His Long Love
Chapter 511
"This man is an old rascal." Meng Qingge disdains to turn the lips, extremely disgusted looked at the manager, and retracted the cerebellar bag back to Ji Wanzhou's arms.
"Old rascal?" Ji Wanzhou is completely annoyed and looks at the manager dangerously.
The manager plopped, knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy in a loud voice, "Mr. Ji, I haven't done anything sorry for my wife, absolutely nothing."
Ji Wanzhou originally didn't want to let this person without any backbone dirty his hands, but Meng Qingge immediately vomited two words, "scum."
The manager trembled and his voice begged for mercy, and his fat face turned red.
Ji Wanzhou is too lazy to talk nonsense, "baby, if you say that, let him disappear completely. What do you think?"
"Good." Meng Qingge nodded his head cleverly, looking indignant.
Ji Wanzhou smiles, and he is not sure that Meng Qingge understood what he just said.
But it doesn't matter. She doesn't need to know about the fish any more.
Ji Wanzhou sends a message to Laohei and asks him to come and deal with the people inside.
Seeing that there was no hope to keep the position, the manager suddenly lost his sense. This is the source and support of all his face. Without this position, he would be nothing, and his former lover would also ride on his head and look down on him.
Thinking of this, the manager stood up and took advantage of Ji Wanzhou's back to himself, touched the empty wine bottle on the table, and waved it to the back of Ji Wanzhou.
"The bottle is coming down." Meng Qingge looks at the empty wine bottle behind Ji Wanzhou, but he can't organize his language well.
Ji Wanzhou quickly turned around and saw the manager rushing towards him with an empty bottle.
The gesture of the manager holding his hands above his head is too funny. For such a short two seconds of hesitation, he has no chance. Ji Wanzhou kicked the manager over. With Meng Qingge in one hand, he quickly felt out a mini pistol with the other hand, which pierced the manager's throat.
Meng Qingge gently sobbed, do not know is afraid, or drunk uncomfortable.
Ji Wanzhou holds her as if holding a soft kitten, without any effort.
He enjoys the feeling that Meng Qingge in his usual state doesn't stick to him so much most of the time.
"Wow, where are you taking me?" Meng Qingge soft words, eyes blurred but do not know what to look at.
"You'll find out in a minute. Don't worry." Season evening boat quietly coax the little wife in the arms, but the tyrannical idea in the bottom of my heart is not changed at all.
"Well, all right." Meng Qingge nodded and leaned his head on the chest of Ji Wanzhou comfortably.
"You are really a lot of peach blossom ah, when I am not here, you have always been so dissolute."
"Ji Wanzhou, your head is broken." Meng Qingge beat Ji Wanzhou's head hard, but it seems that he is addicted to knocking. He knocks his head again and again.
Ji Wanzhou bears his temper. This is the only one who dares to treat him like this in the world.
"Ji Wanzhou, do you think this is your best decision? Have you ever thought about how I feel?" Meng Qingge suddenly raised his head and seized the collar of Ji Wanzhou. He didn't know that his thinking leaped back to the memory of that period.
"Whatever you want, I can afford what you want, and what you can't satisfy." Ji Wanzhou's temper is stubborn. He really doesn't know why he would fight with a drunk.
It seems that something in the heart is in a faint attack.
"Ji Wanzhou, you should not pretend to be loyal to my mother." Meng Qingge felt that there was no reason for him, so he just cracked his mouth and looked for momentum.
"How can you believe me?" Season evening boat asked at will, put the little wife on the sofa.
"Tell me the name." Meng Qingge cunning blink, this matter from the day back, has been oppressed in his heart.
"What's the name?" Ji Wanzhou does not know what Meng Qingge refers to, but looking at his expression is not a good thing.
Meng Qingge suddenly got up, close to the ear of Ji Wanzhou, reached out to touch the ear of Ji Wanzhou and said: "of course, it was who I saw in Qiushan park that time."
"Want to know?" Ji Wanzhou also did not dodge, turned over and pressed people on the wall, and his lips crossed Meng Qingge's cheek if not, "then you should exchange something."
