Rebirth of Invincibility

Lin Xiangjie sighed, but had no choice but to let go. He was obviously worried, but knowing Han Ruoqi's stubbornness, he had to leave his side with two steps and one turn.

Han Ruoqi felt the liquid tumbling in her stomach, but she still choked back two sobs. Little did she know that Zheng Moxie was almost going crazy with anxiety at this time...

On the street corner, countless young men from the Qinglong Gang holding guns and ammunition looked at the photos in their hands of the handsome young man and muttered:

"Is there something wrong with Boss Zheng? Isn't he just a high school student? Why are so many people looking for him?"

"That's not necessarily the case. Rogues don't care about their origins, and heroes don't care about their age. Maybe this guy is the ultimate boss, beating up the police officer!"

"Doesn't it matter how old you are? Damn, you're almost three years old, and I don't see you becoming a hero!"

"...."

At ten in the morning, Han Ruoqi had fallen asleep on the bench holding a wine bottle. A cool breeze blew by, and the bottle hanging on his arm suddenly fell to the ground, and then made a sound when it broke.

Han Ruoqi squinted her eyes and was about to continue sleeping when she realized that she was surrounded by dozens of men with guns!

The corner of his mouth twitched twice, and he sat up holding his head, but those men took several steps back like the Japanese in Ultraman when they saw monsters.

Subconsciously, he uttered: "Why are you running? I'm not Conan! I don't have the arrogance to make people die wherever I go!"

Everyone's mouths began to twitch, and then they all raised their guns and pointed them at Han Ruoqi.

Han Ruoqi was still half-asleep and half-awake. She yawned several times before waving her hands at them: "Put down the gun. Do you believe I will go find the police uncle?"

At this time, his cheeks were particularly white in the dark night, and Qiao Xintong's pink lipstick was still on his face.

Just when the person at the front was about to pull the trigger on Han Ruoqi, a car suddenly stopped on the side of the road, and then a man walked out and made a stop motion towards those people.

Before Han Ruoqi could turn her head, she was held in someone's arms

Because it was the middle of the night, he couldn't see very clearly, and his consciousness was a little groggy. Han Ruoqi simply threw herself on that person.

Zheng Moxie looked at his gesture of goodwill, hugged him and stood up, smiled lovingly, and then felt that her beating heart had calmed down a bit.

After just finishing the phone call with Han Ruoqi, he knew that Han Ruoqi might choose to leave. Although he didn't know the reason, he always felt that he would escape far this time...

Lowering his head and looking at Han Ruoqi's slightly raised eyelashes, Zheng Moxie sighed deeply but said nothing.

The cold limbs softened somewhat, and the alcohol mixed in the blood also took effect. Han Ruoqi hugged Zheng Moxie's chest, and then held her breath and said: "Daughter-in-law, why did we become an airport after not seeing each other for a few days?"

Probably because he saw Qiao Xintong, subconsciously he felt that he had gone back to the past. He touched Zheng Moxie's flat chest obscenely and said to himself: "Hey, don't lose weight! I don't think you are fat. It doesn't feel good.

!”

Zheng Moxie's expression suddenly changed. When his eyes touched the hickey on Han Ruoqi's face, he immediately understood what was going on.

His mood fell to the bottom in an instant. Zheng Moxie threw Han Ruoqi into the car roughly.

However, the younger brothers who stayed in place looked at each other:

"Holy crap! Could the boss be a loser?"

"...And that place is still plump?"

"Why didn't I pay attention before?"

"..."

After driving all the way, Han Ruoqi suddenly vomited out as soon as he opened the car door: "Ahem... Why are you driving so fast? You are rushing to reincarnate!"

Zheng Moxie picked up his collar and looked at his eyes filled with resentment but not clear yet, and suddenly felt at a loss. She was about to teach him a lesson, but Han Ruoqi's thoughts interrupted all her thoughts:

"Although it is said that risking your life is called dragging if you do it well, but if you want to die, don't drag me. I haven't lived enough yet. How many revolutionary martyrs have sacrificed their lives for the good life we ​​have now?

In exchange, why would you seek death if you are doing well? Among the citizens’ personality rights, the right to life and health occupies the primary position. Our country’s laws stipulate that citizens enjoy the right to life and health and cannot be infringed by others. Paying attention to one’s own life safety and health is a kind of violation.

Self, family, and social responsibilities are manifested because people are social and have social responsibilities once life is born. If a person commits suicide due to difficulties, frustrations, and frustrations, it will inevitably bring endless sorrow and greater property losses to relatives and friends.

It will also lead to a series of social problems such as the elderly without support and the young without care. If citizens harm their own bodies, such as beggars who mutilate themselves to gain sympathy from others, it will inevitably cause greater social burdens. Therefore, suicide or self-mutilation and other behaviors are related to

It goes against social morality and the law. Didn’t you learn politics well in junior high school?”

For the first time in his life, Zheng Moxie felt like he wanted to strangle him to death. He had always known that some people were willing to talk more when they were drunk, but he had never seen anyone talk so much!

With the corner of his mouth twitching, he carried Han Ruoqi back to the room. As soon as he touched the soft big bed, Han Ruoqi fell there and finally closed his mouth.

Zheng Moxie looked at the alarm clock on the bedside. It was already past two in the morning. He yawned. Only then did he realize that he had not slept for more than 20 hours.

Turning off the lights and lying on the bed, he hugged Han Ruoqi and wanted to sleep, but he smelled the particularly pungent perfume smell of Han Ruoqi.

Women like makeup, especially putting all kinds of things on themselves that they think are good. For Zheng Moxie, who has been mysophobic since childhood, this is also a big reason why he doesn’t like women.

Frowning and turning on the light again, Zheng Moxie stood up and pushed Han Ruoqi up: "Qiqi, take a bath first before going to bed, be good!"

Han Ruoqi turned over but didn't say a word. Zheng Moxie lifted him up, obviously feeling suffocated: "... Damn it, don't let me sleep without taking a shower!"

Opening his eyes, not sure if he could see the person in front of him clearly, Han Ruoqi slapped him in the face: "Get out! No matter what the heavens and the earth, do you still care if I go to bed without taking a shower?"

Zheng Moxie knew clearly that Han Ruoqi was unconscious, but he still started to worry about it. Although he had to admit that he was jealous because he saw the hickey on Han Ruoqi's face: "Do you think everyone can just find a woman like you?"

Sleep?"

Han Ruoqi frowned: "...what?"

"I mean I don't like the feminine smell on your body. I don't blame you for what happened today, but I ask you that even if you betray me, you can lie to me like others and don't leave these evidences of cheating, okay?

?" Zheng Moxie stood up and shouted at him!