Chapter 8: Messing with the King of Yama
Cheng Qing got drunk out of the heavenly bar, and walked to the intersection fifty meters in front, the excitement in his body could no longer hold on, holding the broken glass he was looking for, he raised his hand and slashed towards the outside of his thigh, the pain made his consciousness a little clearer, and he saw a car coming in front of him and stopping on the side of the road not far away.
I opened the door as a taxi without thinking about it, and got in, with a sentence: "Go to the nearest hospital, ...... quickly"
King Yama, who was in the car with his eyes closed, opened a pair of eagle eyes like sharp swords, looked at the strange and irregular creatures that had invaded his private territory, his cold thin lips, and spit out two words in disgust, "Go down!" "The tone is as cold as it came from hell.
Gong Cibai, the assistant and driver in the driver's seat in front, was simply speechless and complained, will his monthly bonus be deducted just because he stopped the car for a while this time?
And the most important thing is that his boss's Rolls-Royce will actually be treated as a roadside cost general taxi, no, he can laugh at this stalk for a day.
Although it was a drunk cat who climbed the car.
"Go to the hospital, don't get out of the car, don't make noise...... ...... obediently" Cheng Qingshen's eyes were closed, her body was paralyzed into a puddle of water, her hands and feet were twisting unconsciously, her breathing was slightly short, and she only had a trace of sober consciousness.
Jun Wuwei's autocratic and domineering has become a habit, and someone dares to refute his words, and with a seductive tone, his cold face is like the king of Hades, and when he touched Cheng's heavy and ruthless posture, he slashed down on his thigh, thinking that he was drugged, but somehow, his expression moved slightly, and his tone was not slow, not hurried, not frustrated, and he opened his mouth, "It's dirty, go to the ...... hospital first."
Cheng Qingshen heard the sound as clean and mellow as the guqin, as if he was fascinated by poison, using his hands and feet at the same time, between the lightning and flint, Cheng Qingshen, who acted like the wind, quickly climbed on Jun Wuwei's body, and writhed uncontrollably.
The palace porcelain in front of him trembled and glanced at the drunken cat who suddenly jumped into the arms of the boss from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but give her a few waxes in his heart.
He seems to remember the last time he was close to the boss, but he kicked and broke a few ribs and was sent to Africa.
"Get down...... Jun Wuwei snorted with a calm face, if he might have been a little merciful and rational in the last second, now his dark realm is fully open, prohibiting any creature from invading his realm.
Damn it, it's actually this woman, who touched it so inadvertently, the second gentleman of his family, who had been sleeping for decades, actually woke up miraculously on a drunk cat today.
Gong Cibai looked at the boss who changed the style of painting, and tried to open his eyes wide, this is definitely a thriller! This is a snow-capped snow-capped mountain that falls into the rhythm of a volcano.
The baffle was also raised by Jun Wuwei under the slander of the palace porcelain white.
Cheng Qing's dissatisfied mouth pursed, his expression was cute and stubborn, "Don't get out, I want to ......" hug.
Jun Wuwei raised his eyebrows playfully, his black iceberg face became a little vivid, his eyes stared at the restless woman on his body, and his black lips hooked and smiled: "Woman, this is what you said." ”
Cheng Qingshen touched the face of the king of Yama with his hand, found the source of the quacking sound, and covered it with his hand, and got a satisfactory result, Cheng Qingshen was like a child with sugar, and said with a very cute smile: "The big doll that can talk is too noisy." ”
The arrogant monarch's face darkened more than one degree, and the shadow area was simply incalculable, viciously grabbing the hand blocking his mouth, turning passive into active, and the new round of dominance was naturally up to him.