Chapter 12 Spray feces in your mouth, then wash your mouth well
In the evening, the sun is setting and the afterglow is warm.
Under the Mu building, there is a not very low-key Hummer parked, which sometimes attracts people's eyes to the car. But the man sitting in the car bowed his head and left quickly.
Yu Yan'an leaned on the car window with one hand, looking at Mu Shi with dark phoenix eyes, rubbing the steering wheel with his fingertips. Listening to the message from Bluetooth, his tone gradually deepened, "Even if you pry, you have to pry the words out of his mouth!" ”
He tightened his fingers in silence, his joints slightly white, and his eyes became more and more gloomy. Until he saw Song Zeyan walking into the Mu building, his eyes were slightly heavy, and he hung up the phone and stepped into the Mu family.
At this time, Mu Ci was taking the elevator down and ran into Song Zeyan. Liu Mei raised slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his lips, "Is the tea in the police station not delicious?" Or are you having a hard time and come to me to have fun? ”
"Hmph, Mu Ci, don't be complacent! I'm working at Lu's now, and my cousin just gave me a big project, and I heard that you are also fighting for SR's cooperation, so I came to tell you, don't cry if you lose! ”
Song Zeyan raised his chin, looking like a villain with no one in his eyes. But I don't know how ridiculous his face is in Mu Ci's eyes.
"Oh, now don't do this set of seeking reunion, but find parents?" Mu Ci sneered, thinking that the new official of the Lu clan had taken office with three fires, and he wanted to take the Mu clan under the knife.
Unexpectedly, he came to vent his anger to Song Zeyan, but he really didn't know whether to say that Lu Zizhan was affectionate. Or should I call him stupid?
Hearing this, Song Zeyan instantly became anxious, and roared at Mu Ci, "Mu Ci!" Don't be complacent, I'll definitely ......"
As soon as Song Zeyan's words fell, he was lifted by the collar, and Yu Yan'an's low voice sounded in his ear, "Where is the old giant baby, so good at getting in the way." ”
In front of Yu Yan'an, who was nearly 1.9 meters, Song Zeyan's height of 1.78 meters was forced by him to become short. Coupled with the fact that he was picked up and kept kicking his legs, it was funny and funny.
"Who are you, you put me down! Mu porcelain, you can endure it! actually raised a wild man outside......" Song Zeyan fluttered his body, looking fierce and vicious, as if he wanted to fight for life and death with the person in front of him.
As soon as his words fell, Yu Yan'an directly let go of his hand, and he sat on the ground without any defense. Sitting in the bucket, his pants were soaked in an instant, and he stared at Yu Yan'an angrily.
Yu Yan'an took a step forward, put his hand on Mu Ci's shoulder, and encircled the person into his arms. Only then did he graciously set his eyes on Song Zeyan, and said coldly: "It's you, cuckold my little porcelain?" ”
"Cuckold fart, she's not raising you a wild man out there! Mu porcelain, can you bear it, you said that I split my legs, but I was looking for a man outside, you are really good! "In a certain matter, Song Zeyan has a common problem with men.
That is, no matter whether she splits her legs or not, if her ex-girlfriend has someone close to hers, it is not hers, this is a damn common disease. It's really unbearable, and I want to wash his mouth well.
Mu Ci thought like this, and did so, kicked Song Zeyan who was sitting on the bucket, dragged him by the collar and threw it into the women's toilet. Pressing his head directly into the toilet, he sneered,
"If you spray feces in your mouth, then wash your mouth well! Sister, I don't have time every day to accompany you, a child, to talk about homely things. ”