Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Luo Wenyu, too, broke up with her when she was hit. Without mercy.

How much she loves him. Why should Luo Wenyu be so cruel?

Scum men, all scum men! Every good thing in the world.

As for what Yang Cuihua said just now, go fishing for a golden turtle son-in-law. She didn't have the idea.

But no one paid attention to her, and the former circles of celebrities and the rich second generation pulled her black one after another.

Also, among the rich second generation in Haicheng, she is the only one who has been arrested by the police for killing her father.

She has a bad reputation in the rich circle of Haicheng, and no one is willing to pay attention to her.

No one, no one is willing to pay attention to her. She has nothing now.

Su Qing is sitting on a motorcycle. She is galloping on the road with her arms around the gangster's waist.

She thought she was desperate.

"Beauty. Here's the place you said. Pay the fare."

The little gangster with yellow hair wears tight pants and Doudou shoes. Once I tossed my hair, I thought I had a handsome pose.

But her eyes still stick to Su Qing's exposed skin, darling. This woman is so beautiful.

It's just that your face doesn't match your body. His face is sallow, his figure is not good, and his legs are long and straight.

But it doesn't matter. The light goes black when working. It's her body, not her face.

Huang Mao has a cigarette in his mouth. Looking at Su Qing, she thought, I don't know which cow dung will be cheaper in the end.

Su Qing looked at Huang Mao's greasy expression and felt sick in her heart.

Su Qing laughed sarcastically. She walked into yellow hair with charming eyes. The hand also slides slowly along the yellow hair's belt, and the eyes seduce and indulge.

"I don't have any money, but I have something else to give you." eyes seduced, Su Qing's action didn't stop.

Finally, Su Qing put her hand on the yellow belt and could loosen her pants as soon as she pulled it.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. The green flowers in the foot washing shop can't compare with you."

Huang maopei spits out the smoke in his mouth, pinches Su Qing's chin and kisses her directly.

Unfortunately, he didn't succeed. Su Qing looked away disgustingly: "I can have sex with you, but I can't kiss."

"Get on the bus!" Huang Mao excitedly rode a motorcycle and took Su Qing to open a house.

The woman in the back seat laughed wildly and hopelessly, like a fruit with intact appearance but rotten heart.

Su Qing lay in bed and looked at the yellow hair that kept stirring. She felt no pain or itch in her heart.

When she becomes like this, others can't feel better!

But even if she dies, she will take the man to bury her.

"Xia Liu, there's one thing I need your help."

After dialing the phone, Su Qing dressed and left the dimly lit hotel.

The yellow hair on the bed was sleeping without knowing anything. Naturally, he didn't know that his wallet had been taken away.

"Su Qing? Isn't this Miss Su? Oh, I forgot. You're a fake. Now you have to call Qiao Qing, don't you? What's the matter with you and Qiao Xin?"

Xia Liudiao's languid voice came, and he responded to Su Qing without scruples.

"Isn't it all on the Internet? I didn't call you to make you ridicule me. Find me some people on the road. It's necessary to be cruel. It's best to be that kind of outlaw."

Su Qing's eyes are vicious. She just thinks about it now and feels uncontrollably excited.