Female president's private killer

Today, Duan Tiandao had an evil fire in his heart.

You said Wang Qin had nothing to do with his girlfriend's father, even if he still pointed himself out to a fart girl. What's the idea in the little girl's heart?

Are there any normal people in the world?

If someone else gave Duan Tiandao the whole foam so beautiful that he couldn't find anything wrong from top to bottom, Duan Tiandao would be too happy to close his mouth, but if Wang Qin did it, his fragile heart would be too hurt.

Does this mean that Wang Qin wants to fill her position in Duan Tiandao's heart with another person?

Is this an apology or an escape?

Some things really can't be thought in detail. The more you think about them, the less you feel.

It's just that this is very kind. It's not appropriate to tell anyone. I can only digest it myself. But at this time, the people around me don't let themselves worry for a moment

For example, the little girl named Zeng qiongying was pondering her big news from beginning to end.

At last she made such an offer... It's a good way to divert attention.

The presidential suite will never lack entertainment equipment, such as dice clocks, such as playing cards. The beautiful reporter skillfully picked up two dice clocks and threw them to Duan Tiandao: "we shake the dice with this. Whoever has a large number of points will win."

Duan Tiandao shrugged: "you first."

Zeng qiongying was not modest. Her delicate little hand picked up the dice clock and crossed her head, swinging it regularly. The technique seemed to have some professional meaning. It was obvious that this was the type she was good at playing.

A moment later, when the cup was opened, the three dice were impressively 15 points, which was basically invincible for the maximum amount of only 18 points.

The pretty reporter's small face couldn't help but burst into a proud smile. As a reporter, if she can't do one or two unique skills, it's difficult to wander in the Jianghu. This is one of the unique skills she will do. As a reporter for so long, she doesn't know how many target characters she has poured down and how many big news she has dug out.

Any man who despises her will fall under her pomegranate skirt... Oh, no, it's under the dice clock!

"It's your turn." Zeng qiongying slightly tilted her pointed chin. In her cerebellar bag at this time, she had begun to wander about which question to ask first. There seemed to be a lot of secrets about this man.

She has a natural intuition. As long as she can dig out the man's secret, she's afraid it's a lot of explosive news!

For example, why does he have so many girlfriends, um, and whether these girlfriends know each other, um, and

Duan Tiandao didn't think so much. He just picked up the dice clock, put it down, and then opened the cup. The three dice were... 16 o'clock.

No more, no less, just a little older than Zeng qiongying.

The beautiful reporter's proud face suddenly turned black and stared at Duan Tiandao's dice clock.

This, this can win?

This is so unscientific!

Duan Tiandao shrugged and seriously reminded her, "I won."

Zeng qiongying took a long breath. It was just a small chance event. Well, it was accidental. It was no big deal. So she simply reached out and took off her glasses from her face: "one."

Duan Tiandao's proud face suddenly turned black and stared at Zeng qiongying's glasses.

This, this is one?

This is so unscientific!

Zeng qiongying shrugged and seriously reminded him, "I have fulfilled my bet. We can continue."

While talking, the beautiful reporter picked up the dice clock over her head with her delicate little hand and waved it solemnly. It can be seen that she is very serious now.

A moment later, when the cup was opened, the three dice were impressively 17 points. For the maximum amount of only 18 points, it was basically a win.

The beautiful reporter breathed a sigh. She has decided. The first question is

No first one.

No problem.

Because Duan Tiandao was so good that he shook 18 points, no more or less, only a little higher than Zeng qiongying.

The beauty reporter was a little shocked this time. She didn't come back until Duan Tiandao seriously reminded her. She bit her teeth and took off the left earring.

Suddenly I felt that the clothes on women were much more than they looked: "...."

"Do you mind if we change the dice clock?" Zeng qiongying said a question, but in fact, she changed the dice clock without anyone's consent: "I don't believe... There is such an evil door!"

Zeng qiongying is more serious this time. She can only know from the sweat on her smooth forehead. This time, she used at least Lushan shenglongba on the eighth floor!

She really lived up to her expectations. This time, she finally shook out 18 points of a grand slam!

It's not basic this time. There's only one left to win.

The beauty reporter finally couldn't help giggling: "I think you can abstain. It's not too big to shake or not..."

She didn't finish her words.

Because Duan Tiandao has picked up the dice clock, put it down, and then opened the cup. The three dice are also... 18 o'clock.

This time, the beautiful reporter was not stunned. She just screamed, "you cheated!"

Duan Tiandao looked at Zeng qiongying in surprise: "you just gave me this dice clock."

Zeng qiongying, who just gave him the die clock: "

"Since it's a draw..." Duan Tiandao shrugged: "that doesn't count. Do it again."

