I’m Just This ‘Sue’

Song Quanzhi and Jin Mao were just teenagers. After such a day of fun and fright, their physical strength and energy have reached their limits. At this time, the big bed belonging to Hangzhou, which was set aside, was extremely tempting for the two.

"Are you sleepy?" Jin Yan asked in a low voice.

Song Xunzhi nodded and pulled his leg toward the bed.

Jin Yan grabbed his arm with a hand: "Are you crazy? Bian Yan will be angry."

Instead, Song Quanzhi's eyes flashed with excitement, and his mouth said, "What does it matter? He only said that we can't have dinner, but didn't say we can't sleep. Are you tired?"

Jin Zheng hesitated a bit: "... then, take a bath first, or it will get dirty."

Song Xunzhi nodded: "You're right." After that, he got into the bathroom in the bedroom first. This bathroom is very wide. Song Xun looked up and down, could not help but grabbed the towels on the side ... Is this used by the side?

"What are you doing? There's something new in it." Jin Yan suddenly stopped him.

Song Xunzhi frowned, throwing away the towel, and took over the new towel handed over by Jin Mao. Young people take a bath quickly. Song Xunzhi quickly washed clean and rushed out, wrapped in a bath towel, but he paid special attention to it and did not bring water out ...

He dared to sleep on the bed next to him, but he didn't want to stain his room.

Song Xunzhi walked to the bed carefully and lay down carefully. When he lay up, Song Xunzhi suddenly had the illusion of embracing a man. He couldn't help but hold the quilt in his arms tightly, and buried his entire face in the pillow. When Jin Yan came out of the bath, he saw this scene.

"Song punished you, are you going to die?" Jin Yan rushed forward and pulled his shoulder.

Song Jianzhi leaned on the pillow and gave him a lazy look: "I sleep ..."

"What do you bury your face in?"

After Song Quanzhi listened, he turned around and buried the pillow again, and whispered, "I want to smell the smell on the side ..."

"Where's the smell on Bian Yan?" Jin Yan said, without knowing what he thought, his face suddenly turned red. "You, you go to sleep, I'll go and go to the sofa."

Song Quanzhi gave a slap, and then buried his head even harder. When he seemed to be choking, he raised his head and changed to lying on his back.

At that moment, Song Xunzhi quickly crossed an idea in his mind-it would be nice if the side owl was also on the side.

Song Quanzhi was startled by his own thoughts, and his face turned red inadvertently. Are you crazy? Song Quanzhi held the quilt tighter, and then forced himself to close his eyes and fall asleep.

The night is hazy ...

The breathing in the room gradually lightened.

The two never had such a sleep.

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In the living room, Hang Qing pushed away the tea and cake in front of her face coldly, and the maid tremblingly said, "Sir, the house has been packed."

"Um." Hang Qing got up and went up.

The maids breathed a sigh of relief, and this look fell into the eyes of the other men. They couldn't help smirking secretly, and it turned out that they had never seen the world before, and they were scared to see the host but showed a cold face. Don't you be scared to death when you see your master get angry?

Hang Qing frowned and went upstairs.

He didn't expect to make such a stupid decision. Even if they were detained, they should be kept in a small black house. Why did they keep them in their bedrooms? They went in, where should they rest? Some words have been sent on, and now Hang Qing cannot turn to open the door ...

Hang Qing could only let the maid clean up another room temporarily.

In the villa, he was most satisfied with that bedroom, and now it is a pity to think about it.

Especially when Hang Qing entered the new house, after taking a shower, he suddenly remembered that his pajamas and bathrobes were in that bedroom, and Hang Qing felt that the two people Song Songzhi and Jin Yan were really under-smoked. Hang Qing wrapped a towel around her waist and went to sleep.

Tossing this day made him tired too.

Although the side 姽 also usually trains, this body is not strong because the body stays in the villa all year round, and the side 姽 sleeps very badly, and his temper is not good.

Hang Qing lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep.

The next day, as usual, he woke up early, and Hang Qing rubbed his sore temples, and secretly saw a psychiatrist on the agenda. Although he didn't need it, the frontier needed it too much, and when some mental illness was too serious, it already affected his physiology and needed to take medicine.

