Little wild wife, sleep well!

Qin Yufeng had always been a teaser and never forced ripples.

At the moment, he seems to have completely changed a person, from a demon monarch to a strong emperor.

The big palm lifted the clothes, and the slender waist twisted and struggled unnaturally.

Qin Yufeng gripped ripple's wrists with one hand, and his free hand touched the large blue and purple staggered and blood spots on the ferocious scars.

It was like a fierce beast just out of the purgatory field. His eyes were as cold as blood: "who moved his hand?"

Who moved his hand?

Ripple also wants to know who moved his hand!

She suddenly took off her strength and leaned on Qin Yufeng's legs.

"Don't ask me anything. If you see it, help me with the medicine."

Not only was the injury under the clothes, but the cold pistol hurt Qin Yufeng's eyes.

He touched the gun, but he was held down by ripple's backhand.

Ripple pulls out his gun and withdraws the clip with one hand.

The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and ripples immediately turned over and sat up. This move pulled the pain in the waist again.

"Young master, young lady, what can I do for you?"

It's Uncle Wang, the housekeeper. When you hear the news, get up and have a look.

"Nothing." Ripples looked indifferent: "Uncle Wang, go to bed. We're going upstairs, too."

Uncle Wang nodded and said respectfully, "there's something, madam. Please call me."

Ripples nodded and kicked Qin Yufeng's feet at the same time.

Qin Yufeng, with his back to Uncle Wang, now has a murderous look, and his face is gloomy and terrible.

"Come on, go upstairs."

Ripples hinted at Qin Yufeng with her eyes. She still had a gun in her hand.

Although it's not surprising that the police carry guns, guns

After all, it's used to kill.

Qin Yufeng got up and the air flowed, as if he had brought up a evil spirit.

Ripple followed his steps upstairs, and just took a step, but he was directly picked up by the man in front of him.

"You..."

Just about to open his mouth, he changed the topic to Qin Yufeng's eyes: "hurry up, my waist hurts more."

Qin Yufeng went upstairs with ripples in his arms and went directly into his bedroom.

The eyes are full of black and white, dead, but powerful.

Ripples were turned over and placed face down on the big bed full of Qin Yufeng's breath.

The pleasant smell of plants and trees, like a soothing agent, alleviates the ripples and the depression in the brain at the moment.

Qin Yufeng opened a closet in the room and took out a gray box.

Ripple's side face is close to the sheet, and the tip of his nose is buried in the soft bedding.

After taking the box back, Qin Yufeng sat sideways beside ripple.

He opened the box and ripple looked up.

At a glance, she found several special anti-inflammatory drugs.

And they are all domestic goods.

Qin Yufeng took out a box of ointment from the medicine box and touched the cotton swab to lift the rippling hem.

I felt the cold touch on my waist, and the ripples whispered, "where's my gun."

Originally, he hid his hands behind him to avoid Uncle Wang. Just when Qin Yufeng held her, he unloaded it directly from her hands.

"The police gun is type 92, but this one is 92F." Qin Yufeng's hand moves gently, but his voice is like a scalpel, which is directly inserted into the ripple's heart. "When you go out, the criminal investigation team is not moving, but when you come back, they are all out."

His hands overlapped and padded his chin. Ripples listened to Qin Yufeng more like questioning.

Just waited for a long time, but I didn't hear Qin Yufeng say another word.

I felt him stop, ripple got up and stood face to face with him.