Wang Ming silently recited Wu Man's name, used a marriage talisman, and went out.
After driving to the downstairs of Wu Man's company, he chose a coffee shop to sit in. Ten minutes later, Wu Man came out of the building.
Today she wore a beige satin dress, elegant and intellectual, with big waves swaying behind her, just like Wang Ming's excited heart at this time.
Wang Ming hurried out and followed her.
Wu Man was wearing a pair of five-centimeter high-heeled shoes today, and suddenly his ankle sprained, and his body fell to the side.
She only felt a pair of strong arms wrapping around her waist, and a magnetic and gentle man's voice sounded, "Manman, are you alright?"
Wu Man's heart was beating wildly, his blood speeded up, and he could clearly see that handsome face as sharp as a knife.
His eyes were as deep as a deep pool, sucking Wu Man's mind into it.
Wu Man did not push him away.
"Manman!" Zhao Miaomiao shouted, took a few steps forward, and pushed Wang Ming away vigorously.
Wu Man finally came back to his senses, covered his forehead and moaned softly.
Why did she feel that her head hurts, and her eyes unconsciously looked at Wang Ming behind Zhao Miao.
Zhao Miaomiao narrowed his eyes, grabbed Wang Ming's collar with his left hand, and dragged him all the way to the bathroom of the building.
"Zhao Miao! What are you doing! Let me go!" Wang Ming struggled desperately, but he couldn't escape no matter what.
Zhao Miaomiao put the sign behind the door that was being repaired to the door, and fixed his eyes on Wang Ming who was about to flee, and kicked him back hard.
The door was shut with a bang.
"Zhao Miao! What are you doing! I tell you that I will call the police!" Wang Ming said fiercely, poking his neck.
Zhao Miao unbuttoned the buttons one by one with her slender and white fingers, and took off the coat and put it on the sink.
Slowly took off the wrist watch and ring, and put them all aside.
Wang Ming looked at him without saying a word, feeling cold and timid.
Quickly took out his phone and opened the WeChat group.
Open your own red collection, find a bad luck charm and click to use it.
Zhao Miaomiao approached him step by step, raised his fist and hit Wang Ming in the face.
Wang Ming slammed into the wall with a bang, his face was full of surprise and hatred, "How dare you treat me like this! I'm going to kill you!"
"Let's see who killed who today." Zhao Miaomiao punched him again, leaving two lines of blood on Wang Ming's nose.
"Don't you like this face? Today I will beat you back to your original appearance."
After a few punches, Wang Ming couldn't see his original appearance, his face was red, swollen and bruised, and the corners of his mouth and nose were bleeding.
Wang Ming was so beaten that he had no power to resist.
"Stop hitting ouch"
Zhao Miaomiao shook his numbed fist and said with a grin, "If it wasn't for the crime of murder, I would beat you to death here today."
"Youtoo arrogant" Wang Ming picked up the phone again and swipe it a few times.
He used a Death Talisman, which he managed to snatch from Zhong Kui, and he would not use it easily, because it was the only one.
"Hahaha, Zhao Miao, you can't kill me, but I can kill you. When you die, no one will stop Manman and me. I'm going to sleep with her and let her be my woman forever!"
Wang Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and laughed maniacally.
"Well, it's an idiot's dream." She has always been curious about one thing, Wang Ming used so many spells to harm people, will there be backlash later?
The gods in the sky have immeasurable merits and virtues. Wang Ming used the spells issued by them to harm the world, greedy for wealth, luck, and women that did not belong to him.
Wouldn't their merit be diminished? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com