Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

Pheasant thought that the two boxes were both sister-in-law's clothes, but he didn't expect it to be so heavy.

"Slow special nonsense, death! Rotten horse! Don't look at where this is! Don't make me want to die!" He turned his head and stared at the thin pheasant while walking at the front of the stairs. Secretly weighed the box. The box is not too heavy for him, and of course it is heavy for a scrawny drug addict like the pheasant.

If, in these two boxes, there are... drugs!

Lu Beixiao's mind is calculating intricately, according to the weight of the drug, how much should a 24-inch suitcase weigh?

Fuck!

So what the **** is the deal the night after tomorrow? !

At the entrance of the master bedroom on the second floor, the door was open, and the pheasant was about to rush in, and was stopped by Lu Beixiao raising his leg, "You are running rampant again, rotten horse!"

"Sister-in-law! Do you want us to take your suitcase in?" Lu Beixiao said respectfully.

"Send in--" The sister-in-law's voice came from the bedroom, quite as if the queen had ordered the eunuch.

Lu Beixiao and Pheasant immediately went into the master bedroom with their suitcases. There was a suite outside, and the bedroom was inside. "Sister-in-law, I have the suitcase for you!"

"Send in!" Sister-in-law gave an order, "Amu, you come in alone!"

"Yes! Sister-in-law!" Lu Beixiao said respectfully, lifting a suitcase in one hand, and walking towards the translucent frosted door.

Entering the bedroom, I saw Pan Ling standing with her back to him, "Stuck under the bed..."

Listening to her instructions, Lu Beixiao stuffed the two suitcases under the bed. As soon as he got up and turned around, he met a woman’s charming face, his hand painted with red nail polish, and stroked his chest. .

Although this Amu is very rough and smells like sweat, his strong pectoral muscles and tendons...what a man!

"Amu's muscles were trained..." The woman looked at him ecstatically, with her fingers still on his chest, stroking the hot and beating muscle through the cloth.

Fuck!

Lu Beixiao exploded in his heart, and the picture of his girl holding the machine gun general Pan Ling "suddenly" appeared in his mind!

He has a sticky face and beard, and he looks like an ape-man, but he can't escape being molested? How hungry this woman is! Of course, the possibility of testing him is not ruled out!

"Sister-in-law, I have been poor since I was a child, and I relied on fighting to eat, all of which came out of fights!" He replied with a smile, "Sister-in-law, the boss has something to tell me to do, I will do it first!"

Leaving this sentence aside, he quickly walked away.

Pan Ling's fingertips seemed to be able to feel the heat of the beating muscles, and even her heartbeat speeded up. This Amu is the best...

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In the evening, a banquet was being held in the living room on the first floor. He Shan and Pan Ling were both having dinner with the veterans of the group. Taking advantage of the space in the bathroom, Lu Beixiao avoided the surveillance and moved into the master bedroom.

The suitcase was easily opened by him, and sure enough, each pack was white powder!

Open a bag at will, dip it a little, smell it, and open the other...

! ! !

The goods have arrived, so this transaction is just a trap!

He clenched his teeth. At this moment, there was a slight movement from the outside. He immediately locked the suitcase, pushed it back, and fled through the rear window before anyone came in!

"Brother Shan, the gang of notes this time was never expected. The goods they were waiting for have already arrived in our hands..." Pan Ling's voice sounded. At that time, Lu Beixiao, who was lurking under the window with his hands climbing on the window sill, Ears erect.

"When they are waiting for interception, our goods have been sold all over the country!" Brother Shan proudly said, "This time, Brother Wesser said, we must find the spies!"