Feng Mang

After less than five kilometers, there was a traffic jam ahead.

Wang Zhongding opened the player in the car and chose a piece of light music to ease the irritability.

The heating in the car was very large, and Han Dong wrapped himself like a silkworm puppet at first, without moving.

Now warming up, I began to drag the blanket unconsciously.

Despite the loud music, Wang Zhongding felt unusual movements.

When he listened carefully, the ringing stopped again.

Maybe it just rolled something in the car, or rolled something ... So thinking about it, Wang Zhongding didn't care and continued to focus on driving.

Light music changed a song, compared to the previous one, the rhythm is brighter and easier to stimulate the cerebral cortex.

Especially for Han Dong, who has been active all the time since he slept, it is a nerve stimulant.

Soon, Han Dong hummed with the rhythm.

When Wang Zhongding heard abnormal movements again, he turned off the music directly. As a result, Han Dong did not hum.

When Wang Zhongding turned on the music again, the strange sound appeared again, and the next song was still the same.

How can there be noise? Is there something wrong with the player? Just thinking, someone suddenly sang to the music.

Wang Zhongding's face turned green.

Because he heard the lyrics ...-what a light music! !! !! Which company's player can make such a loud noise?串 Stringed the lyrics of a song from Phoenix Legend to Richard.

In Clydeman's piano music, Nima closed the shot! Wang Zhongding kicked the brakes fiercely.

Before turning on the interior lights, a white Chanchan's arm stretched out from behind.

"Master, go to the Hewan district ..." Wang Zhongding turned her head stiffly on her neck and saw that Han Dong was not holding Renminbi in his hand, but the yellow charm left over from the practice last night.

With a glance at the rearview mirror with Yu Guang, there were unopened eyes on the suddenly appearing face.

If Wang Zhongding was not a materialist follower, this moment would have scared him away.

How could someone come out for no reason? Han Dong threw Huang Fu on Wang Zhongding's leg and went back to sleep.

Wang Zhongding turned on the interior lights and saw a person lying on the back of the car in an upright position, wearing only a pair of small pants.

Generally people who appear in this image are either fools or drink too much. Thinking that their car was parked in front of the hotel, Wang Zhongding guessed that the latter is more likely.

If you just throw it on the road, it will be frosted even if you don't freeze it.

So Wang Zhongding moved to the back seat and wanted to wake up Han Dong and ask the situation.

As a result, as soon as he raised his hand, he settled with the eyes that fell on Han Dong's legs.

Close range, high definition, multiple angles ... no difference! No surgery, no adjustments, no scars ... it's natural! Wang Zhongding hasn't been calmed by anything for a long time. It is impossible to imagine that a human data problem created to suppress subordinates will be cracked on this person! !! Han Dong seemed to want to show his good figure. He was uncomfortable when lying flat. He turned over again. A long leg was raised directly to the back because it could not be stretched. Stunning curve when open.

Wang Zhongding's excitement at this moment is no less than seeing a long-lost antique watch.

...... Because Han Dongnian's address Wang Zhongding knew and was not far away from his home, Wang Zhongding planned to send Han Dong home first, so he would search his personal information for future contact.

After the car stopped, Wang Zhongding tried to wake up Han Dong but was unsuccessful. He had no choice but to wrap him with a blanket and carried it directly out of the car.

As the elevator went up, Wang Zhongding's cell phone rang.

Han Dong was shocked by the sudden voice, and he struck Wang Zhongding fiercely. After half a dream, he picked up the rope and greeted Wang Zhongding's neck.

As soon as Wang Zhongding connected the phone, his neck was wrapped around the rope three times.

But Han Dong had no other actions. Wang Zhongding didn't care to continue talking on the phone only when he was drunk and nervous.

"Miss Wan has been sent home by me, you can rest assured.

"I ..." As a result, Wang Zhongding opened his mouth and did not know how to stimulate the man. He began to madly squeeze Wang Zhongding's neck.

It was not ambiguous at all, and Wang Zhongding's brain was blue and violent, and his face was purple.

"Is your wife and daughter urging you to the train station? Ah? Is it time to go to check the ticket? Want to go? There are no children!"

