Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

"Well, don't worry. I can't do this well. What brother? "

Jiang Zhao hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator, hit the steering wheel fiercely, and turned around at one go. The tires scraped a sharp friction sound on the ground, grinding out black tire marks. He rushed to the other direction of the road almost without stepping on the brake

Jiang Zhao's car turned a big corner and changed lanes. The traffic at night was not congested except for the traffic lights, but the people's heart was blocked.

What flashed in her mind were all kinds of things with her. When the great beauty met again, he asked her about the blood stains on the sheets, and she denied it.

He knew that she was visited by military forces and did not work better than ordinary police. He also showed you some certificates.

You dare to say something sarcastic and say something about the king's law. I'm sorry. Those carts of people stamped their feet neatly. They thought something had happened.

Jiang Zhao entered the front desk and just looked at the monitoring. The front desk lady kept checking the records, and then reported one by one.

Until you report a name, "Anqian"

Jiang Zhao raised his head and looked at the receptionist. "Let me see the scanned copy of his ID card."

The receptionist moved the computer screen again and aimed at Jiang Zhao. As soon as she saw the ID card photo, "An'an."

His eyes were sharp and cold. He took the mouse in the front desk lady's hand, slid the roller up and down, saw the room number clearly, and said coldly to the front desk, "brush me a spare room card for this room."

How dare the receptionist not do it? I'm afraid something big will happen to the hotel.

Holding the room card in his hand, Jiang Zhao strode out of the front desk and passed Zhuo Hao. "I'll call you later. You're down there."

"OK."

one thousand three hundred and twenty-six

He silently recited the number in his heart and watched the elevator numbers change one by one. Jiang Zhao felt that every second was like a year. Almost all of his life was disrupted by the woman named Yun ye'er.

But he is willing to go on living like this, and he doesn't know what he insists on.

With a "Ding", the elevator door opened, looked at the number of the room section, pointed the way and lifted the step. The step was fast and big, and the carpet was very soft, but the sound of heavy steps could be heard.

Hold the room handle, put the hot room card in the sensing area, and the "drop" red light flashes and turns green.

Press the handle hard and push the door open.

The moment he pushed it away, he almost wanted to close the door again immediately.

The men and women on the sofa are kissing. The woman's shoulder strap has slipped half, revealing half of her white round chest. The woman's clothes have been pushed up by the man on her, revealing her graceful waist.

The man's hand and one are caressing the woman's white and tender leg.

Jiang Zhao was embarrassed. As soon as he wanted to go out, enyou climbed down from An'an, stood up and straightened his clothes. He looked embarrassed, "brother Zhao."

"Oh." Jiang Zhao answered and forgot the lines in the script, "where is Ye Er?"

Ann carried her back and began to take care of her clothes. Enyou nodded. "My sister-in-law just fell asleep in the car. I don't know where she lives. She didn't wake her up. She's inside."

Jiang Zhao doesn't know what he's feeling now. When he looks at enyou, he can't laugh. He turns and enters the bedroom. Ye Er's quilt is well covered, and his shoulders in clothes are exposed outside, intact.

She slept on her side as if she were sleeping soundly.