Hang Qing has never been a taboo person, not to mention that even if it was spread, the person who ruined his reputation was a frontier.

Thinking of this, Hang Qing felt more comfortable.

He lifted the quilt and got up. On the floor was the clothes that he changed yesterday. Of course, he couldn't put on his body again. You know, in the amusement park yesterday, so many people crowded around, feeling sweaty all over ... It would be terrible to wear it again.

So Hang Qing walked out around the towel.

A maid was doing the cleaning outside. Suddenly when Hang Qing came out, she looked up in a panic, and when she saw what Hang Qing was dressing, the maid fell panicked.

Hang Qing is well-formed. Although he is less than one meter eight, he wins with his legs long and wrapped in a towel around his waist. It is full of a sense of youth. No one who sees him looks like this He will feel that he is about thirty.

"Are they awake?" Hang Qing asked the maid.

The maid stammered, "No, I don't know."

Hang Qing glanced at the trembling trembling body of the maid, and did not expect to ask anything from the maid's mouth. He ordered: "Let the kitchen prepare breakfast." After speaking, he immediately walked out of his bedroom door.

The door was tightly closed. Oh yes, why did he forget? He was locked when he left yesterday.

Hang Qing unlocked the door and pushed in.

The man on the bed seemed to be shocked. He sat up all of a sudden, but he was still holding the quilt in his arms, and there was a clear drowsiness on his face. The people on the sofa also sat up, and the drowsiness on their faces became stronger, and their eyes were still a little bit open.

Hang Qing frowned slightly.

Song Quanzhi slept in his bed last night?

But then think about these two children have no other choice, it is not surprising to sleep in his bed. It was just that Jin Mao was not as bold as Song Quanzhi, so he slept on the sofa aside.

"It's time to start," Hang Qing said coldly.

The two hit the spirits together and looked at Hang Qing soberly. At this glance, both of them were dumbfounded, and their heads fell to the ground. Fortunately, a thick carpet was laid on the ground, otherwise the two might have fallen out of their arms.

Hang Qing restrained the urge to step forward, and said lightly, "Why? Not even the road?"

The two were struggling to get up from the ground with a bruise on their foreheads. Song Xunzhi smiled first: "No, no. It was accidentally ... you, why are you here?"

"You can go out."

Jin Ye's face flashed with joy, but when she saw Hang Qing's dress, she could not help but blush. The perseverance on Song Jianzhi's face was somewhat obvious.

Hang Qing glanced at Song Puzhi. Isn't this villain's offense going to make things go wrong? Did he read it right? Is Song Quanzhi's face reluctant?

"Get away." Hang Qing urged.

Just standing around the bath towel, he felt that there was air leakage under the crotch after standing for a long time.

Song Xunzhi's eyes carefully passed him before he nodded and went out with Jin Mao. Hang Qing glanced over the bed, and did not know what Song Xunzhi's sleeping position was. His head was like a dog kennel, and the quilts were all together.

Hang Qing didn't hear the door closing for a long time, he could not help looking back, and saw Song Xunzhi picking up at the door, staring at him eagerly.

"Close the door," Hang Qing said coldly.

Song Quanzhi then closed the door.

Hang Qing rubbed his forehead, wouldn't this villain attack be a brain disease?

Of course, Hang Qing also only had a few words. He took out his clothes and turned into the bathroom. After coming out of the bath, he changed his clothes slowly.

When the door was out, a maid came upstairs, still blushing and afraid to look at him. He whispered, "Here is Mr. Gong, saying he wanted to say something to you."

Mr. Gong? That's only Gong Tian. Why are you here so early?

"What time is it?" Hang Qing asked.

"It's seven."

Isn't that early? Hang Qing went downstairs in doubt. Seeing that Gong Tian was dressed differently, and that this person had been in the villa before, and people outside didn't dare to stop, so he invited people to the living room first. After Hang Hang washed up and went downstairs, Song Jianzhi, Jin Mao and Gong Tian sat in a triangle in the living room.

Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao looked serious, as if they had encountered some great enemy.

Only when Gong Tian heard the footsteps, he turned his head immediately.

