Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

"Boss, I'm sure I'll live up to your expectations." Xue Fei nodded heavily.

"Go down quickly, don't let Wang Dong and them wait for a long time." Zhang Fan reached out and patted Xue Fei on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Goodbye, boss." After four words, Xue Fei turned and went downstairs.

"Husband, are you trying to cultivate Xue feipei into a confidant?" Wang Jie, who comes with Zhang Fan, looks at Xue Fei's back and asks Zhang Fan youyou.

"Yes, that's it."

Zhang Fan nodded. While he put his arm around Wang Jiexiang's shoulder, he got close to Wang Jie's ear and whispered, "jie'er, I have some new postures. Let's have a good performance tonight."

Without waiting for Wang Jie to speak, Zhang Fan took Wang Jie downstairs.

Out of the Jiubao tower, Zhang Fan and Wang Jie come to a dark alley.

"Husband, the new posture you mentioned is not just doing that in this alley." Looking around, Wang Jie asked in surprise.

"Of course not."

Zhang Fan shakes his head, turns, and his mouth rises. He draws a curve of evil spirits. He laughs and says, "jie'er, if you want to, I don't mind. It will be very exciting to do that in the alley."

"I don't want to."

To Zhang Fan to throw a big health ball, Wang Jiemu Lu asked in doubt: "husband, since it is not here to do that, then we come here to do what ah."

"You'll find out in a minute."

With a mysterious smile, Zhang Fan waved his hand to offer his ink wings. With the injection of Lingyuan, he took Wang Jie into the air. Wheezing, he reached a height of 1000 meters. He turned to look at Wang Jie, who was shocked, and said, "jie'er, now you know."

"Well, I know. I know." Wang Jiezhen's head is just like pounding garlic.

"Husband, you can fly this matter, unexpectedly did not tell me, this baby is not happy, will make mood, hum hum." Shocked, is endless joy, plain white catkin, seize Zhang Fan's waist soft meat, small twist, Wang Jie hummed.

"You didn't ask me." Zhang Fan shrugged.

"Even if I didn't ask you, you should have told me, hum." Wang Jie continued to hum.

Well

Wang Jie's hum made Zhang Fan's face black. He said seriously, "jie'er, do you know what your behavior is called?"

"What's it called?"

"Doggerel." Zhang Fan said word by word.

"I'll try to be reasonable. If you have the ability, you can bite me."

After Wang Jie giggled, her eyebrows rose and her face defied.

"Jieer, that's what you said." Zhang Fan's eyes flash a touch of narrow, he said with a smile.

"Yes, that's what I said." Wang Jie nodded.

"In that case, I will bite."

It landed on the roof of a 30 story building. With Zhang Fanshi's exhibition of the ancient art of undressing, Wang Jie became a lamb of red fruits.

"Husband, you..."

Zhang Fan's action is very fast, and Wang Jie can't react. When she reacts, it's already late. A gust of night wind blows, and her body is cold.

"Jieer, this is the new posture I'm talking about, Gaga, Gaga."

A burst of strange laughter rings, Zhang fan kisses on Wang Jie's red lips.

About five minutes.

A startling battle started.

Bursts of fighting sound, in the quiet roof, show a special loud, hanging in the sky above the moon, at this time, hiding behind the clouds, as if can not see such a terrible fight, can not hear such loud fighting.

The fierce battle lasted an hour and a half before the curtain came to an end.

"How are you, Jieer?"

Put on clothes for Wang Jie, and put on clothes for herself. Zhang Fan reached out and put Wang Jie in his arms. He asked with a smile.

"Hum."

Answer Zhang Fan is a cold hum, by the way, there is a full of resentment of the white eye.

"Hey, hey."

For this

Zhang Fan let out a laugh.

"Husband, will you accompany me tonight?"

Wang Jiezhen raises her head and looks forward to seeing Zhang Fan. She asks.

"This..."

Hearing Wang Jie's words, Zhang Fan fell into meditation. After a while, he nodded his head and said, "no problem."

"Honey, you are so kind."

Seeing Zhang Fan's promise, Wang Jie was overjoyed and couldn't help but smell Zhang Fan's face.

"Ah..."

While Zhang Fan smiles, he raises his hand and rubs Wang Jie's hair. Then he takes out the mobile phone in his pants pocket and dials Zhou Xiaolei.

As soon as the phone is connected, Zhou Xiaolei's cold voice comes from the mobile phone.

"Zhang Fan, when will you be back?"

"This Cough. "Zhang Fan coughed twice. Just as she was about to speak, Wang Jie took her mobile phone in the past. She said with a smile: "sister, Zhang Fan wants to stay overnight with me at night, so she won't go home. Elder sister, you should go to bed early."

“……”

Zhou Xiaolei, the president of Zhou University, sitting on the sofa in Ziwan villa, heard this sentence. When she brushed it, she turned dark and her eyes flashed with ice.

Thinking of her promise that Zhang Fan would accompany Wang Jie and Li Yuyuan twice a month, she took a deep breath and suppressed her anger. She spit out four words coldly and hung up the phone.

"I see."

Dudu

Hearing the beep, Wang Jie returned the mobile phone to Zhang Fan and said, "husband, the palace lady has agreed, let's go home."

"Well, good."

Zhang Fan nodded, and then he put his arm around Wang Jie's waist and flew toward Wang Jie's blue and white residential area.

The next morning.

Jinwu, which leaps out of the eastern horizon, rises slowly with time.

Soft, warm sunlight, through the window lattice, through the slit of the curtain, shines into the room, printed on the floor, on the pink quilt, on the face of a man and a woman under the quilt.

Well

Zhang Fan's eyelids moved, his eyes opened, just in line with the sun, squinting, turned to look at Wang Jie lying in his arms, eyes, in addition to doting, or doting.

I don't know if it's Zhang Fan's eyes or it's time to wake up naturally.

I see

Wang Jie's eyelashes moved and her eyes opened. When she saw Zhang Fan's face, she said with a smile: "husband, you are awake."

"Well, I wake up."

Zhang Fan nodded. He reached for Wang Jie's beautiful hair on her face to the back of his ear. He said in a soft voice, "what do you want for breakfast, Jieer? Noodles, or..."

"I'll have beef noodles with mushrooms."

Before Zhang Fan finished a word, Wang Jie's voice rang.

"Mushroom beef noodles, no problem, Jieer, you lie down for a while, I'll cook it, and you'll get up again."

This sentence falls, Zhang Fan lift quilt, get out of bed, dress, wash, after finishing together, out of the bedroom.

"Honey, I'll help you."

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