Chapter 41: Jealousy (7)

Fang Huaian didn't worry about Song Yiqing, but he had already made plans.

If he can't find a witness, he can only look for a relationship......

He was principled, above board, and barely spoke to anyone.

The only one who can make him make an exception is Song Yiqing.

"Comrade Fang, it's time for you to visit the prison!"

The police outside reminded him that this was a women's detention room, and it was inconvenient for him to stay for a long time.

He still has a lot to say to Song Yiqing.

Looking at Song Yiqing's indifferent little face, presumably his worries were unnecessary.

"I'll come back to see you tomorrow!"

"Hmm."

Fang Huai'an received a cold reception and blamed all the faults on the little policeman.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to glare at him fiercely.

The little policeman shrunk his neck weakly, he admitted that Song Yiqing was very beautiful, but he definitely didn't have the intention of hooking up with him.

On the cruise ship, he had seen the methods of the two of them, and they were ruthless and resolute.

He couldn't afford to offend any of the two people in front of him.

It's all to blame on the captain for giving him this drudgery!

As soon as Fang Huai'an left, the little policeman put away the dishes and chopsticks in frustration: "Mrs. Fang, have you finished eating?" I put it away when I finished eating. ”

Song Yiqing looked at him a little funny, and his face was like seeing a ghost.

The sunny and cheerful big boy instantly turned into a melancholy little prince.

felt sorry that he had become cannon fodder for the two of them to quarrel, Song Yiqing didn't feel too embarrassed, and asked him to quickly pack up and leave.

Lu Xiaoman's eyes still fell on her, and her sharp gaze was extremely aggressive.

Song Yiqing could look at her several times when she looked up, and she didn't dodge.

The two looked at each other, lightning flashed and thundered, and sparks appeared.

"Are you really Fang Huai'an's wife?"

Song Yiqing was silent.

She didn't want to admit it, but it was true.

Lu Xiaoman crossed his hands on his hips: "What did I ask you, dumb?" ”

She acted with such vigor that no one dared to ignore her words.

"So what?"

The conversation between the two was full of gunsmoke, and the people around them automatically stepped back, giving up large chunks of space to the two of them.

Song Yiqing has fair skin and slender fingers, and she looks like a weak woman who can't pick her shoulders and can't resist her hands.

She and Fang Huai'an stood together, they matched in appearance, but they didn't match in strength at all.

Lu Xiaoman couldn't stop nodding and acquiesced in his judgment.

"You don't deserve to be in Huai'an."

She is a straight person and says whatever she thinks in her heart.

Song Yiqing snorted coldly, the woman in front of her would not be Fang Huai'an's admiration.

It's funny to say in front of her that she doesn't deserve Huai'an.

She doesn't know her, can she see it with her eyes alone?

"I don't deserve it, can you deserve it?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't like Fang Huai'an's cold-faced devil."

This nickname, Song Yiqing likes it.

He doesn't like to laugh, and often has a straight face, but it's not just a cold face!

"Then what are you doing so much?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Lu Xiaoman is 1.75 meters tall, standing in front of Song Yiqing, who is only 1.68 meters, half a head taller than her.

No one had ever dared to provoke her to her face.

She clasped her hands around her chest: "Why do you say that I am not worthy of him?" ”

"Just by your little body......"

Lu Xiaoman reached out to poke Song Yiqing's shoulder, and Song Yiqing dodged, making her hand fall into the air.

She exerted her strength, her inertia was great, and she leaned forward.

How dare she flash her!

Backhanded, she made a tiger claw shape with her palm and struck her throat.

The other party has shot!

Song Yiqing raised her hand to fight back, and an elbow hit blocked her attack.

Lu Xiaoman was surprised that she could dodge her own attack.

Without waiting for her to come back to her senses, Song Yiqing took the initiative to attack, swept her legs downward, and tripped her directly to the ground.

"Good guys!"

If there were really two hits, she underestimated the enemy.

Lu Xiaoman rolled over and got up, and Song Yiqing directly cut her back.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and caught her palm with her hand.

The two of you came and went, so that the people around them didn't dare to come out, and even forgot to call the police.

The women in the room didn't dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing such a wonderful duel.

The people around them fell silent for a moment and began to whisper about which of the two of them was more powerful.

"Do you think the tall one will win or the short one will win?"

"High, you see she's attacking all the time."

"No, no, no, I think the short one is powerful, and the tall one doesn't take advantage of it at all."

Someone couldn't hold back and secretly placed a bet in the back, betting on who would win.

The hearts of the spectators rose and fell one after another with the movements of the two of them.

Song Yiqing's palm is fierce, and he uses skill.

Lu Xiaoman specializes in strength, and his moves are ruthless.

After coming to this world, Song Yiqing has not yet met an opponent of equal strength.

Lu Xiaoman is the first!

The more she fought, the more excited she became, and the battle was stalemate, regardless of whether she was up or down.

There was a lot of movement in the detention cell, which alarmed the police outside.

The little policeman watched Song Yiqing and Lu Xiaoman fight, and slapped his thigh in a hurry.

These two little ancestors can't afford to offend!

"Don't fight, don't fight."

He wanted to step forward to stop him, but the two of them made moves fast and accurately, and it was easy to hurt innocents if they stepped forward.

Lu Xiaoman's forehead was slightly sweating, and the person who could reach a tie with himself should not be underestimated.

Thinking of the gains and losses she had suffered under Fang Huai'an, today, she was bound to defeat Song Yiqing.

couldn't bully Fang Huai'an, so he bullied and bullied his wife.

With the degree to which he attaches importance to his wife, he must be distressed by the training.

The thought in his mind flashed, and the movement of his hand was faster, reaching for Song Yiqing's clothes.

There was a tear, and her clothes were ripped open.

Unfortunately, the seats in the pockets of the coat were torn open.

There was a closing gift given to her by Fang Jinnian, a little frog.

When he left the police station, he told the little frog to protect her and let her keep it.

Song Yiqing was moved and carefully put it in her pocket.

Unexpectedly, she was self-defeating, her pocket was broken, and the little frog fell out and fell to the ground.

She didn't care so much, so she hurriedly picked it up.

Lu Xiaoman grabbed this gap and strangled her throat directly.

Song Yiqing closed her eyes, she lost.

The paper frog in the hand is intact, and it is worth losing.

Lu Xiaoman's eyes swept to the thing in her hand, a little puzzled.

If she hadn't been distracted by this, the winner would still be indistinguishable.

She was able to win this time, and she can only say that she was lucky.

The little policeman finally stopped when he saw that the people inside, and immediately opened the door and walked in.

He was followed by a man in an army green suit: "I said auntie, you can fight here." You're not crazy and don't want to take a vacation anymore. ”

Lu Xiaoman's momentum immediately weakened: "Itchy hands, learn from each other, how can it be considered a fight!" You say, don't you? ”

She winked at Song Yiqing and begged for help.

It's pretty cute.

Song Yiqing cherished her talent and helped her solve the siege: "It is indeed a competition." ”

The man breathed a sigh of relief......