Because it was early in the morning, and now the weather was getting hot, Hang Qing wore a thin black shirt to outline his waistline. When the light in Gong Tian's eyes moved, he saw him smiled and said, "Good morning. There is a light rain outside, don't you consider adding a piece of clothes?"

For those who have only known Kankan for half a month, this kind of words still seem a little closer. Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao both noticed this, so the expressions on both faces seemed subtle and even ugly.

Hang Qing didn't look at the weird look of the two. He raised his hand and buckled the missing button on the neck slowly. After the throat knot was suddenly hidden in the black neckline, a taste of abstinence immediately rose Up.

Hang Qing glanced out, it seemed that he could glimpse the falling rain silk. It's even stranger. It was raining so early, Gong Tian actually came. There are only big things worthy of him.

Hang Qing walked over and sat down.

Gong Tian whispered, "Haven't you had breakfast yet? Wait until you have eaten."

Hang Qing nodded and asked the maid to bring the food to her. Song Quanzhi and Jin Mao waited until Hang Qing moved his chopsticks before they moved their hands. Gong Tian took this scene into his eyes. Although he felt something strange, he didn't take it seriously.

Because he didn't sleep well, Hang Qing's appetite was not very good. After simply eating a bit, Hang Qing put down his chopsticks. He looked at Song Jianzhi and Jin Ye and whispered: "You go eat there . "

Song Xunzhi and Jin Mao were all acting stupid, just like their heads, but they didn't hear anything.

It doesn't matter if you eat here, Hang Qing glanced back and looked away.

"What is Mr. Gong here today? Did you find out what happened?" Hang Qing took a sip of tea and looked up to ask Gong Tian.

Gong Tian did not answer his question, but stared at him tightly and whispered, "You should drink something warmer."

Hang Qing didn't speak, and the expression on his face didn't even change a bit.

Gong Tian Anyao is also a man of this age, of course, he will not be disappointed in the coldness of Hang Qing. Relying on two or three words of concern, you can count on the other person to show a moving expression, which is better than daydreaming.

"Aren't you eating anymore?" Gong Tian asked again.

"Well, don't eat it, and your appetite is not good. Mr. Gong, please tell me, it will keep you waiting."

Gong Tian's handsome face flashed a smile: "I didn't wait long. Well, it was the trafficker's thing that day." Speaking of this, Gong Tian picked up the smile and became straightforward: "This person still There is extremely strict organizational behavior. They deliberately use deaf people as traffickers everywhere, because once a deaf person is caught, it is difficult to confess sentences. "

Hang Qing didn't search for these from the memory of the frontier. It seems that the frontier didn't know exactly how the human trafficking organizations worked. But at this moment, I heard part of it from Gong Tian's mouth. Hang Qing already felt a little scary.

Gong Tian's face suddenly became serious: "The girl who has been lost for more than half a month, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find it ..."

Probably because Gong Tian's tone was too heavy, Hang Qing felt a little uncomfortable in his heart for a while.

Do not……

Not impossible to find!

For the police, it is very difficult to find, after all, those criminals with blood on their hands are born to walk around the police. For these organizations, he is an authentic senior VIP customer. It was not difficult for him to get the girl's whereabouts, and those people would only rush to him if he wanted to. No one would doubt him, after all, Bian Yan had bought too many children, and became famous in that dark kingdom.

Thinking of this, Hang Qing was relieved.

"Can be found." Hang Qing said firmly.

Gong Tian looked up, looked at him with a smile, and felt a lot better: "Well, you're right, you can find it."

Hang Qing was somewhat uncomfortable with his eyes. He always felt that he had fallen into Gong Tian's eyes, and it seemed that he had suddenly become a good person.

Song Xunzhi raised his head secretly, and the picture of the two smiling at each other penetrated deeply into his eyes.

"To avoid retaliation over there, you have to be careful lately. You write down my cell phone number. If something happens, you call me immediately, you know?

Hang Qing's mood was a little complicated.

Gong Tian even felt that he needed protection?

Gong Tian whispered: "Convenient to tell me your mobile phone number?"

Song Xunzhi and Jin Yan raised their ears almost immediately.

"OK." Hang Qing turned out a business card and handed it to Gong Tian. After all, he didn't remember his mobile phone number.

That business card was clean and concise, with only two words: Bien. Followed by a string of phone numbers.