"What draw?" The beautiful reporter suddenly smiled and smiled happily: "where is a draw? Obviously you lost! "

"Why?" Duan Tiandao looked at Zeng qiongying's 18:00 in surprise, and then looked at his 18:00 in surprise. Yes, it was all born by a father and mother!

"I came out first at eighteen." The beautiful reporter proudly touched his smooth chin: "of course, the first one out is bigger than the last one!"

"What logic is this..."

"Even if twins are born at the same time, those who are born later should be honest and small..." Zeng qiongying snorted with disdain, as if she especially despised Duan Tiandao's IQ: "don't you understand such a simple truth?"

I think women are cheating on the king's Duan Tiandao: "

"Ah! I'm going to start asking questions! " The beautiful reporter took a breath happily: "you must answer honestly and can't hide it at all. It's against the spirit of the game!"

Duan Tiandao has always been a trustworthy gambler, so he had to nod his head.

"Be honest." Zeng qiongying narrowed her good-looking eyes and showed cunning eyes: "some time ago, there was a ghost murder in a community in nanchun. Someone recognized that the great hero who solved the robbery of nanchun exhibition hall was also on the scene. Is this haunted event related to you?"

Duan Tiandao was slightly stunned. They all said that the reporters did the work of agents

It's true!

Smell is so sharp!

Although he didn't want to admit it, the rules were the rules, so he had to nod his head: "yes, it really has something to do with me."

Zeng qiongying's excited little face was almost red and swollen, and she couldn't even speak neatly: "really, really, really has something to do with you! Did you plan this? Is this related to the robbers in the nanchun robbery? Are you the leader or the victim of this incident? "

Duan Tiandao seriously stretched out a finger: "winning once is a problem. Do you understand a question? "

Although the excited beauty reporter could not speak, he felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart... My God! I really dug a big treasure! On the man who sells mutton kebabs, it seems that any small thing is enough to make an exclusive interview page!

"Come on!" The beautiful reporter went all out to fight for the news!

However, it is a pity that Zeng qiongying may have just used the Lushan shenglongba on the eighth floor, so her later skills are not so strong. The specific manifestation is that she never won even once again.

Zeng qiongying, who felt that douda had the word "mold" written on her forehead: "...."

Now she has no earrings, no necklace, and even the fake nails she made on her hands, she broke them off without pain

The problem is, she lost again. If she doesn't want to take off her clothes, she can only break her real nails.

Today's luck is so bad... Do you want to continue another day?

Duan Tiandao didn't remind her that she won this time, but just took a faint breath: "your guess is quite accurate. Speaking of it, it really has something to do with the robbery of nanchun exhibition hall. The story is really complicated... Alas... It's a pity that you can't win me."

Zeng qiongying suddenly bit her teeth and stood up.

The beautiful reporter is wearing a gray ol suit today. At this time, the action is big, and a unique smell of uniform fabric comes to his face without reservation, which is intoxicating.

Zeng qiongying's small face was very ruddy, and her hands began to untie the buttons of her uniform. Every time her tall and straight body exerted a little force, the uniform automatically bounced a little on both sides, and the silk white shirt inside showed more.

Soon, the gray coat was thrown on the sofa.

Duan Tiandao suddenly couldn't help feeling that his throat was a little blocked and his blood was a little burnt... Well, it was very burnt!

Due to the reduction of the barrier of the uniform coat, the outline of the beautiful reporter's delicate body is clearer.

Although separated by the shirt, you can still see the arrogance of the shirt, like a budding stamen, and every small button on the shirt seems to collapse at any time because of breathing.

Different from the coarseness of the uniform coat, the greasiness of the silk shirt has a different flavor. It tries its best to fit the outline of the delicate body and show the beauty of the whole body curve without concealment, just like a beauty who wants to refuse to welcome and want to say goodbye

The most exciting thing is the look on her pretty face. The crimson pretty face, with a bit of faint shyness and a bit of faint teasing, evokes a man's strong desire for possession.

I have to admit that beautiful journalists do have extraordinary external conditions. The inherent charm of women can make men full of aspirations just by every move, every frown and smile.

What's more, when she wants to deliberately spread this charm

"All right." The beautiful reporter lowered her head slightly and sat down again on the sofa. It seems that in order to relieve her current mood, she cleared her throat: "I have fulfilled my promise."

Duan Tiandao also cleared his throat, but he couldn't stand it because his throat was blocked: "then, come again."

The beauty reporter hesitated for a moment: "well, but this time we won't shake the dice."

Duan Tiandao looked at the abrupt curve in front of him and was stunned: "that?"

"Let's play cards." The beautiful reporter threw the dice clock far away. It seemed that she wanted to throw it away with her bad luck all night: "play Soha! The one that allows filling! "

Duan Tiandao smiled. He didn't know how happy he was: "OK. Ten questions and ten clothes. "

Zeng qiongying, who didn't have ten clothes left on her: "...."