The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

It seemed that the visitor came from the darkness in the dim moonlight, and he was still carrying the cold air of winter night, which made the people around him feel cold inexplicably.

What a terrible aura.

Feng Mou lightly swept the men present, and a strong sense of killing came to his face.

"She... So she..." the tall thin man seemed to finally remember who Gu Lingling was, and knelt down on the ground with a soft leg.

In fact, he doesn't know Gu Lingling, but he has seen her with this man several times. Because the man's aura is too strong, he will remember the girl next to him.

Just now, I didn't think of who she was. Now when I see this man, what else don't I understand?

They have contacted many people over the years, and the man in front of them is exactly what they can't provoke or provoke.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong." The tall thin man quickly knelt on the ground and put his hands on his head to beg for mercy.

Gu Lingling, "..."

"It's me," Yang Yunhai came to her and asked, "is it cold?"

Gu Lingling stared at the man and shook his head.

Yang Yunhai held her hand, "why is it so cold? It's not cold."

"Hey, I said, should you deal with these bastards first and then kiss me?" Liu Qing couldn't look down behind him and said, "it's cold outside, okay?"

After cleaning up, hurry home. She's hungry. Grandma Yao knows that she'll come tonight and will leave her delicious food.

"Do you know if it's cold?" Yang Yunhai said coldly.

Just now, this dead woman even hid aside to watch the excitement.

"Ah?" Liu Qing pointed at herself with her fingers in surprise, "are you sure you want me to do this heroic job?"

Unfortunately, after hearing his footsteps, she decisively left him such a good opportunity. As a result, the dead ice sculpture was so uninteresting.

Want her to do it? It's not impossible, but it's too cold.

She didn't want to stretch out her hand when it was cold.

"Who said you were a hero to save beauty?" Yang Yunhai said faintly, "it's just punishing evil."

"Don't worry, the people of Qin will appreciate you."

Poof... Liu Qing's old blood.

What is the use of her gratitude to the people of Qin? Just wanted to use this thing to seek some benefits and negotiate some conditions for herself, but the old fox blocked her way in a word.

What else can she say? What can you say?

Do it!

How to let this man see her value is not.

Poor, sad, who did she provoke?

I became a flower protector, and now I'm someone's thug!

"Comrade," Liu Miao naturally recognized Yang Yunhai, the man who taught Ma Chuang at the gate of the factory that day, "this... This is a misunderstanding."

Misunderstanding?

Gu Lingling rolled her eyes very unsightly.

"I'll leave the matter here to you." Yang Yunhai covered Gu Lingling's hand and helped her keep warm. "Let's go first."

"Hello..." Liu Qing protested.

However, the iceberg didn't leave her any eyes, and directly took Gu Lingling away.

"You..." it's death!

She finally got the chance, so she was delayed by these scum.

"This... Comrade, we... Will leave right away." The tall thin man said timidly.

"Let's go. The man has left. A little girl is afraid of a ball." Brother Zhang blushed and said.

I was scared by that man and almost knelt down just now.

Leaving a little girl, he didn't believe that four men and one woman couldn't kill a girl.

"Seek death." Liu Qing killed him with a knife eye.

If Gu Lingling was there, it would be some time. Maybe this is the true side of Liu Qing.