Gong Tian held the business card in his hand, stared at the two characters on the business card, and involuntarily rubbed it. Then he entered the number on the mobile phone and pressed the dial key by the way.

Hang Qing's cell phone rang immediately.

Very primitive phones come with ringtones, nothing special.

"This is my mobile phone number." Gong Tian smiled and looked at Hangqing Road intently.

Hang Qing hung up and saved that number: "Yes."

Only then did Gong Tian feel that his tasks had been completed today. He stood up and said, "If you want to ask the progress of the case, just call me at any time. Also, the seat in the kiosk must be wet today. You do n’t have to go to the pavilion. Wait for Tianqing to go out again. ”After that, Gong Tian's eyes inadvertently glanced at Hang Qing's neck, and then he turned and walked out.

Hang Qing stood up: "Well, thank you today."

Gong Tian waved his hand and walked out of the villa soon.

After working and talking for a while, the rain outside was a bit heavy. As soon as Gong Tian went out, the raindrops fell on his hair and skin, and soon Gong Tian was wet. Of course, the wet feeling is unpleasant, but at the moment Gong Tian feels very good and happy. He even instinctively pulled out the cigarette and the lighter. After the crisp sound, the flame on the lighter was rained. It's gone.

Gong Tian still didn't feel angry, but couldn't help but laugh out of the smoke.

Immediately attracted the people outside the villa.

Isn't this person crazy?

Gong Tian's steps moved faster and the smile on his face grew stronger.

When he got home, Gong Chengxi just got up from the bed, and when he came out, he ran into Geng Tian's soaked look, but his face still had a thick smile. Gong Chengxi was startled: "Dad ,what happened to you?"

"It's all right."

"Have you gone to see Mr. Bian?" Gong Chengxi noticed this acutely and asked in a hurry.

"Ok."

"Did Mr. Bian not give you an umbrella?"

Gong Tian took a slap of Gong Chengxi: "Go wash your face and brush your teeth. It's time for breakfast."

Gong Chengyi's eyes sharpened, "Dad, what's in your hand?" As soon as the words fell, he rushed to grab the things in Gong Tian's hand. A lighter, a cigarette about to break, and a ... black business card stained with tobacco.

Edge

"Is this Mr. Bien's?" Gong Chengxi's eyes lighted up, and Gong Tian waited for Gong Tian's answer before he stuffed it into his pants pocket.

Gong Tian's face turned black: "Smelly boy!"

Gong Chengzhang has already flexibly drilled into the bathroom.

Gong Tian frowned and took off his coat, but at this time in his mind, he unconsciously remembered what the man said-"can be found." At that time the man's tone was firm.

Is it comforting him?

Gong Tian couldn't help but smile again. How could Bibian have such an appetite for him?

·

After Gong Tian left, Hang Qing's attention fell back to Song Quanzhi and Jin Mao: "Did you finish it?"

"Um." The two nodded busy.

"It's time to go to class."

Song Quanzhi didn't move. He looked at Hang Qing with his eyes wide open and asked in a low voice: "Are you here before, will you meet with Mr. Gong every day?" Is this the "something" in the man's mouth?

Hang Qing did not answer his words, turned to the driver and said: "Send them over, be careful on the road."

Song Quanzhi tightened his face and looked like he was angry.

What's so angry about this? Hang Qing felt that the child's mind was really elusive. But thinking about it, Gong Tian just reminded him to be careful today. He doesn't matter, but what about Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao? When others recognize him, they may not recognize Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao.

"Let's go, I'll go there too."

Song Quanzhi's tense expression relaxed all of a sudden, and even smiled. He reached out and caught Hang Qing's arm and whispered, "Let's go together."

Hang Qing glanced at him, only that Song Quanzhi's ability to change his face was too fast. Did this learn from Bian Yan?

With Hang Qing on the side, Song Quanzhi and Jin Mao had nothing wrong.

And along the way, it was calm, and no imaginary dangerous elements appeared.

This was the case for several days after that.

At this time, police censorship was also in trouble.

There are too few things to ask from a dumb mouth. Just when they touched a den, the people over there ran away, and when they passed, they emptied.

