Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Yan Zheng was stunned.

"Are you mistaken? Is she my sister? I watched her grow up in open crotch pants. Would I have evil thoughts about my sister? "

Yan Zheng's hands and feet hurt, and his face wrinkled into balsam pear. Swearing: "you are wicked."

Zhan hanjue's patience with Yan Zheng has reached the extreme. His face is covered with frost, his voice is low, and he is under pressure.

"By your mischief last night, it may not be the young master downstairs who had an accident today, but us."

When Yan Zheng heard about the dead man, he was so scared that he turned grey.

Zhan hanjue said angrily: "remember this sentence, if it is too eye-catching, you will die. Don't drink in the future. One by one, the wine is very bad. "

When it comes to bad wine, Yan Zheng quit“ What's wrong with my wine? "

Zhan hanjue stares at Yan Zheng: "if you use the hotel as a KTV and smelly shoes as a microphone, it's like a witch calling a ghost. Is this your wine? "

Yan Zheng

It is clear that he sings well and can charm a lot of fans. How come from Zhan hanjue's mouth, his uninhibited image becomes so unbearable?

"What's wrong with my wine?" Impatiens unconvinced asked.

"You can snore like a pig," said Zhan hanjue

"What about me?" Zheng Ling asked curiously.

Zhan hanjue looked at Zheng Ling, and his eyes were covered with a touch. He was helpless and spoiled, "you... You're OK."

My cabbage is in favor.

But soon he regretted it.

Because after Zheng Ling was relieved, he said, "next time I drink, I'd better find someone else to drink."

"Don't go out drinking." Zhan hanjue protested strongly.

The thought that she would be unrestrained when she was drunk made his brain jump.

"If you want to drink it, you can only drink it in front of me!"

Yan Zhengling said, "Oh." I don't know why he reacted so much.

Zhan hanjue suddenly stood up and told Yan Zheng Fengxian, "take good care of Zheng Ling. I'll go downstairs and have a look. "

Yan Zheng Fengxian answered, "go."

Zhan hanjue kisses Zheng Ling's forehead and says goodbye, "I'll be back soon."

"Well."

After kissing Zheng Ling goodbye, Zhan hanjue went to the door.

I don't know when the room downstairs has been crowded with people. In addition to the criminal investigation personnel and the forensic medicine, they are the tourists who eat melons.

The cramped door was full of people outside. Zhan had a phobia and stood outside looking at him from a distance.

At this time, the waiter of Huadu Hotel came up to him and smacked his lips and said, "it's a pity that a man of the most beautiful age has a terminal disease. If he says no, he will not. The medical examiner initially concluded that he died of illness, but his bodyguard said that his young master was killed by him. "

Zhan hanjue frowned, died of illness and homicide?

Some people plan to kill a terminally ill person, it must not be to kill him.

I don't know what he thought of. Zhan hanjue's face was slightly frozen.

This time, regardless of his phobia, he strode inside.