The group pet is the real boss

Chapter 368 Licensing.

She was too tired, and Yan Nanarmed also knew that in one day, so many things happened and even killed someone. In fact, it was hard for him to imagine how such a well-behaved little woman could afford such a murderous intention. Now he Only then did I understand, she didn't finish what she said later.

To be the Ninth Master in New Haven, to be the master of two ways, to be ruthless, to be fearful everywhere, is to make herself stronger, so no one dares to point fingers at the man she chooses, and no one dares to covet her, because she will die a miserable death.

She said that she has a dark side, and this dark side has made Qi Jiuye and Yan Qingjiu, they are the same person, but in different worlds, how much courage do you have to dare to walk on this bloody thorny road? way.

Becoming a demon or becoming a Buddha is a road full of bones. This sentence is absolutely true.

Ji Linshu didn't fall asleep, he supported his head, held the cigarette between his slender fingers, and slowly exhaled smoke rings.

This wedding was all planned by the invitation, and even the wedding ring was bought by Lin Yi. Although it was a lively event, there was no warmth in his heart.

On this day, he completely lost Yan Qingjiu, and gave her an unforgettable gift, Su Su's life.

In the past, he knew that Yan Nanarmed would always protect her, so he always took chances. It wasn't until Su Su's people almost killed her that he realized how wrong such an idea was.

Later, she said that he protected her family, and that he was ashamed of the bottom line of being a man and a commander. Even when her father sent people to hunt her down in New York, he didn't take action, but only informed Yan Nanarmour.

He knew well that Yan Qingjiu didn't like him, and even if she liked him, she was only in debt, because she used him as a shield to deceive everyone and hide the man she really liked in her heart.

The ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and he continued to light the cigarette persistently. With a bang, the light in the living room was turned on, and the man squinted his eyes uncomfortably.

Liu Xutian walked towards him in sexy pajamas, "Linshu, today is our wedding night, why did you run downstairs?"

The man glanced at her, "So what, each takes what he wants, so why don't I still have sex with you?"

The woman gritted her teeth, her face embarrassed, "Okay, you smoke, it's best to smoke for one night, anyway, the woman in your heart is flirting with other men."

These words angered him, and Ji Linshu's eyes were bloodshot, staring at Liu Xutian in fear, "It's no good to anger me, get out!"

Liu Xutian looked at him with red eyes, "You are really clever. Not only did the former leader of the Black Tiger Gang join her, but also used Su as a gunman. The person sent to kill her, the bomb on her body, It's all fake, you are so good at counting, why did you fall to this point today."

There was a hint of coolness in the corner of Ji Linshu's mouth, "Don't worry about it."

"Okay, I'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow, you promised, don't break your promise."

The man suddenly thought of something and nodded, "Okay, dress nicely."

Liu Xutian was puzzled, but she didn't think clearly, she nodded dully, then turned and went upstairs.

The next day.

Yan Nanarmed got up early and put on his cute little clothes thickly. When it came time to draw eyebrows, Yan Qingjiu was still dozing off. The man said softly, "Qingqing, don't move, brother will draw your eyebrows for you."

She woke up a little, and sat upright, "Well, where are you going, I still want to sleep."

The man couldn't laugh or cry, "Certificate, you forgot?"

The little woman's beautiful eyes widened sharply, "That's right, husband, I don't need to use my brain at all when you are by my side. It feels so good."

"Then you sit down and make the picture more beautiful, otherwise you will complain about it and it won't look good."

She suddenly remembered that when she was 20 years old, she went back to China to find her brother, took a group of photos, brought them back to New Haven to read every day, and complained to him every day that the cameraman did not look good.

(End of this chapter)