When Gong Tian came to the door again, he still had a little bloodshot in his eyes, apparently worrying a lot about this case, and Ai Yu who had committed the crime was never brought up by Gong Tian again, indicating that his eyes were really completely transferred opened.

"Sit." Hang Qing greeted him.

I came here just after work today, and just after returning to the villa, Hang Qing took a bath and changed into a bathrobe. Although he tightened his belt, he still showed a large white skin on his chest.

Gong Tian tried to restrain his eyes, and the serious expression on his face was replaced by a smile.

The maid brought tea.

At this time, Song Quanzhi and Jin Min also followed and heard the news, but today they learned cleverly and did not walk into the living room, but squatted in the stairwell. This angle is better to observe.

Jin Mao could not help but whispered, "What are we doing?"

Song Xunzhi gave him a cold look: "Look at it."

...

"How's it going?" Hang Qing asked Gong Tian with a cup.

He sat on the sofa, and the bathrobe's clothes fell unconsciously to both sides, revealing Hang Qing's fair and slender legs, even if they were casually placed on the sofa, they were still beautiful.

Gong Tian couldn't help but look at it twice, and then justified himself: "It's deadlocked, and I've taken a few shots, and the trafficker's mouth can't ask more. The job in the amusement park The staff even asked me a question. "

Hang Qing turned the water cup in his palm and said lightly, "Did Mr. Gong not consider the ghost factors in the police station?"

"Of course I thought about it, but ... I tried it and couldn't catch it." Gong Tian was helpless. "I've only been in Jingshi for three years, and I can't mix in many things. Qianglong can't beat the ground snake."

Hang Qing was slightly surprised. Gong Tian even told him so generously?

After thinking about it, Hang Qing said, "I can help." I have been waiting for this moment for a long time!

Gong Tian waved his hand: "No need, although the case has temporarily reached an impasse, it does not mean that the case cannot be solved ..."

Hang Qing: ...

You gave me a chance to perform!

"Then how do you get started?" Hang Qing asked.

Gong Tian stopped talking. Hang Qing suddenly realized that Gong Tian was going to use his own way, naturally it was not easy to speak to him.

"How come I haven't seen you out these days?" Gong Tian asked suddenly.

There was a sudden feeling in Hang Qing, as if Gong Tian came here on a special trip, and more importantly, asked this sentence.

"I want to send two children to class."

"Go to school? Not safe." Gong Tian frowned.

"Go to private lesson."

"That's good." Gong Tian whispered, "I haven't seen you in the pavilion for a long time. Have a meal today?"

Hang Qing froze for a moment, failing to understand Gong Tian's intention. "No." Hang Qing said.

The color of regret on Gong Tian's face was clearly visible, and he stood up and said, "Next time."

Gong Tian came quickly, and went fast, as if he had just come to take a special look at it, if he was sick, he didn't go to the pavilion.

Hang Qing asked the maid to clean up the table and turned upstairs. Song Quanzhi and Jin Mao scrambled to get up and stand up, and when Hang Qing went upstairs, he saw them standing there like two pillars.

"What are you doing here?"

Jin Mao was a little flustered.

Song Xunzhi smiled, and was quite calm: "Wait for you."

"Wait for me?"

"I want to ... see you."

Hang Qing: ...

Isn't Song Quanzhi's brain out of order?

Hang Qing inexplicably crossed him into the bedroom.

The smile on Song Jianzhi's face had not faded away, he stared at the back of Hang Qing for a while. Jin Min could not help but raised his hand and stunned him: "What's wrong with you? What are you laughing at when you look at him? Aren't you afraid he's angry?"

"It depends on being angry." Song Xunzhi couldn't help it.

Jin Yong originally wanted to say that Song Quanzhi was sick, but suddenly he couldn't help but glance at the man's back. Yes ... it's pretty good.

·

Hang Qing routinely sent the two to the villa of Bianjia, and then prepared to go to the psychiatrist by car. Compared with favorability and brochures, two things are most important right now. One was to solve his sleep problem, and the other was to get the girl's whereabouts.

Hang Qing first called a psychiatrist and just settled for the day.

Thinking that he had already sent people in person, but many people were guarded inside and outside the villa of Bianjia, and no one could enter. He can also feel relieved about the safety of Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao.

