Game of the Controller: Wife Wins Husband

Jun Tieshi walked over and flicked out the wall lamp, and the room immediately fell into darkness.

He found a corner and stood there, and soon he became one with the night. His sense of presence was infinitely reduced, and even the sound of his breathing seemed to disappear along with it.

How could Xia Qing really sleep?

What kind of business Jun Qi wants to do requires going through a hail of bullets. He is suspected to have some degree of entanglement with the gangster organization Yamaguchi-gumi, and the final transaction location was actually chosen in the least noticeable temple. The person he was trading with

He is a murderous monk.

The information he had was too little, making it difficult for Xia Qing to speculate more. The only thing that was probably certain was that Junqi's business was definitely not legal and law-abiding.

Although she didn't really care about Jun Qi's affairs, her interest was aroused by Jun Tieshi's words.

If she could figure out what Jun Qi was up to and get hold of some favorable evidence, could she use this to make demands on Jun Qi and force him to give her a peaceful life?

It sounds very practical. Xia Qing smiled silently, thinking that she had got a good opportunity. If she could use it properly, she might be able to successfully get rid of Jun Qi's shackles.

Jun Qi's handle, just thinking about it, made her feel extremely comfortable. She urgently needed some capital for self-protection to resist Jun Qi's tyranny to the greatest extent.

The door rang softly, and the sound of footsteps was faintly heard.

Xia Qing immediately closed her eyes and breathed evenly, as if she had fallen into a light sleep.

Jun Tieshi left, and Jun Fei's breath was slowly approaching the bed. He didn't turn on the light, and just relied on his feeling to come to her side, lay down on her side, leaned forward, and hugged Xia Qing's waist tightly with his big hands.

"Sleeping?" He breathed heavily on her neck, feeling waves of burning heat.

Xia Qing remained motionless and did not answer, trying her best to resist the urge to kick him off the bed.

"You haven't eaten dinner, don't you feel hungry?" His big hand caressed her flat belly, stroking it slowly through a thin layer of clothing.

The abominable body reacted involuntarily, making a long and chaotic sound of "Gurgulu", and her stomach answered his question more honestly than she did.

Xia Qing's face suddenly turned half black. Although she couldn't see the strange color clearly in the dark, the feeling of embarrassment and anger immediately clung to her.

"Remember? We have a whole day of truce. Get up and have something to eat with me." He sat up and lifted her up with a big hand.

Under the bright moonlight shining through the window, her little face was tense, and she was staring at him angrily with an expression of resentment, "I won't eat." She was so full of anger that she was not in the mood to talk to him.

While they were in the same room enjoying the food as if nothing happened, she was worried that she would choke, or simply be malnourished and unable to digest the food she ate.

But he ignored her, picked her up and walked out directly.

As expected, Jun Tieshi was guarding the door. As soon as he saw the two of them, he immediately greeted them with a smile, "Young master and eldest lady, they are all ready. Please come this way."

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