Jing Fang raised her chin recklessly, and looked at Wang Hui coldly.
Who does he think he is? Who does Jing Fang want to sleep with and does she need his approval?
Wang Hui limped away, and everyone dispersed. The lawyer bid farewell to Fang Wei. Before leaving, he looked at Jing Fang meaningfully, and gave Jing Fang a thumbs up with a smile.
"What does he mean? Is he calling me a shrew?" Fang Fei frowned and said unhappily when he looked away from her.
"I praise you for being courageous and not afraid of the black forces." Fang Wei smiled and whispered against her earlobe: "Actually, I really want to know what the black forces don't know what they will do."
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Miss Ben doesn't want to know!
The wounds all over the body are still on the brain, men really enjoy doing something!
"Hey, won't you accompany me home to treat the wound?" Fang Wei yelled aggrievedly at Jing Fang who was leaving.
"You are a surgeon and you are familiar with it. Do you still need me to deal with it?"
Jing Fang slipped away faster than a rabbit, waved her hand and retreated without looking back.
The province's study was quiet and warm, Qu Ping was buried in typing, and Kuan was flipping through financial magazines.
Kuan looked at his watch, it was already half past nine, and it could be over. He looked up at his little woman, she was busy and had no intention of calling it a day.
The two pairs of eyes are like crescent moons, and the curved corners of the mouth indicate that the plot in hand is very happy and happy. Under the white and slender swan neck is a thin sky blue nightdress, the beauty inside is faint. Two pairs of slender, white and tender legs are placed diagonally on the left side, and the jade feet are well maintained, slender and lovely.
The wide Adam's apple rolled, a little dry mouth.
"Honey, you can be sleepy now."
Unknowingly when, a wide iron arm had already stretched out, hugged Qu Ping from behind, her strong chest was pressed tightly against her quilt, completely encircling her in his arms.
"It's exciting, don't bother me. Ah Itchy!"
Qu Ping giggled, leaned back and fell directly on Kuan, who took the opportunity to bite her neck.
Just as the two were getting deeper and deeper, Kuan's phone rang. Kuan didn't want to pay attention to it, but the mobile phone kept making fun of it incomprehensibly, with no intention of stopping at all.
Qu Ping smiled and pushed Kuan to call, but Kuan stuck to Qu Ping and was reluctant to leave. After sawing for a while, Kuan stood up with a tigerish face.
In the future, the mobile phone must be turned off at critical times, otherwise it will really be damaged.
"Who?" The simple word contained full anger.
"Ah Kuan, it's me, cousin. I didn't bring it with me when I got home this afternoon. I just got home from the police station, so I called you early in time." My cousin yelled recklessly, and he could hear it even without the speakerphone on. See.
"Why did you go to the police station? What happened?" Wide brows frowned slightly.
"Nothing happened, I just went to the police station to record a statement.
You said it was miraculous, but this afternoon a few police cars drove up from the village and cleaned up the gang of vicious people in the back mountain.
It turned out that there was a casino there, and the funds in and out were hundreds of millions. No wonder there were black forces guarding it.
According to the police comrades, they received an anonymous phone call reporting that some people gathered here to gamble. When they arrived, those people were tied up in groups of three or four and couldn't move. All the money, chips, and tools were on the table.
The police took them all away like chickens, all in one pot. It's all on the news. They are now looking for the whistleblower.
What's more, according to the gamblers, the person who tied them up was a masked sweater who sounded like he was in his thirties, with a burly body and great kung fu. Alone, they subdued their litter of more than 20 people in three or five strokes. "
The cousin said a lot eloquently, with admiration in his tone.
"Yeah, with one against twenty, this guy is really formidable."
Kuan casually chimed in, and couldn't wait to hang up the phone, but his cousin nagged the two and didn't play.
"There is Zorro in today's society. I really want to meet him. It's a pity that he didn't show up when I came back from the transcript. He's covered up, but he doesn't leave his name for his good deeds." The cousin babbled.
On the other end of the phone, Kuan cocked his mouth and listened unrequitedly, Qu Ping covered her mouth and snickered.