Soon after the car just drove out, the driver whispered to remind him: "Master, someone is following us."

Hang Qing glanced back, it was a humble minivan.

Hang Qing scolded his voice in his heart.

Isn't this person a brain disabled?

If you want to be undetected, you should drive a luxury car instead of a broken van. After all, in such a place where rich people go in and out, a broken bread gets into a luxury car group, isn't it just like a standing chicken group?

Hang Qing closed his eyes and continued to take a nap, and said, "I'm a fool, don't bother."

The driver nodded and said nothing more. It is just that the admiration of Hang Qing in my heart has risen to a higher level-the master seems to be getting more and more powerful, and nothing is taken to his heart. Although the irritable owner was terrible in the past, today the unpredictable owner is even more unbearable to worship on his knees.

As soon as the car followed, it followed all the way to the villa area. Further inside, the van couldn't get in. Hang Qing also expressed his kindness and walked down from the car. The men and the driver escorted him in the middle, without questioning Hang Qing's decision to get off. They have increasingly learned to follow blindly.

How can the host make mistakes?

At this time, the van also stopped.

The people in the car remained motionless for a long time, as if hesitating to come down.

Hang Qing had no choice but to pretend to walk into the cafe inadvertently. The cafe owner recognized Hang Qing, and the boss greeted with a smile: "Mr. Bian!"

The people on the van were in a hurry immediately, opened the door and ran down. After all, the cafe is very strict, only the residents inside can enter. It's too late for Hang Qing to step in ...

Hang Qing was not surprised. He paused and waited for them intentionally. And these stupid people finally did not disappoint Hang Qing, they finally rushed to come.

"Mr. Bian!" The man headed shouted.

Hang Qing turned his head and glanced at him coldly. The man snorted unconsciously, only to find out how tricky it was to come in contact with the ruling person in power.

The man put out an ugly smile: "Mr. Bian, our boss wants to invite you to something."

Hang Qing waved to the cafe owner and signaled that he could go. The boss really did not complain, and smiled back.

Hang Qing glanced at the broken bread: "Follow me? Uh?"

The man's legs trembled: "No, no, that's not the meaning." Just when the man was racking his brains and thinking how to explain clearly, Hang Qing spoke first: "Let him come and see me."

The man opened his mouth wide.

"Is this thing worthy of inviting me?" Hang Qing was furious.

"Yes, yes ..." The man was also a little dazed. He didn't intend to do so before he came, but when the other party spoke, he seemed to refuse to refute a half sentence.

Hang Qing raised his hand and pointed at the dessert shop opposite: "I'll wait there. I can't reach it within ten minutes, so I don't need to see it."

The man nodded stiffly. When he returned to God to find out what he had promised, Hang Qing had walked past him and headed for the dessert shop.

The man could only turn around bitterly to contact the boss.

Hang Qing didn't think it was difficult for a strong man. Generally speaking, the boss behind this man should be staring closely. Unless it was that person who didn't look at him. This possibility is too small. After all, Bian Yan's reputation in that dark empire is quite loud, and no one wants to offend him.

Sure enough, Hang Qing sat in the dessert shop for just ten minutes, and the stupid men came in with a man in his 50s. The man was dressed like a decent man, and even looked at his looks just like a normal university professor.

However, if he was correct, this man should be related to the traffickers' organization.

It's okay if some of them were arrested, but the news was full of enthusiasm. The nephew of Bian Jiazi was almost abducted. The news reminding the public to pay attention to the safety made them nervous. As long as they do not want to avenge Bianyu, as long as they want to continue digging money from Bianyu, this trip must come.

But this person also seems very proud.

Otherwise, I won't be here for ten minutes.

He wanted to show his poor persistence in this way. However, if Hang Qing wants to say something, he really wants to hold the momentum and the shelf. Don't come if he has the ability. From the moment he set foot here, no matter whether it has been a few minutes, he has already been short in front of the edge.

Hang Qing knocked on the table, then picked up the spoon and lowered his head quietly to eat the dessert. The milk inside is very strong and tastes good.

The man did not expect that Hang Qing would ignore him like this, and his face was dark. However, when he noticed Hang Qing's white, jade-like hands and that beautiful and delicate face, the light in the man's eyes flashed, suppressing the unhappiness of his heart.

