My excellent lecherous aunt

"What?"

Yue Zitong completely confused: "what white police officer's boyfriend?"

For the sake of Yue always being a hero, Sister Zhang calmed down her anger a little. She told Li Nanfang about her call to Bai linger once and for all. At last, she naturally complained about her.

After hearing this, general manager Yue blinked his big eyes, and his face was still dazed: "Bai ling'er, when did you become his girlfriend? For such a small matter, he actually used the relationship of Qingshan Municipal Bureau? "

"It's a small matter for you, Mr. Yue. But in the hearts of our sisters, we almost made a hole in the sky. That's it. Mr. Yue, don't look for us any more. "

Zhang Jie said, took out the purchase card and threw it directly into the window.

"Just a moment, please. Sister Zhang. "

Seeing that people turned around and left, Yue Zitong asked: "where's Li Nanfang?"

"Gone."

"Gone? Where have you been? Why didn't I see him on the way here? "

"They took a taxi back to Castle Peak all night."

With these words, Sister Zhang quickened her pace.

"He took a taxi back to Castle Peak all night?"

Yue Zitong murmured repeatedly, powerlessly leaning on the front of the car, realizing that he had messed up.

Originally, she wanted to play an old Fairy Dance and give Li Nanfang a little pain. Who asked him to kneel down for him in the morning? He was indifferent. If she didn't give him a little pain, it would be hard to calm his anger.

By the way, further deepening his bad impression in Min Rou's heart can be regarded as further alienating their relationship.

But who knows, after this guy was caught in the branch, he even pulled up the banner of Bai ling'er, which made Sister Zhang and others tremble. After respectfully seeing him off, he sent all his anger to her.

"Actually, I'm not just acting."

After the cool wind blowing in late autumn, Yue Zitong shivered, turned to open the door and got on the bus. After hesitating for a while, he began to call Li Nanfang.

"Are you back in castle peak?"

"Yes, in the car."

"I, I'm joking with you."

"I know. If you're serious, I won't answer your phone

"Then why do you go back all night?"

"It's easy."

Li Nanfang looked at the night scene of rapid retrogression outside the window and said in a flat tone: "it's better to go home and sleep in the detention room of the Branch Bureau."

"I won't let you sleep in the detention room."

Yue Zitong said, "come back - tonight, we will sleep together."

"I'd better not. I don't want to be scared out of it."

"I swear, I mean it this time!"

"When did you not mean it?"

Li Nanfang yawned and said, "I'm a little sleepy. Hang up first."

Yue Zitong thinks that after this incident tonight, the distance between her and Li Nanfang has further widened.

In fact, she did not know that this incident had no effect on the distance between them. It was still so far away - very close, separated by a door.

No matter how much she tossed, she couldn't open the door.

Li Nanfang is not angry.

I didn't get angry at all. I rushed back to Castle Peak at night, but I didn't want to play this kind of children's game with her.

He is very busy - the most urgent task now is to face up to the danger from Longcheng.

Before Xiaolong left, when he told him that it was better to stay away from someone, he deliberately revealed the word "dragon". The original intention was to tell him that it was the people in law who wanted to kill him, but Li Nanfang mistakenly thought that Longcheng used the highest active service in order to kill him.

This woman is too crazy. After the failure of the assassination of Li Nanfang, who knows what powerful means she will use next?

No matter what tricks she used, Li Nanfang was awe inspiring.

But the key is that we can't use our limited energy to deal with the danger at any time, can we?

It is a famous saying that danger must be nipped in the bud. Li Nanfang thinks it is very reasonable.

It represents the dangerous dragon city. When she sleeps at night, she will not sleep in the cradle. She will only sleep in a comfortable big bed, lying on her side, curling up in the room, with the light blue thin quilt on her upper body and the lower half of the quilt sandwiched between her slender white legs.

When many women sleep, they are used to holding something, holding something with their legs, so that she will have a sense of security.

When the clock at midnight is struck by the Big Ben on the second floor of the railway station, the tiny closed eyelashes of Longcheng like butterfly wings flutter and slowly open their eyes.

Up to now, scientists still can't explain what the sixth sense is, why it can make people feel something and open their eyes when they are asleep.

Through the soft yellow night light, Longcheng can see that the bedroom door is being pushed open little by little, like an invisible ghost coming in.

Longcheng's eyes and pupils suddenly shrank, and the fear like electricity spread all over every nerve endings, which made her subconsciously want to scream.

His mouth opened, but he couldn't call it out.

Fear, in the shortest time, paralyzed her scream neurons, let her watch a shadow, ghost like floated in from the door.

I can't see the ghost's appearance clearly. I'm black all over, including my head. I have no eyes, no nose and no mouth - that's because the ghost in black has a black silk on his head.

