Reborn 1980: The rough man was driven crazy by the little crying bag again

Chapter 32 Look Ugly, Think Beautiful

"It's okay, it's okay." Ma Qiu raised his head and just met Chen Shanye's cold eyes, slandering: What did this man eat to grow up, he was as tall as a bamboo pole, he spent so much time making clothes.

The meal was too much to eat, so Lin Qiaoqiao helped Ma Qiu to walk back without even looking at Chen Shanye.

Looking at the backs of the two, that three-dimensional and handsome face was instantly tainted with gloom. It's okay to be inferior to her four brothers, but he was actually compared to a man who had just met for less than a week.

When Lin Qiaoqiao sent Ma Qiu back and turned back to look for Chen Shanye, she found that there was no one there.

She also wanted to ask what happened to Chen Shanye, if she couldn't find it, forget it, got on the bullock cart again, and went to the production team to find Su Wanxiang.

After searching around in the field but not finding it, Lin Qiaoqiao decided to go to the educated youth's yard and sit in the courtyard, waiting for the rabbit.

As soon as Lin Qiaoqiao sat in the yard, she heard a sound that was not suitable for children.

"Don't worry, I have the final say on your educated youth's affairs, as long as you take good care of me, everything is easy to talk about." A rough and hoarse voice sounded.

"Damn it, it's so absurd for people to accompany you in broad daylight, it's not good enough to serve you." The woman's panting voice was full of charm.

Lin Qiaoqiao took off her shoes, lifted her skirt, and tiptoed over the fence gate. She didn't go far, and hid in the dry toilet next to her, opening a gap in the toilet door.

Half an hour later, it was Su Wanxiang who came out first, looked around, no one was there, and after a while, the secretary of the commune with a big belly pulled up his trousers and came out.

After the man left for a while, Lin Qiaoqiao went over.

"You heard it all."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Lin Qiaoqiao pretended to be innocent, her eyes were straightforward without showing any timidity.

"Then how do you explain this?" Su Wanxiang spread out her palm, and it was a small piece of lace.

Lin Qiaoqiao lifted her skirt, there was a circle of lace decoration under the skirt, the material was exactly the same as the one in Su Wanxiang's hand, she said nonchalantly: "Yeah, I heard it all, don't worry, I won't talk too much of."

"What do you want me to do again?"

"Sleep with Wu Jinghui." If you don't give me any more sweetness, Wu Jinghui's fish will probably run away.

Lin Qiaoqiao's words were concise and to the point, after thinking for a while, she added: "The man should have a virginity complex, you should know how to do it, right?"

Su Wanxiang curled her lips in disdain: "All the men with me think they are my first man."

The corner of Lin Qiaoqiao's mouth twitched: "Wu Jinghui is different from other men..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Su Wanxiang interrupted: "What he wants is to fly on a branch and become a phoenix, and he wants to be pretty if he is ugly. Fortunately, my mother wasted so much energy on him before, so he is a poor man." .”

Lin Qiaoqiao nodded appreciatively. She and Su Wanxiang really hit it off. What she wanted was Wu Jinghui's life and future, and what Su Wanxiang wanted was Wu Jinghui's money.

"That man Wu Jinghui shouldn't be able to squeeze out much oil and water, I don't want to waste time on him."

Lin Qiaoqiao stood up, her red lips were seductive, slantingly raised, and she looked at her recklessly: "There is no oil and water, but there is bone marrow. This thing is always valuable. Doesn't it depend on your ability to squeeze out how much you can squeeze out? You Don't let me down."

When Lin Qiaoqiao walked to the door, she was suddenly stopped by Su Wanxiang.

"What kind of hatred do you have with Wu Jinghui? You want to mess with him like this?"

"Where is this? The good show hasn't started yet. Death is too cheap for him. I want him to live a life worse than death." Her words were vicious, but her eyes were black and white, pure and pure.

Su Wanxiang couldn't help shivering. She only felt a chill on her back, and her hairs stood on end. She couldn't help asking, "Are you going to kill donkeys in the future?"

"Of course not. Let's each take what we need." In her first life, Lin Qiaoqiao took a lot of things seriously. In her previous life, she would definitely despise Su Wanxiang for doing whatever she could to achieve her goals, even giving her own body.

But in this life, she just wanted to kill Wu Jinghui, at all costs, even if Su Wanxiang was in collusion.

Lin Qiaoqiao didn't go to the hospital, but went home directly. When she got home, the door was open.

Her pupils shrank suddenly. Could it be that man came to her door again last time?
She locked the door with a brass lock on the outside, and went to find the captain.

When Captain Wang Weidong heard the news, he didn't even bother to eat dinner. He found a few young and strong men from the militia battalion to arrest people with shovels and steel forks.

"After going in for a while, directly control the people." Wang Weidong handed a thick hemp rope to one of the militiamen.

Their production team is famous for its good law and order. Last time something so big happened that it almost killed someone. The county leaders even criticized him heavily.

"Old Zhao, as long as that person is caught this time, I will be responsible for your son's job as the accountant of the brigade. It just so happens that accountant Zhang Wang plans to go to the city with her daughter-in-law to take care of his grandson."

"Come on, look at it." Lao Zhao patted his chest and assured him that he was a veteran who had killed people on the battlefield, and he would definitely be no problem dealing with a local ruffian.

After Wang Weidong arranged everything, he kicked the door open.

Old Zhao took the lead, and a dozen militiamen swarmed up, pulling the rope, and entangled the men in the yard.

"Stop, stop, I made a mistake." Lin Qiaoqiao was the first to react, and hurriedly pushed away several militiamen.

"Lin Qiaoqiao, I didn't mean you, aren't you just wasting your time?" The captain's voice was full of anger, and it took time and effort, causing an oolong.

"I'm sorry, thank you for your hard work." Lin Qiaoqiao ran to the kitchen and took a few catties of pork bones and handed them to the team leader: "This is the soy sauce bone that I made before. Don't dislike it, the team leader will share it with you."

Cannibals have short mouths and soft hands, and a group of people didn't say anything, they came and left in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, I forgot about your moving in." Lin Qiaoqiao touched her nose in embarrassment, and said apologetically.

Chen Shanye was tall, half a head taller than Lin Qiaoqiao, and her eyes just fell on the man's chest.

He should have been taking a shower just now, he took off his jacket and vest, was shirtless, and his pants were quite intact.

The rough hemp rope is wrapped around the man's body. Under the hemp rope is the man's strong muscle lines. The broad back, thick back, and strong waist. When you look closely, the blood vessels under the muscles are bursting, and you can feel it faintly. to the man's wrath.

The roughness of the hemp rope and the bronze texture form a very stimulating visual contrast, with an aesthetic feeling of being abused, which is extremely bewitching.

Lin Qiaoqiao had never seen this posture before, she swallowed reflexively, the sound of swallowing the saliva was very obvious in the silent night, she lowered her head in embarrassment, not to mention not daring to look at Chen Shanye.

"Lin Qiaoqiao, when are you going to untie the rope for me?" The man's voice was low, holding back his anger. He sweated a lot on the construction site all day, and planned to wash it off before Lin Qiaoqiao came back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took off his vest, he was surrounded by a group of people. If he hadn't heard Lao Zhao's loud voice, he would have planned to kick people.

The hemp rope was tied skillfully, and he couldn't break it at all.

(End of this chapter)