"Since the matter has been settled, you don't have to go back to the village tomorrow." Finally hung up the phone.
As if he had been pardoned, the mobile phone was thrown and stuck to his wife again.
However, the interest that Qu Ping had just been provoked has been diluted by this incident, Zorro is all in her mind.
Why is it so similar to the scene described by Uncle Jin?
"Husband, do you think this Mr. Zorro is Uncle Jin's benefactor?"
"Uncle Jin's benefactor is almost eighty years old, how could it be him?" Kuan laughed.
"That's right! What a powerful man! I really want to see what he looks like?" Qu Ping was a bit nympho.
"Women, don't praise other men in front of your husband." Kuan patted her elastic buttocks lightly, it felt so good!
"Vinegar!" Qu Ping looked at her husband angrily: "Husband, how many can you fight against each other?"
"I never pursue quantity, I only pursue quality. I strive to be extremely vigorous every time and have endless aftertaste." Kuan glanced at Qu Ping viciously, and it was obvious that his enthusiasm had not faded at all.
Qu Ping swallowed, she nervously looked at the burning fire in her wide eyes, and subconsciously wanted to slip away.
Kuanyan grasped Qu Ping's jade feet quickly, and with a light pull, she slipped into Kuanqiang's arms.
"Don't, don't!" Qu Ping refused, and patted his shoulder coquettishly.
"Ouch!" Kuan growled in a muffled voice.
"Honey, what's wrong with you?" Qu Ping looked at Kuan suspiciously.
When did my powder fist become so lethal? He frowned, and felt a little pain, obviously his shoulder was injured.
So Qu Ping disregarded Kuan's resistance, and unbuttoned his shirt. A bruise on his left shoulder came into view kindly, very dazzling.
"I accidentally dropped it while installing a painting today. It has already been medicated, and it will be fine in two days." Kuan said a little embarrassed.
"Then you are still in high spirits, not afraid of dying from pain?" Qu Ping complained distressedly, and helped him pull up his collar.
"Some places hurt even more. If you don't toss it, you'll die." Kuan blinked, picked up Qu Ping, and strode towards the bedroom.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
The doorbell rings untimely.
Whose brain is not normal at this point to visit? Don't you know that now is a happy time for couples to cultivate together and make people crazy?
So uneducated! How unkind! How shameless!
Kuan wished he could punch through the anti-theft door and throw the scourge outside directly from the tall building, no matter who he was.
Of course, Jing Fang didn't care so much, she ignored Sheng Kuan's face as black as ink, and went straight in with a flick of her high heels, leaning upright on the sofa to breathe.
Kuan slammed the door angrily, winked at his wife, hinted with his lips that she was waiting for her on the bed, and then entered the bedroom without saying a word to Jing Fang.
"What does he mean? I ruined your good deeds? Dissatisfied with desires, angry with mistakes?" Jing Fang asked knowingly.
This is the first time Jing Fang has seen Kuan with a stinky face, ignoring her six relatives, and extremely disrespecting her.
A man is a professor during the day and a beast at night, this is true!
"He's very tired today, so he's a little irritable." Qu Ping explained awkwardly: "Is the matter at the police station settled?"
"Well, I slapped that scumbag Wang Hui so hard that my hand almost flashed." Jing Fang turned her wrist, as if something was happening.
"The heroine is amazing! Where's Dr. Fang? Why didn't you go to accompany him?"
"You stupid Qu Er, this kind of species likes to think with the lower body all the time, isn't it like a sheep going into a tiger's mouth when I accompany him at night? Stupid!" Jing Fang flicked Qu Ping's forehead with her middle finger,
"Sleep with my sister at night, let my sister teach you what is the inferiority of a man, and save your poor kidney by the way."
Qu Ping nodded frantically like a chicken pecking rice, and followed Jing Fang into the bathroom
Ten minutes later, there was a rapid slap on the guest room door, and the chattering in the room stopped.
"Knock what? Tonight your wife will be mine." Jing Fang's malicious voice came slowly.
"Boom!" A heavy fist hit the door.
"Hahahaha!" The unscrupulous laughter of the women came from the room.
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