"Mr. Bien." The man held out his hand with a smile.

Hang Qing did not reach out to pick it up, he still drank his head to eat.

"Mr. Bien?" The man couldn't help smiling.

"Just say something." Hang Qing put down his spoon, and then gave alms to him.

"The other day, the person under you was not sensible, and even tied someone to your old head ..."

Hang Qing remained indifferent.

"Today we are here to repay you, please Haihan."

Hang Qing remained indifferent.

The smile on the man's face became very embarrassing: "This, this is also the two little boys who look at the family look very good, dressed well, this talented person has done such a stupid thing! I have ordered to go on Now, let them take the pictures of the two little boys on their bodies every day. When binding someone later, they must remember that they absolutely walked around the two boys ... "

Hang Qing heard more and more unhappy.

In fact, sitting with such a person, he felt a bit sick.

Hang Qing no longer hesitated, and raised his hand to spill the dessert in front of him. The milk poured on the man's head, the pudding stuck to his neckline, and the raisins flew over. Everyone behind him froze. After the reaction came, they all stood up, aggressive and with a vicious face.

The expression on the man's face was also twisted for a moment. He clutched the tablecloth at hand: "What do you mean?"

The clerk over there was so trembling that he thought he had run into the underworld and quickly hid.

"Don't you come to ask me to apologize?" Hang Qing slowly said, "I'm more comfortable now." After he said, he waved to the clerk beside him: "Another one."

The man shivered slightly.

"Oh, rest assured this time, I won't pour you out." Hang Qing thought to himself, no wonder that so many movies and TV shows are affectionate, including himself. Because this feeling is really cool, the other person's face was easily torn off and stepped on.

The man's body shook even more.

Hang Qing smiled slightly: "What are you doing? Scared? Don't worry. Don't be afraid. Um, I'm late ... I want a little girl. It's best to be a teenager." Speaking of which, Hang Qing stayed Already.

The man smiled reluctantly: "You mean ..."

"I mean? I mean nothing." The smile on Hang Qing's face grew stronger.

The man gritted his teeth and was unwilling to offend this big client. Thinking about the money that the other party had thrown down, the man forced the feeling of heartache: "... Yes, I just have this kind of goods recently. Good people come out and have skin Good. "When the man said here, the expression on his face was a little disgusting.

"But it's local." The man hesitated, "I'm afraid it's easy to find."

Hang Qing played with the spoon between her fingers: "Do you think anyone can go out when entering the home? Her parents won't know where she is all her life."

The man smiled disgustingly: "You are right, then ... three days later, I will deliver the goods to you personally."

"go away."

Hang Qing really didn't want to see the man's expression, so he turned to look out the window. At this glance, Hang Qing almost jumped.

Because Gong Tian was calmly coming in this direction.

Hang Qing's voice was cold: "Come on! The police are here!"

"What are you afraid of?" The man grinned. "The police couldn't catch me."

"That's the Deputy Commissioner of Jingshi Police ..."

"Fuck!" Then the man's face changed, and he quickly got up and asked the clerk where the back door was. By the time Gong Tian stepped in, the group had already run away.

Gong Tian came over and hurriedly asked, "Who are those people? I don't think they are good people ..."

"It's okay." Hang Qing pointed to the men behind him: "I also brought someone."

"Be careful, too." Gong Tian frowned.

The clerk carefully took the dessert and said, "You, your dessert?"

"Yes. Put it here."

The clerk dropped and hurried away.

Hang Qing felt a bit full now, so he reached out and pushed the dessert to Gong Tian: "You eat it."

Gong Tian was stunned, somewhat flattered, and the smile on his face came out unconsciously.

"How will you be here?"

"The kid from Gong Chengxi called me and said someone was following you, and I'll be right here." Gong Tian squeezed the spoon in one hand and frowned, "Why don't you call me?"

"I don't think it matters ..."

"If you find it next time, you have to call me, you know?"

"it is good."

A glance out the window of the Hang Qing dynasty, the man had taken the man into the van, and quickly started the car and left.

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Inside the van, the man couldn't help but scolded: "Damn, you have to pay for another item! In the future, you all **** let people let go