Little wild wife, sleep well!

Zhong Yang didn't have his contact information. Just about to ask, Zhao Qian got up and said, "send it to me. I know who to give it to!"

To Ling Han, he must be able to track the car!

Qin Yufeng glanced at Zhao Qian lightly and got up: "call me if you have news."

"Where are you going?!"

Song Zheng got a kick from him and was very angry.

It can be seen that he moved and still stood up with a black face.

"You and Blackstone stay." Qin Yu walked out without turning back: "Baishi, you go with me."

Song Zheng's anger and blood burst out at the same time. He pressed Baishi and followed Qin Yufeng with two big steps: "I have to go!"

Qin Yufeng didn't say anything. He didn't even stop for half a second.

This kind of red fruit disregard makes song Zheng's teeth itch more and more!

Outside the hotel, Qin Yufeng got on the bus and song Zheng opened the co pilot's door.

When he bent down and sat down, the muscles in his lower abdomen were as dull as tears.

Qin Yufeng's foot... Was almost full of strength.

If song Zheng hadn't dodged sideways after a short moment of shock, this foot would be enough to hurt his internal organs!

Dull and painful, song Zheng just frowned slightly without too much reaction.

Qin Yufeng started the car and said coldly, "you can escape."

"Where did I expect you to turn your face when you say you turn your face?!" Song Zheng seized the opportunity to scold him, and couldn't stop his voice as soon as he opened: "you son of a bitch, your blood is cold! I'm your fucking comrade in arms! I've died together! Even if you don't like me, at least I'm sent by the National Security Bureau to help you?! if you don't talk about personal affairs, you have to talk about justice!"

"There are many things you can't think of." Qin Yufeng's cold eyes made waves: "as you said, I don't talk about personal affairs, regardless of justice, so one day, I may really kill you."

"Fart your mother!" If it weren't for his driving, song Zheng really wanted to rush up and slap him: "I'll talk angrily. Can I not know who you are?"

Qin Yufeng didn't explain either. His thin lips were cold and only spit out a statement.

"Yesterday, I killed my uncle."

Song Zheng's body stiffened, "Qin Yufeng, don't argue with me about this..."

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The space is closed, and the ripples can't distinguish time.

She sat alone in the claustrophobic air, her mind as silent as a deep mountain and blue pool.

A few years ago, when lianjingsheng was not as busy as now, he occasionally went fishing with ripple.

Father and daughter each have a small bench and hold a fishing rod. They can not say a word all day.

According to Lian Jingsheng, this is a special exercise.

So ripples like excitement and are not afraid of loneliness.

Even compared with the noise, she prefers the feeling of being alone.

Breathing and heartbeat follow the same frequency, ripples, eyes closed, like sleeping.

Suddenly, the footsteps disturbed the quiet air. The ripples were like waking up from a deep sleep. Lazily, he raised his hand and tied the black cloth to cover his eyes. He lost his hands behind him and wrapped the rope around his wrist.

Click, the iron lock outside the door is opened.

Creaking, the thick door panel was pushed open.

The air flows, sending a strong body odor into ripple's nose, and she smiles with her lips almost undetectable.

Here comes the monkey three.

Monkey three has a pockmarked face and a thief's light in his small mouse like eyes.

He is lecherous by nature, especially like young and beautiful women.

The ripple was like a colorless and tasteless ecstasy. At the first sight of her, he was fascinated.