Wangqing looked down, "Thank you for your suggestion." ”

"No thanks, I just don't want to ruin my business with the Wang family because of you."

Is she alive or dead, what is the matter with Guan Fan Wenting?

It's one thing to get a good night's sleep, it's another thing to get a good night's sleep.

How could Wangqing not know his intentions?

Van Winting clasped her neck, his eyes glaring across her face.

Like a poisonous snake, it slowly wrapped around her, not giving her a chance to live.

"The cheapest emotions in the world, one is impulsive, the other is love, and unfortunately, you account for both."

Wangqing looked at herself in the mirror opposite and slowly tightened her shirt.

Van Winting was only half right.

She has no love.

The next day, Wangqing asked for leave to see Xu Ziling.

Before I could go in, I heard the commotion of the men and women in the ward.

Where is it like a non-functioning man?

It's clear that the dragon is alive and well.

Wangqing knocked on the door and waited for the people inside to respond.

The door opened.

The woman with heavy makeup leaned against the door, and her tone was not good, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Wangqing raised her eyes and happened to see Xu Ziling lying on the hospital bed.

He didn't wear anything.

Wangqing hurriedly lowered her eyes.

"Yo, who's this?" Xu Ziling ate a grape and spit the skin on the ground wickedly.

Plop.

Wangqing knelt in front of his bed.

"I'm sorry, it's me who doesn't know how to lift, it's me who has no eyes, you can do whatever you want to me, don't hurt the family."

Xu Ziling stretched his legs, found the right angle, and kicked at Wangqing's shoulder.

It seems that I don't feel like it's enjoyable, and my strength is getting bigger and bigger.

Wangqing gritted her teeth and endured, silent and numb like a puppet.

Xu Ziling spit out another piece of grape skin.

In the middle of Wangqing's cheeks.

Wangqing didn't move.

"It's boring."

Before the words fell, a top-quality cigar was handed to Xu Ziling's eyes.

"Who upset my uncle?"

Van Wenting looked at Wangqing condescendingly.

The grape skins on her face could be seen almost at a glance.

His pupils constricted slightly.

"Wen Ting." Xu Ziling glanced at his nephew, like an uncle paralyzed in the arms of a beautiful woman, "You came just in time, she said that I can do anything to her, you help me think of a punishment." ”

"It's up to my uncle's preference."

"You're the smartest in our family, you help me think."

Wangqing listened with his eyes open.

She had a hunch that the relationship between Fan Wenting and Xu Ziling was not as good as she imagined.

Van Wenting said coldly, "Naturally, if your uncle lacks something, she will have to compensate you." ”

"Yes."

Xu Ziling sat upright, her legs slightly open, and raised her chin with a cigar.

The eyes glowed, like a wolf anchoring its prey.

"I don't lack money, I don't lack women, I don't lack a child, it's better for you to give me a child."

Wangqing's face turned white in an instant, and her thin lips stretched into a straight line.

"Xu Shao, this joke is not funny at all."

Xu Ziling instantly restrained his smile and crushed her neck with a cigarette butt.

Just one glance made Wangqing shudder.

The fear of that night struck again.

She looked at Van Winting as if pleading.

Subconscious expressions can't deceive.

Xu Ziling turned his head and licked his lips, "Nephew, do you think I'm joking?" ”

"If my uncle needs it, it's not a joke." ”

"It's my nephew who knows me best."

Xu Ziling smiled weirdly, grabbed the back of Wangqing's neck suddenly, and pulled her to him.

"I've changed my mind, I don't want to trap you in jail, I'm going to trap you next to me."

His thin lips were close to Wangqing's ears, and the breath he exhaled was tinged with a faint aroma of grapes, "Sleepy for a lifetime." ”

Wangqing looked at the unfazed Fanwenting and slowly closed her eyes.