Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

Suddenly he jumped into the air. Affected by the habitual force, Yang Xiang staggered and fell uncontrollably next to him.

"Bang -"

In a hurry, Yang Xiang grabbed the handrail of the stairs and half knelt on the ground. She was fine. On the contrary, the large vase next to her suffered.

The half man high vase hit the ground heavily, with a loud noise and fell apart.

The flowers and trees built in the vase were scattered on the ground. The water just changed in the morning splashed all over the ground and wet Jian Qing's shoes.

"Xiang'er." Yang Lin hurriedly ran over and reached for her. "Did you hurt her?"

Yang Xiang was a little frightened and shook his head, "it's all right."

Jane Qing raised her eyes and gave her a cold look. Then she went straight upstairs, regardless of Yang Xiang and his party.

The feeling of wet and muddy socks is very uncomfortable, which makes her a slight cleanliness addict even more unbearable.

Back in the room, Jianqing went directly to the wardrobe, opened the wardrobe door and gave a meal with her fingertips.

what does it taste like?

Jane Qing leaned close to the wardrobe and sniffed. Her clear eyes suddenly sank. She stretched out her hand and directly took out one of the clothes and leaned into her nose.

Gripping the fingertips of the clothes, Ge tightened, and a sarcastic sneer drowned in the corners of his lips.

Oh, it seems that there are mice in her room during her absence.

The smell of men's perfume is faint.

That's interesting.

Throwing down the clothes in her hand, Jane Qing turned and glanced at the room. Then she took out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket and lit it on the screen with her fingertips.

After a while, I saw many lines of different colors on the screen, white lines, red lines, green lines, blue lines and colorful lines crossing horizontally and vertically, which was dazzling.

"Didi didi -"

Suddenly, a slight sound came from the mobile phone, and Jane's eyes fell somewhere on the screen.

At the intersection of large red lines and blue lines, a small black spot is difficult to detect, but in front of her, these are simply teaching others how to do things.

Jane Qing took her cell phone and walked towards the bathroom. The closer she got to the bathroom, the louder the "didi" sound from her cell phone.

She walked in with her feet raised. Jane Qing lifted her eyes and scanned the bathroom.

Ge Di, his eyes fell on the top of the door frame, and his red lips aroused a bloodthirsty radian.

Gee, this mouse doesn't seem smart enough.

After pulling the stool, Jane Qing stepped on it, raised her hand and pulled it violently. The little thing covered on the door frame was pinched in the palm of her hand.

Tut, it seems that you have paid for it.

Global Limited Edition pinhole camera.

Fingertips playing with small black objects, Jane Qing gradually deepened the coldness between her eyes, and walked out of the bathroom slowly.

There was no hurry to find someone to settle the account at the first time. Jane Qing beat the drum with her mobile phone.

In her field, playing with these things, should she say that mouse is stupid? Or particularly stupid?

If she had just been suspicious, now the evidence was in front of her, even if she wanted to let him go.

Tap your fingertips and dial Kahn out.

"Kahn, find me four strong men, the strong one, and tell them that they have a big hammer."

Hearing this, Kahn on the other end of the phone was in a mess. Realizing that things were not simple, he quickly asked, "Jane, is something wrong? Where are you now?"

"It's not my accident, someone wants to bleed." Jane Qing hooked her lips. "You don't use it. I can handle it myself. Those people are in urgent need. I'll send you the address."

Strauss Kahn is a public figure. It's hard to deal with him.

Before he could say anything, the phone was hung up. Strauss Kahn was out of the mind to work and hurried to find someone for her.

Are those things that don't have eyes coming up to the old fox again?

Don't ask him why he doesn't worry, because history once told him that instead of worrying about the old fox, he should worry about the person to be cleaned up by her.

Although this is not his territory, it's easy to find a few people.

After talking to Strauss Kahn on the phone, Jane Qing doesn't intend to change her socks. After all, the things in this room are too dirty for her to wet her feet.

Put the things in her pocket and Jane walked out slowly.