Lin Xian learned to be honest this time, what do you like, Yang Jing didn't explain too much, because the evidence provided to the police and the confessions of the employees of Joy City had nothing to do with Lin Xian.

As for how Yang Jing operated, Lin Xian didn't want to delve into it, so he led him out of the aphorism after he was released on bail.

However, according to the stipulated time limit, he cannot leave the estuary, and he must be summoned at any time until the suspicion is completely cleared. And there can be no illegal acts during this time period, otherwise the guarantor will bear legal responsibility and face a felony himself.

For now, it's a pretty good ending.

After all, living with that group of bastards, I can't resist the little ghosts.

So what's going on in the follow-up is still what this old lady says, Lin Xian tries her best to ensure that she doesn't mess with her.

Because the matter between Wang Xiaoshan and Jin Heyuan had just been resolved, Yang Jingming and Lin Xian getting too close would cause unnecessary trouble, so that apartment became his habitat.

According to Lin Xian's guess, this old lady is preparing a golden house to hide Jiaojiao.

After a simple wash, Yang Jing took him to buy two sets of clothes in a nearby shopping mall, and after eating, Lin Xian also generously asked him to do whatever he wanted.

I still have to do my homework at night, how addictive it is!

You can't resist this, otherwise your homework will not be handed in. Sure enough, in Yang Jing's fierce gaze, Lin Xian had to pretend to be aggrieved and said that there were not enough goods.

"Are you worried about that girl?" Yang Jing leaned on the head of the bed and drank red wine, this old lady really let herself go.

Lin Xian replied: "Jin He originally asked his secretary to pretend, you already know about this." ”

Yang Jing curled her lips with a look of disdain, "I saved your life, and you just spoke to me like that!" ”

Since I learned the truth, I was annoyed to see her, and I couldn't kill her, and I had to commit myself to the thief, is this old lady ready to return the original shame?

Grass! That's a lot of money!

Seeing that Lin Xian didn't speak, Yang Jing's eyes were smooth and she grabbed her little friend and was about to force him to work overtime.

"Sister...."

"Auntie!" Yang Jing said sharply

"Don't be like this, I'm prone to shadows in my heart, people are eager to scream small, you're so young, you must play with Spree, I.... Ouch.... Aunt Jing, you haven't washed it yet...."

Hearing this title, Yang Jing behaved even more crazy, Lin Xian knew that she had good teeth, and after a while, she was resurrected with full blood and rushed to a hard job without overtime pay.

Thirty wolves and forty tigers, the tiger eats people and doesn't spit out bones at all, how can the tiger allow the prey to ride on her head and be presumptuous, only to be pressed down and bitten.....

It lasted until more than two o'clock before the overtime ended, and Lin Xian was so sleepy that he fell asleep.

At noon the next day, I heard Yang Jing's voice answering the phone in a daze, and the shouting posture was simply a copy of Wang Xiaoshan, which made him not sleepy at all, so he went downstairs to take a simple shower.

After a while, Yang Jing also finished washing up and rushed to the hospital with him.

Lin Xian had a bad premonition in his heart.

It's still the senior ward, it seems that nothing has changed, with two more nurses to accompany them, and the sofa is back in place.

Wang Ying woke up and was staring at the ceiling in a daze.

When I heard someone coming in, my eyes gurgled, but my throat was cut and plugged, and I couldn't move much.

Seeing that it was Yang Jing, her eyes suddenly became sharp, and her mouth was whining, and when she saw Lin Xian's panicked look, she wanted to move, but her body was already paralyzed.

The nurses retreated, and Yang Jing turned her head and locked the door.

Now Wang Ying's expression was even richer, frowning and whining, as if the two of them always felt strange standing together.

Lin Xian sat on the sofa, feeling a little uncomfortable, looking behind him from time to time, and scratching his ears to make sure he was hearing. After thinking about it, he patted the back again, grabbed the leather behind him and dragged it hard for a while, and then looked puzzled.

At this time, Yang Jing lifted the quilt, Wang Ying's whimper became heavier, just a glance, and there was a creepy coldness in the mockery of laughter.

"Xiaoying, why is there one missing? Is that okay? ”

Wang Ying's face was blue with shame at first, and then he rolled his eyelids and glared at Lin Xian viciously, and said a lot, looking very excited and manic.

Lin Xian has a very good mentality, anyway, Lao Tzu can't translate, and scolding is also scolding yourself.

Yang Jing lifted the mink coat, revealing a white sweater, Wang Ying's eyes became puzzled, and then her eyes widened as the clothes were lifted, and her breathing became short.

Lin Xian didn't need to look at it at all to know what she was going to do.

He hurriedly looked around to see if there was a camera, but it was empty, he thought about it, after all, it was a private space, and the nurses also judged the situation through the detection of instruments.

At this time, Yang Jing's voice asked with a trembling voice: "Aren't you very excited to see your aunt's body before, what's the matter?" Tired of watching it, out of interest? ”

"Why don't you move! Let it move! She screamed and threw the quilt to the ground, her hand moving even more, "You see you are hot here, and here is too, and this scar, do you remember?" Aunt begged you bitterly, knelt down and kowtowed to you, so how did you treat your aunt! ”

"Covered in filthy words written by you, kneeling in front of you like a dog with a tail, learning to bark? Move, why don't you move! ”

The urine bag was filled with blood, and Wang Ying almost screamed heart-rending in her throat, but it was all in vain.

"Oh yes, what's going on with this, let me think, are candles fun? Is leather whipping fun? She took out the syringe and pulled out the liquid in the urine bag, tilted her head and grinned, and pushed the liquid through the nasogastric tube with a hideous face as Wang Ying's eyes widened and pleaded.

"it!" Lin Xian bounced up, and when he walked up, Wang Ying's expression was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten.

Such a simple and crude revenge made him shudder.

I wanted to say something, but I got stuck in my throat again, coughed a few times, ran into the bathroom and vomited for a while.

The yellow-red mixed liquid was overflowing down her nose and the corners of her mouth, and Wang Ying rolled her eyes and twitched all over her body.

Yang Jing didn't seem to be enjoying it yet, looking at that thing with a sad and aggrieved face, "What's the matter, tell my aunt, why can't you be young, look at your Uncle Lin, how good your body is, look!" “

Saying that, Wang Ying almost collapsed, but instinctively attracted her eyes to close tightly, only to see Yang Jing only retaining the last restraints, writhing her fat belly beside the bed.

This hot gesture even Lin Xian, who was constantly attacking the city, could still instinctively accept the call, he was so shamelessly tempted, he wanted to escape, thinking of this person's appearance of being so awesome and coaxing, the beastly things he had done and the way he treated Qin Ruyi and Jin Yiyao, Lin Xian would not even have the slightest sense of shame.

Just like hiding behind the sofa and giving Wang Xiaoshan a critical blow, he wants to completely crush the physical and mental defense of this bedbug.

He remembered the motorcycle rider in the rain yesterday, stepping deep and shallow in the mud, each step accompanied by a clattering sound, laboriously lifting his foot, and stepping into the bottomless quagmire again. It was very physically demanding to open and close so widely, and I had to stop there to rest after a while, but somehow, as if I was being watched by a rider next to me, I had to show the masculinity of cowhide coaxing, so I had to move forward in the quagmire.

The rider really looked at the motorcycle with a flat tire, a pair of frosty eggplants, no matter how much he pushed, he couldn't move forward half a step, and finally couldn't hold back as if he had been wronged, and cried loudly.