"Ji Wanzhou, you are shameless." Meng Qingge was hit by the wall of Ji Wanzhou. He was a little annoyed. He would kick the leg of jiwanzhou as soon as he lifted his leg.
But Ji Wanzhou grasped the snow-white leg with a quick eye and even stretched out his hand to play with it twice,
and wrapped his leg around his waist.
He chewed Meng Qingge's lips directly.
"Ji Wanzhou, you asshole," Meng Qingge shouts and scolds him.
But Ji Wanzhou can not help but look gloomy, he forced a top, Meng Qingge can not bear, shouting out loud.Ji Wanzhou dominates the people under her and does not give her the chance to resist. Meng Qingge grabs the bedspread hand tightly and pinches her fingers together.
"Say my name, say who I am." The season evening boat maliciously tosses the little wife.
"Season Well "Meng Qingge's broken words.
There are some expectations in Ji Wanzhou's heart, and there is a kind of rampant malice constantly expanding in my heart.
"Ji Wanzhou." Meng Qingge said this sentence, the body, body has been unable to support.
The white face is suffused with blush, the lips are delicate and bright red, and unconsciously open slightly, like inviting crime.
Meng Qingge also wanted to force out the name, but also early in the wave of attack under the drift, forgotten.
Meng Qingge's silence didn't bring any benefits, but Ji Wanzhou was more powerless and more arbitrary, which was in contrast to his usual tender attachment
"Ji Wanzhou, you hurt me." Meng Qingge can't help frowning. She is resistant to such a love affair. She doesn't want to leave such intimate memories.
At this time, Ji Wanzhou can be regarded as worthy to find a bit of reason, and the action is gentle.
Meng Qingge has passed out, sweat and tears on her small face mixed together, looking very pitiful.
Ji Wanzhou was very satisfied with the scene and didn't take his wife to wash. He wants his own taste to be completely integrated into the body and body of Meng Qingge.
Especially this time can have a child, can completely tie Meng Qingge's attention, for children's love, Meng Qingge is still very familiar.
He is a woman who can not be imagined by others.
"Old rascal?" Ji Wanzhou is completely annoyed and looks at the manager dangerously.
The manager plopped, knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy in a loud voice, "Mr. Ji, I haven't done anything sorry for my wife, absolutely nothing."
Ji Wanzhou originally didn't want to let this person without any backbone dirty his hands, but Meng Qingge immediately vomited two words, "scum."
The manager trembled and his voice begged for mercy, and his fat face turned red.
Ji Wanzhou is too lazy to talk nonsense, "baby, if you say that, let him disappear completely. What do you think?"
"Good." Meng Qingge nodded his head cleverly, looking indignant.
Ji Wanzhou smiles, and he is not sure that Meng Qingge understood what he just said.
But it doesn't matter. She doesn't need to know about the fish any more.
Ji Wanzhou sends a message to Laohei and asks him to come and deal with the people inside.
Seeing that there was no hope to keep the position, the manager suddenly lost his sense. This is the source and support of all his face. Without this position, he would be nothing, and his former lover would also ride on his head and look down on him.
Thinking of this, the manager stood up and took advantage of Ji Wanzhou's back to himself, touched the empty wine bottle on the table, and waved it to the back of Ji Wanzhou.
"The bottle is coming down." Meng Qingge looks at the empty wine bottle behind Ji Wanzhou, but he can't organize his language well.
Ji Wanzhou quickly turned around and saw the manager rushing towards him with an empty bottle.
The gesture of the manager holding his hands above his head is too funny. For such a short two seconds of hesitation, he has no chance. Ji Wanzhou kicked the manager over. With Meng Qingge in one hand, he quickly felt out a mini pistol with the other hand, which pierced the manager's throat.
Meng Qingge gently sobbed, do not know is afraid, or drunk uncomfortable.
Ji Wanzhou holds her as if holding a soft kitten, without any effort.
He enjoys the feeling that Meng Qingge in his usual state doesn't stick to him so much most of the time.
