The Anarchic Consort

Hey!

The old sixth thought that he had pressed the handle without pressing it. It was not enough. He opened three full shots in a row!

The wealthy businessmen were completely scared by the scene before them.

Not because of the three shots of the old six.

But because of this man in front of you.

Their fingers were shaking, and the eyes instantly looked incredulously as the man slammed the bullets into the palm of his hand, and then... a little bit of crushing.

The lights in the car were bright and the eyes were sore, and Helianweiwei’s squatting water greeted the man’s face.

What emerged from the darkness is a handsome face that subverts all beings.

Peach blossoms, Ying nose, soul lips.

So familiar, so missed face.

Hey, surprise, excitement, a lot of feelings are entangled in the chest, the heart even has a pain, so that at that moment, the pictures in the brain of Helen Weiwei are all blank.

"This is your father, the scum man?" The dusty children are still softly asking their little friends.

It’s very cool on the hundred miles: “Yes.”

Helen Weiwei: ...you have never told me that this scum man is a good man, son!

"I heard that someone wants to talk to me?" Bai Lijiajue has not seen Helen Weiwei in the formation. He came here because someone sent him a message. The general content is that he Xinhuan’s abandonment of his son is very lively.

In fact, Bai Lijiajue does not care much about what human beings have to say about him. When he hears this, he knows that a little devil is acting outside to tell a story and sympathize with him. He is not tired of playing such a trick, and he is also tired of dealing with him. It is.

So he will take a walk in person, let a little devil who likes to be right with him, and return to the devil world.

"Hundreds of evils, you are coming out now, or I am being beaten out." The tone of Bai Lijia’s speech is very careless, with a special coldness, as if the wealthy businessmen standing in front of him did not exist, as if In his eyes, only his son, he stood in the square surrounded by it.

All the sights were blocked, and I really couldn’t see them.

And proud of a certain highness, he did not think that there will be people he is looking for.

Now, he has not faced the patience of human beings.

Since Helen Weiwei left, he never looked at anyone more.

"I counted three." Bai Lijiajue loosened the bullet powder in the palm of his hand, and the scorpion slid down and bitten the leather gloves worn on the wrist of his left hand. The smile was dangerous: "One."

Hey.

One hundred people pushed the evil spirits away, and the little face came out with a cool step: "I want human rights, you can't even talk about human rights."

"You are not a human being, what human rights are needed." In a word, Bai Lijiajue made the evil-stricken children suddenly speechless. He is indeed not a human being.

However, he did not give up, but provoked thin lips, small white teeth, devilish smile: "You said that as long as human beings are not afraid of me, willing to be friends with me, I can go to their home. Being a guest."

"It seems that you are looking for a backer?" Bai Lijiajue sneered: "Who is so afraid of death?"

After a hundred miles, the evil spirits retreated back, and then pulled up the hand of Helen Weiwei and walked forward with a small step.

The dusty children are also helping, and the little hands push forward Helen Weiwei: "Wei Weimei, hurry up, and talk to this scum man, let him give us the evil." The devil's wishes must be fulfilled!

The Baili Jiajue was not very concerned. He stood there, and the black suit of abstinence was cold and cold, and his eyes were lazy.

Only when he heard the word Wei Wei, he slammed the sharp corners of his face, and the deep eyes like the sea locked in a bit.

In an instant, the flame spread like his scorpion.

He stared at Helen's face, his possessiveness in his eyes was more intense, and he was almost out of control. He almost lost control.

Without the time to respond to anyone, the singer of Bai Lijia has already come to the people.

Then, he grabbed the arm of Helen Vivi, and with his fingers, he pulled Helen Weiwei into his arms.

The words of the evil in the hundred miles have not been said.

Helianweiwei has just exported a "I" word.

The kiss of the Barry Gregory has fallen!

He held her in her arms and pressed her back in one hand, so in the eyes of the public, she kissed the lips of Helen Vivi!

The two little men who stood still on the side were stupid.

He Lian Qing Chen glanced at the evil spirits of Baili. It meant to ask, is your father often like this, seeing a person coming up and kissing?

The hundred miles of evil but cruelly wrinkled a small brow, the father of this person, he can no longer understand, for three years, any woman who tries to approach him, the general situation will not be good.

But now, he will take the initiative to kiss a woman!

unless……

A hundred miles of evil children, a devilish eyelids slightly open, the long cool face of Xiaojun, has lost the evil, staring at Helianweiwei and Bailijiajue, completely I don't know how to react.

Helen Weiwei has lost the ability to speak, the small mouth of the micro-small is contained, the teeth of the bead are gently rubbed by the tip of the tongue, and there is a sensation of electric shock.

Gradually, the singer of the singer began to soften and the teeth honed her lips.

The temperature is like the ice that has just come from the Arctic, and it has a bitter chill.

His mouth mixed with tea and penetrated into his tongue.

Oxygen was pumped away, and Helen Vivi's hand was nowhere to be placed. Naturally, he was ringing on his waist, his ears listening to a familiar and powerful heartbeat, and his mouth curled up with a big arc, which was very arrogant.

After a meal, Baili Jiajue bowed his head and looked at Helen Weiwei for a while. He suddenly smiled and moved his arm to hold the person in his arms in a more possessive and strong posture.

The thoughts of the children on the hundred miles have all been scattered. The expression on the face is not so good, but it is complicated and strange. Especially when I see the dusty children around him, the strangeness is even stronger. It is.

The children of the dust did not know what the other party was thinking. The little brow had just picked it up and was hugged by the evil spirits. Then he was touched by the other party.

The dusty children guarded their heads with two small hands, and looked at the evil in the incomprehensible: "What?"

"We left home together." Baili’s seriousness: "It’s very likely that there will be domestic violence later. The father is more likely to beat people, especially when I am black behind him. He will definitely retaliate. come back."

Clean children:...