Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

When Zhang Fan came out of qingri society, it was almost 12 o'clock at noon.

"It is said that in the heart of Japanese women, servility is hidden. To a certain extent, this servility will be revealed. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it."

When the scene happened in the training room for more than two hours before, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth rose and his face showed a smile as bright as the sun in the sky.

"This Chinese has nothing to do with it. Is it the president who lost?"

Two Japanese samurai standing outside the gate of qingri society are staring at Zhang Fan's back, and their bodies tremble when they think that it is the president who lost.

"Go in."

After two Japanese samurai looked at each other, they pushed the door and went in. When they got to the square, Baihui Hexiang, who had been kept by Zhang Fan for more than two hours, came out of the training room.

At this moment, Baihui Hexiang looks like this.

Her hair is messy, her clothes are not neat, her face is full of blush, her legs are unsteady and trembling. She looks like she was after that.

"She President, you How do you What's the matter? "

After seeing Baihui Hexiang's appearance, the two Japanese warriors were shocked. Their eyes were as big as brass bells, which were full of unthinkable light.

Well

After hearing the words of the two Japanese warriors, Baihui Hexiang noticed the two Japanese warriors. Her heart suddenly burst into her heart, and her eyes were flustered. After she took two breaths, she looked at the two Japanese warriors coldly and said:

"who asked you to come in? Get out of here. Besides, you'd better forget what you saw, otherwise..."

Speaking of this, a strong to the extreme breath, from the body of Baihui Hexiang.

This breath belongs to the ninth layer of Shu Mai Jing, or in other words, the breath of xiaren peak.

In this breath, the bodies of the two Japanese warriors bent down involuntarily and kept shaking. Their faces and eyes were filled with fear.

"If you dare to speak out, I'll blow you out of your wits."

After collecting the breath, Baihui Hexiang spits out such a sentence on his face.

"Yes, yes, certainly not. Certainly not."

The two Japanese samurai nodded repeatedly. When they looked up, Baihui Hexiang had disappeared. After a look at each other, they saw the light of shock in each other's eyes.

The next second

"Go..."

The two Japanese warriors turned and walked out, as fast as a frightened rabbit.

That's right.

Baihui Hexiang talks to two Japanese samurai in Japanese, not Chinese.

Zhang Fan, who has already taken a taxi and returned to Ziwan in the northern suburb, naturally does not know what happened here.

Even if I know, I won't care.

It's four - laugh it off.

When I returned to Ziwan, it was almost one o'clock.

"Uncle, you are back."

Li Lan is sweeping the floor. When she sees Zhang Fan who pushes the door in, she stops and says with a smile.

"Yes, I'm back, aunt LAN. Is there anything else to eat? I'm so hungry."

Zhang Fan changed his slippers while facing Li Landao.

"Uncle, didn't you have lunch outside?"

Li Lan looks at Zhang Fan in surprise.

"I didn't promise Xiaolei to come back immediately after finishing the work. So, aunt LAN, you know it." Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"Well, I'll cook you some noodles."

White Zhang Fan a glance, Li Lan put the broom and dustpan in the hands of the wall, she turned into the kitchen.

"Hard work, aunt LAN."

Yelling at Li Lan's back, Zhang Fan goes to the bathroom, after washing his hands and hands, he comes out and takes a few quick steps to the outside of the kitchen.

"Aunt LAN, are you ready? I'm starving to death."

"Uncle, I'll be ready soon. You'll be patient for a while."

Li Lan, who is cooking noodles, hears Zhang Fan's words. She turns her head and replies to Zhang Fan. Her hand moves faster.

Three minutes later.

A bowl of hot spareribs noodles is out of the oven.

"Good face, uncle."

With the fall of this sentence, Li Lan put the cooked spareribs noodles on the tray. Then, she took the tray out of the kitchen, and before she reached the table, Zhang Fan, who was too hungry, welcomed her.

"Uncle, hot."

Seeing Zhang Fan reaching for it, Li LANLIAN was busy.

"Aunt LAN, I'm not afraid of scalding."

After the six characters were left, Zhang Fan took the ribs away. While he sat down at the table, he ate the two ancient treasures, namely, the wind and the clouds, which were displayed by Zhang Fan.

Under the blessing of two ancient treasures, Zhang Fan's speed of eating noodles is amazing.

A bowl full of spareribs noodles, in less than three minutes, was eaten by Zhang Fan.by the way.

The soup was finished.

"It's good to feel full."

Leaning back, Zhang Fan's face overflowed with satisfaction, his eyes narrowed slightly, and burst out all kinds of happy light.

Oh

Li Lan, standing on one side, saw Zhang Fan like this. She covered her mouth with a smile and looked at Zhang Fan's eyes. It was kind, just like looking at her own son.

"Uncle, you really are. You are not afraid to choke when you eat so fast."

"Hehe"

in the face of Li Lan's accusations, Zhang Fan laughs and does not refute. Seeing Li Lan clean up the dishes and chopsticks and going to the kitchen, he quickly asks, "aunt LAN, why is Xiaolei not at home? Where has she gone?"

"Uncle, you say miss, she was called out by Miss long."

Hearing Zhang Fan's question, Li Lan replied with a smile. After that, she suddenly thought of something. She said in surprise, "uncle, how do you know that miss is not at home."

"Guess."

Naturally, Zhang Fan would not tell Li Lan that he swept the villa with his spiritual sense.

"All right."

For Zhang Fan said guess, Li Lan did not doubt that he had him, she nodded, and carried dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen.

Miss long?

Is this the crazy woman long Wenwen?

Thinking of long Wenwen, Zhang fan can't help but figure out what happened in the underground parking lot of bud building that day, and murmured: "long Wenwen, that woman, is a little crazy, but she is quite predictable.

I don't know which animal will be cheaper. "

Shaking his head, Zhang Fan threw these messy things out of the clouds. He stood up and walked towards the sofa.

There's nothing to do. Naturally, I'm going to watch TV.

Otherwise

A lot of things, how to pass.

Jingling

Zhang Fan just sat down on the sofa, put in the pocket of the mobile phone, the call ring rings.

Well

Zhang Fan was stunned when he heard the call ring. He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Zhuyeqing. His eyes were black and his eyes were bright. It was very fleeting.

"What's the matter?"

Press the answer button, Zhang Fan answer the phone, he cold spit out three words.

"Zhang Fan, can you come to Qingzhu villa tomorrow?"

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