little ostrich and didn't want to step out of the apartment.

Fang Shuyu came to report on work, and by the way, he brought a large bunch of bouquets, which made Qiao Weihuan's head hurt.

Qiao Weihuan never figured out the identity of the flower giver, and there was no information left in the bouquet, so the bouquet became a mystery.

learned from Fang Shuyu that she did something good that night after drinking, Qiao Weihuan calmly sealed: "Nonsense and going to the Sahara, you choose one." ”

Fang Shuyu: "......"

She took out a rectangular locket from her bag and offered it with respectful hands.

Qiao Weihuan looked at the box for a long time before taking it with a pale face, and the fingers holding the box tightened slightly.

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