Sister, just play

Chapter 83 The two in the same room were embarrassed for a while before driving back to the residence, while Zhu Ziqi ran all the way home and was still excited.

According to Zhou Weiqiang's ability, thirty or fifty people, if he goes all out, it is generally not a problem, but it will inevitably hurt people's lives, so of course it is not necessary, and now that he is seriously injured, it is suitable to do it.

For Ling Yue'er, with thirty or fifty people, the pressure will be greater, and it will not be difficult to kill half of them after fighting hard, and then get out of the whole body, but if you bring an injured person, it will be a different matter.

The two men weighed the pros and cons, and finally decided to let Zhu Ziqi feel sorry.

Ling Yue'er drove the car, left the Xiaoao Bar, and drove all the way back to the residence. Zhou Weiqiang sat in the passenger cab, thinking of what happened just now, he was really useless. He was beaten up, and finally thanked the two happily. This is really...

He sighed, looking out the car window, the green plants under the neon lights kept disappearing behind him, and the whistling wind outside the window echoed in his ears.

"Hey, Zhou Weiqiang, why do you have such an expression?" Ling Yue'er asked while driving, she was really too embarrassed just now.

He smiled, turned his head, and said, "Yue'er, I found out that you are really a genius at lying."

"You're not bad either. Those few words of praise to the chief are simply a stroke of genius."

As they spoke, they looked at each other and laughed wickedly.At this moment, Zhu Ziqi called again. He picked up the phone, swallowed his saliva, and had no choice but to answer it.

"Brother Qiang, I'm home. Are you here? How is that red-haired man just now, tell me."

The corner of Zhou Weiqiang's mouth twitched, he glanced at Ling Yue'er to make a plan, and said loudly on purpose, "Old Zhu, what are you talking about? Ah? Look for Yue'er, just wait."

Ling Yueer compared herself to herself, depressed for a long time, took the phone in embarrassment, and said, "Hi, Zhu Ziqi, I'm driving, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it another day." After saying that, she immediately hung up the phone, and the two immediately clapped their hands. , to express congratulations.

The black Lexus drove on the road for a while, then turned into the parking lot of the Fugui Community, the two cleaned up, and Ling Yueer helped him go upstairs.Zhou Weiqiang walked into the apartment, and the wound behind him was painful again. The dark night and the weak light made his spirit depressed a lot.

He could only obediently sit on the sofa, and Ling Yue'er also sat over and asked, "Hey, how do I check the task that the chief said?"

"You go to look up the information of that cult first tomorrow, the detailed information is good for us."

"How to check?"

"There are so many religious archives, libraries, and Internet methods, just check slowly."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I'm going to sleep." Zhou Weiqiang stretched his waist. This was the task assigned by the chief. The wound has been tossed and tossed several times in the past few days, otherwise according to his physique, he should have healed long ago.

Today, the chief left a bottle of medicine powder, which seems to be quite effective, because the wound has been hurting all the time, which means that it is healing quickly. After a few days of quietness, it is estimated that it will be able to move like a normal person. If you can rest for a while Months, then there will be no big problem in performing the task.

Ling Yue'er also curled her lips in dissatisfaction when she heard the chief's arrangement.

He smiled and said, "Why do I feel that you are very upset, do you want me to report to the chief."

"You dare, hum..." Ling Yue'er stretched out her hand to take a picture, but she held back, stood up, and went back to the bedroom by herself, to rest early, and to check the information tomorrow.

Zhou Weiqiang also whistled a few times excitedly when it was rare for her not to watch an idol drama.In the past few days, he has been tortured by the same ridiculous plots in idol dramas. Either the man is dead, or the woman is blind, or the man and woman are dying and they are still in love. What a hassle.

He sighed, tidied up the sofa, picked up the pillows and lay down on his stomach, Dongdong immediately ran up again, squatted on his buttocks, and within 3 minutes, one person and one dog fell asleep.

On weekdays, the apartment has almost become a battlefield for two people. Only in the middle of the night, there is a little tranquility, sleeping furniture and electrical appliances, only the clock on the wall is still running endlessly, and the sound of ticking is clear. distinguish.

He had nightmares all night. He dreamed that Director Wang was about to cut his hair with scissors. , along with the bottles and cans on the table were brought down, crackling like setting off firecrackers.

Ling Yue'er was awakened, and hurried out to turn on the light to see what happened, only to see Zhou Weiqiang lying on the ground moaning, the sofa was already messed up.It's over, I don't know if I got the wound again, she hurried over to help Zhou Weiqiang up, lifted his shirt off, and saw that the bandage was clean and there was no trace of blood, she was relieved .

Zhou Weiqiang woke up at this moment, looked at Ling Yue'er with hazy eyes, and said, "Why did you push me down?"

"Hey, you're insane, when did I push you?" Ling Yue'er yelled angrily, it's really a good man who has no reward, even if he helped him up, he would be wronged instead of thanking him.

He couldn't tell how he fell, and he felt drowsy. He turned around, lay down on the sofa again, and fell asleep.

Ling Yue'er shook her head, and was about to return to the bedroom, when he heard a slap, and fell off the sofa again, Ling Yue'er turned back to help him, Zhou Weiqiang woke up completely, and said, "Hey, it's been twice, What are you doing?"

"You really are..." She was speechless for a moment, pointing to his head, choking on her words, if it wasn't for the chief's request, she would have slapped him long ago.

"I'll sleep in the bedroom, you sleep on the sofa." Zhou Weiqiang finally expressed his true intentions, got up and walked to the bedroom, Ling Yue'er immediately stopped him, and shouted, "I don't want it, you are not allowed to go."

No matter what Zhou Weiqiang cared about her, he broke into her boudoir, let out a cry, and lay on the bed without moving.

"You rascal, get up for me."

A rogue is a rogue, he thought to himself, sleep first, but he hasn't hugged such a big bed for many days, wow, the girl's body fragrance is still there, he can't help but feel a wave, plunge into the quilt, and swim in the fragrance.

Ling Yue'er was so angry that she stomped her feet, and she refused to ask her to sleep on the sofa, but it seemed impossible to pull him up now.She cursed a few words, and had to lean against the head of the bed to rest for a while. As the night deepened, she became more sleepy. She shook a few times, and then lay down on the bed. Sleep soundly in the same bed.