Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

On the wedding night of Brigham and summer and winter, some people were happy and others were sad.

Bailiyun changed into tight clothes with a sense of surname and drove his fussy Lamborghini to the colorful nightclub.

On the huge stage, a group of beauties in exposed clothes performed erotic dances, but he turned a blind eye and poured hard liquor into his mouth like money.

"Handsome boy, how boring it is to be alone. I'll accompany you." A beautiful woman in a low cut, backless and leggy skirt rubbed against him.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, took the beauty to his lap, vaguely put his lips close to her ear, "OK."

The beauty stretched out her hands around his neck, and the powdered peak rubbed skillfully on his chest. Her voice was soft and biting, "handsome boy, let's go to the hotel."

He smiled wickedly, suddenly picked her up, walked out with a dart, threw her into the back seat of the car and got in himself.

"It's boring to go to the hotel. It's better to be here." Since falling in love with summer and winter, he hasn't messed with women for a long time. Since she doesn't want him, why should he keep his body for her.

"Well, people have never tried that kind of thing in such a valuable car."

The woman climbed up his body like a spirit snake

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He suddenly pushed her away, lifted his pants and said coldly, "get out!"

The woman got up angrily. "Are you crazy? Psycho! "

"Get out now!" Bailiyun opened the door, grabbed her arm and threw her out.

The woman was so angry that she thought she caught a golden turtle son-in-law. Unexpectedly, she met a neuropathy. Obviously, she had a reaction and suddenly stopped, shit!

She swears at Lamborghini for a long time. Finally, she doesn't breathe. She picks up an empty can from the roadside and hurls it at the car.

The window was closed tightly, and the sound insulation effect was very good. Bailiyun leaned back on the seat impatiently, and didn't notice her retaliatory little moves at all.

"Shit -" he must be crazy. Why is he full of that damn woman's face at the critical moment! He can't take that vulgar woman as her at all!

He hit the seat with an angry and angry punch.

Under the cold moonlight, two figures stood on the roof one before and one after.

The night wind blew, and the long hair of the figure behind drifted in the wind. She didn't care at all, and her eyes stared coldly at the front.

"Click" the sound of opening a can of beer.

The rosefinch walked quickly and hardly saw how she moved. She had stood in front of Beitang deep and said coldly, "you're hurt and can't drink."

"Get out of the way." There was no expression on Beitang shenlengjun's face.

She sneered, "beitangshen, don't forget that you promised me that you would recover from your injury in three days and can't do anything stupid."

He said in a deep voice, "your condition does not include not drinking."

"You are cheating! Are you still a man! " The rosefinch is angry. She is a good killer. She follows a big man every day like a nanny, so as not to hurt herself!

His eyes suddenly shrunk and pierced into her skin like the tip of a needle. He suddenly extended his long arm and grabbed her slim waist. "You might as well try it yourself to see if I'm a man!"

"Let go, don't force me to do it!" She grabbed his wrist. If she hadn't seen him hurt, she would have thrown him out over her shoulder!

With a cold hum, he threw away the can in his left hand and stretched his left hand to her waist again, "don't you want to do it, what are you waiting for

She wanted to burst foul language, and Lengyan's cheek twitched, "what's this, trying to force me to do it? I won't let you succeed! "

She snorted coldly. Her body suddenly turned rapidly, like a top. She was about to turn out of her encirclement. Beitang's deep and fierce eyes flashed and her long legs swept, and even attacked her waist. If it had been in the past, the rosefinch would have turned back and swept back, but the object was the injured Beitang Shen, and knew that he deliberately angered himself, It was to force herself to fight him that she wouldn't act foolishly.

She retreated step by step, and he approached step by step. In fact, she had unknowingly passed several moves. She frowned. If she went on like this, it would be endless.

The rosefinch suddenly paused, and Beitang's deep and fierce fist hit her chest. He didn't expect that she would suddenly stop moving and wanted to withdraw her move. It was too late. He suddenly deviated his fist by three centimeters, wiping her left shoulder and sliding over.

Even so, his heavy blow still hit her left shoulder with seven points, and she almost heard the sound of arm fracture.

Her face was cold and said faintly, "go back and don't let uncle banzang worry."

The rosefinch turned and left. Her left arm shook uncontrollably. It was really broken.

Beitang's deep eyes tightened. He stepped forward and grabbed her right arm. "Don't move, your arm is broken."

She looked back at him with calm eyes, as if she didn't know the pain at all. "You're hurt so badly. It's okay. What's my little injury?"

He choked at her words, remained silent for two seconds and said coldly, "you are a woman. How can you compare with me?"

"I'm a killer. Killers are male and female." She suddenly bent her lips and smiled.

In the moonlight, there was a light smile on that cold and gorgeous face. The red lips of sex / feeling were as charming as roses. Even the voice sounded warm, "Beitang deep, don't be so capricious. Go back."

He was stunned. Shuer had a black line on his face and said, "are you teaching me a lesson?"

She smiled and raised her eyebrows. "You are my boss. How dare I teach you a lesson? I just say what I think of you."

She was so outspoken that the veins on Beitang's deep forehead jumped violently, and he almost couldn't help being angry again. However, when he saw her left arm hanging on her side, his anger was forced down again, and he said coldly, "go back."

She raised her eyebrows and followed him without saying a word.

Back at the villa, the first thing beitangshen did was to call Miyamoto banzo and deal with her fractured left arm. During this period, he received a call from Japan. He went out to answer the call. After the call, he was about to push the door in and heard Miyamoto banzo's voice, "little bird, what's the matter with your injury? Shouldn't it be a deep call?"

Ah, ah Shen can really do such a thing!

"I made it myself." The cool voice of rosefinch.

"But there are still traces of redness and swelling on your arm, which is clearly the trace left by your fist." Miyamoto banzo's voice is full of discontent. Is xiaoque questioning his specialty?