Black silk also has a faint smell of washing liquid. I'm familiar with it. It should be the black silk that was just washed by the long family after they came home in the evening and put on the toilet drying strip, but it was put on her head by the spoof man to frighten her.

The familiar aroma, like the dazzling sun, drove away the darkness that shrouded Longcheng, and made her come back to life quickly.

As long as it's not evil, it's human, there's nothing terrible about Longju, because there's a small browning pistol hidden under her pillow.

"Go to hell!"

When the pretender crept over, Longcheng suddenly screamed. When he turned over and sat up, he raised his hands flat. The muzzle of the gun was aimed at him, and his fingers pulled the trigger.

When the pistol hit the bullet and roared out of the chamber, her wrist suddenly hurt, and her fingers could not buckle down any more. The man in black grabbed her wrist before she shot.

"Ah --"

In Longcheng's surprise, as soon as she opened her mouth to yell, the familiar smell of washing liquid hit her again. This time, it was her small black knitted vest, which was put into her mouth in time.

The man in black threw his painful wrist a few times, and Browning's pistol fell to the ground and he kicked it into the corner.

Who is he?

Zhang Han, who is in charge of the peripheral security, why didn't they give an early warning?

In Longcheng's heart, she was frightened and began to struggle desperately, but her little strength was not worth mentioning compared with the man in black.

It was very easy for her to put her hands behind her back and hold her two wrists with one hand. When she lifted it up a little, her eyes turned black, but she couldn't make any sound.

Then, Longcheng felt that her back hair was forced down, and she could only raise her chin. That person, with her other black silk, tied her hands and hair together, forming an inverted triangle, which made her unable to struggle in her upper body except kicking her legs.

Longcheng realized what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, that person's finger a hook, untied the flesh color small cover in front of her chest, two snow mountains immediately vibrate.

The man tied her left ankle with her hood and tied it to the drawer handle of the bedside table, so that only her right leg could move, but she was hugged and lifted up.

In a rather humiliating posture, Longcheng knelt down on the bed with her two buttocks raised high. After the man slapped her on the left, he took off the last mask on her body.

In doing these things, people in black are always silent. The professional binding technique is astonishing, fast and efficient, which is more than 100 times better than those actors in the small island movies.

Bundling.

Longcheng thought of the word.

Influenced by the island's traditional culture, many simple adjectives, such as binding, whip, candle and so on, are endowed with vivid colors. When a man mentions them, his eyes will shine and his mouth will flow.

But Longcheng never dreamed that one day she would experience this kind of thing, and she could not even shout.

This is the real binding of Temo. It's better than the island friends. I don't know how many times.

Kneeling on the bed of Longcheng, the right leg was also held in the waist by the man, a burst of tearing pain, then came.

She is not a place for a long time, but now she has the pain only when she has tasted it. That's because there is no foreplay, is it not afraid that she will be worn out?

"Hum --"

When the nasal sound mixed with pain rings out, Longcheng, who is extremely humiliated and just wants to die, suddenly realizes something.

She has met two men, one is her husband Yue Qingke, the other is Li Nanfang.

If Li Nanfang is not so different, she doesn't know who is pushing her even if Longcheng is dried.

Now she knows.

Women are very sensitive to this kind of thing. Even if two men deliberately imitate each other's actions, she can detect the differences and then distinguish who and who. What's more, Li Nanfang is quite unique?

Li Nanfang, you bastard!

You dare to humiliate me in this way, I will kill you!

I must kill you!

Must, must - when Longcheng screamed in his heart to the 18th must, his whole body suddenly and violently shuddered.

It's not just a joke, but a scientific truth.

Strictly speaking, acid and pain are inseparable brothers, as long as excessive, people need to shout to dilute the pain, or unbearable shudder acid.

If you have to shout to keep all aspects of your body normal, but you can't shout out, what would it be like?

It's not much better than that the tummy is in urgent need of tuba and chrysanthemum door is blocked.

This is the real suffering.

Li Nanfang knew very well, otherwise he would not have punished her in this way.

This kind of punishment will only punish her nerves, but will not cause any harm to her body.

Tears have been splashing from the corner of Longcheng's eyes for a long time.

It's not the anger of being humiliated, it's the pain of being extremely sour without shouting.

She vowed that she would rather be beaten three days and three nights with a knife than suffer such a crime.

She wants to be in a coma, but she will be awakened immediately by the feeling of over electricity. Only when she is in a coma, her eyes begin to slow down, and there are signs of diffusion.

I don't know how long it took for Longcheng to recover from the unbearable pain.

She's still being held back, wet as if she had been fished out of the water.