"What's wrong with you? Hello? President Wang? Why don't you say ..." Wang Zhongding, who had hung up his mobile phone and hadn't turned his face in front of people for many years, today made Han Dong swear.

"You **** stay with me honestly!" This loud roar forced Han Dong to wake up, but after he woke up, he was still drunk. JB dreamed of you again! Dead guy! "The elevator sounded, and Wang Zhongding put up his temper and sent Han Dong back to the room.

As a result, as soon as Han Dong was put on the bed, the goods caught Wang Zhongding's neck and climbed on him. His mouth caught Wang Zhongding's ear, and the thief smiled, "Actually, you didn't send me the rope to tie me? I tied you up? Yes? Yes? Hahahahaha ... "If Ye Chenglin listens to this, he will surely cry and runny, but it can be replaced by Wang Zhongding. Han Dong shot the head of Wang Zhongding again, "Did you talk about your heart? Ah? Is it? Hahahahaha ..." Wang Zhongding, "..." When Han Dong was in trouble, Wang Zhongding inadvertently Scanned Han Dong's photo hanging on the opposite wall.

Ordinary people decorating photos with photo frames are not artistic photos but also commemorative photos. Who would enlarge the ID photo by N times and hang it on the wall? Fortunately, it is in color. If it is in black and white, it is almost no different from the photo.

It seems that this product is not just a joke, but a mental problem.

Just when Wang Zhongding was hesitant, Han Dong provided an "iron proof" for his inference.

Han Dong suddenly burst into tears, crying and pulling out the rope.

Wang Zhongding watched as Han Dong looped the rope around himself.

Yes, he was crying heartbreakingly, as if he had been wronged by Heaven, but he had tied himself up with a rope while masochistic.

The more you cried, the more you cried.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be difficult for Wang Zhongding to imagine such a thing being done by himself.

Originally, I had planned to find Han Dong's certificate in the room for further understanding. Now it seems that I have to consider it carefully.

In addition, there are urgent matters at home, Wang Zhongding really has no time to spend with him, just want to evacuate this place as soon as possible.

As a result, the moment Wang Zhongding turned around, he was forced to take a big step back.

He even saw his "legacy".

... Before Wang Zhongding recovered from the shock, Han Dong had already got up from the bed.

Shake off the rope on his body, his eyes half open and half closed, his expression suddenly became very solemn.

This kind of solemnity is not deliberately disguised to scare people, but it exudes a godly charm from the bones.

Poor straight man Han Da, even when he is sad in such a situation, he still does not forget that he has broken the habit of drinking, and he must reposition himself.

And this technique must be concealed, if others are present, they will not break.

However, in the eyes of drunk Han Dong, Wang Zhongding was not human at all.

He didn't let Wang Zhongding go out, but turned his face to Wang Zhongding, and said in an indifferent and well-asserted tone, "You have finally come into shape!" Wang Zhongding's face was stiff like an iron plate.

Han Dong fumbled out of the yellow paper and pen and ink from the cabinet, and in front of Wang Zhongding accurately wrote the eight characters of his birthday, and then cut out the yellow paper with the two characters of his birthday like yesterday.

Each one was wrapped in copper coins, and we tossed to the north and the others to the south.

A dragon turtle was taken out of the cabinet and hung under the black and white photo of Wang Zhongding.

The so-called dragon tortoise is the dragon's head and the back of the king, which is specially used to dispel evil spirits.

After all the arrangements were made, Han Dong again stood in the middle of the room and meditated on the phrase.

"The front line of Qiankun, two forces of Yin and Yang, today is broken, nothing is possible ..." Finally, in the presence of Wang Zhongding himself, Han Dong bowed deeply to the "posthumous picture" and said respectfully: "Good way! "Wang Zhongding's face at this moment is especially like the black and white photo on the wall ... If Han Dong was wearing a robe and holding a duster, it would not be so difficult to accept.

The problem is that Han Dong is wearing only a pair of small pants and holding a seductive good figure, but he can't hit anything with eight poles! It's as if international supermodels are wearing bikinis to pesticide pesticides on fruit trees. It can be said that thriller and stupid flew together, and Leng Yan was totally stupid.