My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

Gu Yu worked hard to keep a big eye.

In the field of vision.

A blur.

The feeling of losing control is very bad, very bad.

However, the willpower is still running out a little bit.

The mobile phone also fell to the ground and made a busy tone of "beep-beep-beep--".

Even if she is courageous enough to hold hands, enough to have a foresight, can start with a strong, but, after all, this body is still too weak.

Close the last second of your eyes.

Gu Yu only saw a pair of black military boots, and stopped at the front.

Vaguely heard the man's cold and lonely voice, above the head, familiarly sounded:

"Stupid woman, I have the ability to give an anesthetic needle to Laozi, so it is 260,000 yuan; now I don’t know how to be anesthetized? You said, are you stupid?"

Gu Yu tried to use the last trace of the remaining consciousness, thinking doubtfully, nonsense, when she was annoying to others.

In the bathroom, Yao Dazhuang heard the voice of Gu Yu’s body falling to the ground. Don’t be too excited.

Even if there is blood in the mouth and mouth, it can't stop him from immediately deceiving Gu Yu's evil thoughts.

Go! Go! Go!

The woman’s appearance was so beautiful.

Small mouth red and bright.

The little face is as white as snow.

The small waist is full of grip.

nice!

Bring your strength!

Oh, I can't bear to use a wire broom, and I broke her.

Yao Da Zhuang is not self-satisfied and has tried his best to climb out of the threshold.

Huh?

What about people?

He sang: "Little mussel! I know you are not far away! You are still lying and waiting for me -"

The voice of Yao Dazhuang was suddenly interrupted.

Then the screams filled the entire corridor, and the ceiling was broken.

“嗷——嗷——嗷!”

His hand was slammed by a black military boot.

The phalanx has a cracking sound of sputum and sputum.

The chin is shaking like a sieve, and it is lifted in horror.

I was seeing a strong man, holding Gu Yu’s soft body, looking down at him like a **** overlooking an ant.

Four eyes are opposite.

Yao Dazhuang was shocked by the man’s chilly cold field.

"You...who are you?" He tried to pull his hand.

As a result, the man snorted and ignored it, and the military boots were randomly rolled.

The pig-like roar screamed through the corridor again.

Yao Dazhuang’s hand was crushed by life.

"You still don't know who Lao Tzu is."

The palace is cool and authentic.

Sight, must be on the blood stains that Gu Yu’s palms are not washed.

Ying's eyebrows, slightly wrinkled, anger faint and rising.

Thin lips cold start: "The road adjutant."

"in!"

"The torture is clear. He used a dirty hand to touch the woman of Laozi. You know what to do."

"Yes!" The road adjutant stepped forward and hesitated for a second. "His hand has been scrapped."

Those who have been stepped on by the palace, are not ruined.

"Then abolish the whole arm."

"Yes!... If both hands have touched it?"

"Crap! Then scrap two!"

"Yes!"

The road adjutant was cold-faced and performed the task with one eye.

The steel-like arm directly dragged Yao Dazhuang into the women's bathroom without a camera.

Yao Dazhuang was scared to die: "Who are you, my dad is the police chief, and I only cover the sky in Qingcheng. You will not die so well... oh... oh..."

The snoring sound came from the women's bathroom.

The deputy of the road, Fa Li, landed and completed the task.

Dislike the authentic: "Idiot, don't say your dad is okay, said that you die faster."

Wire broom, a poke on his ass!

Yao Dazhuang hurts and faints.

[The third day today ~! 】

Fairy, are you cool? Where is the ticket?