"Wow, where are you taking me?" Meng Qingge soft words, eyes blurred but do not know what to look at.
"You'll find out in a minute. Don't worry." Season evening boat quietly coax the little wife in the arms, but the tyrannical idea in the bottom of my heart is not changed at all.
"Well, all right." Meng Qingge nodded and leaned his head on the chest of Ji Wanzhou comfortably.
"You are really a lot of peach blossom ah, when I am not here, you have always been so dissolute."
"Ji Wanzhou, your head is broken." Meng Qingge beat Ji Wanzhou's head hard, but it seems that he is addicted to knocking. He knocks his head again and again.
Ji Wanzhou bears his temper. This is the only one who dares to treat him like this in the world.
"Ji Wanzhou, do you think this is your best decision? Have you ever thought about how I feel?" Meng Qingge suddenly raised his head and seized the collar of Ji Wanzhou. He didn't know that his thinking leaped back to the memory of that period.
"Whatever you want, I can afford what you want, and what you can't satisfy." Ji Wanzhou's temper is stubborn. He really doesn't know why he would fight with a drunk.
It seems that something in the heart is in a faint attack.
"Ji Wanzhou, you should not pretend to be loyal to my mother." Meng Qingge felt that there was no reason for him, so he just cracked his mouth and looked for momentum.
"How can you believe me?" Season evening boat asked at will, put the little wife on the sofa.
"Tell me the name." Meng Qingge cunning blink, this matter from the day back, has been oppressed in his heart.
"What's the name?" Ji Wanzhou does not know what Meng Qingge refers to, but looking at his expression is not a good thing.
Meng Qingge suddenly got up, close to the ear of Ji Wanzhou, reached out to touch the ear of Ji Wanzhou and said: "of course, it was who I saw in Qiushan park that time."
"Want to know?" Ji Wanzhou also did not dodge, turned over and pressed people on the wall, and his lips crossed Meng Qingge's cheek if not, "then you should exchange something."
"Ji Wanzhou, you are shameless." Meng Qingge was hit by the wall of Ji Wanzhou. He was a little annoyed. He would kick the leg of jiwanzhou as soon as he lifted his leg.
But Ji Wanzhou grasped the snow-white leg with a quick eye and even stretched out his hand to play with it twice,
and wrapped his leg around his waist.
He chewed Meng Qingge's lips directly.
"Ji Wanzhou, you asshole," Meng Qingge shouts and scolds him.
But Ji Wanzhou can not help but look gloomy, he forced a top, Meng Qingge can not bear, shouting out loud.Ji Wanzhou dominates the people under her and does not give her the chance to resist. Meng Qingge grabs the bedspread hand tightly and pinches her fingers together.
"Say my name, say who I am." The season evening boat maliciously tosses the little wife.
"Season Well "Meng Qingge's broken words.
There are some expectations in Ji Wanzhou's heart, and there is a kind of rampant malice constantly expanding in my heart.
"Ji Wanzhou." Meng Qingge said this sentence, the body, body has been unable to support.
The white face is suffused with blush, the lips are delicate and bright red, and unconsciously open slightly, like inviting crime.
Meng Qingge also wanted to force out the name, but also early in the wave of attack under the drift, forgotten.
Meng Qingge's silence didn't bring any benefits, but Ji Wanzhou was more powerless and more arbitrary, which was in contrast to his usual tender attachment
"Ji Wanzhou, you hurt me." Meng Qingge can't help frowning. She is resistant to such a love affair. She doesn't want to leave such intimate memories.
At this time, Ji Wanzhou can be regarded as worthy to find a bit of reason, and the action is gentle.
Meng Qingge has passed out, sweat and tears on her small face mixed together, looking very pitiful.
Ji Wanzhou was very satisfied with the scene and didn't take his wife to wash. He wants his own taste to be completely integrated into the body and body of Meng Qingge.
Especially this time can have a child, can completely tie Meng Qingge's attention, for children's love, Meng Qingge is still very familiar.
He is a woman who can not be imagined by others.
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