Urban God-level Bodyguard

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When Zhang Xingyun came back with her aunt's towel, Wu Huan was waiting to vomit blood, and the avalanche felt more and more intense. If she hadn't looked at what was in Zhang Xingyun's hand, she had already sold the goods this time剐 了.

However, there is no place for her to change around now.

Zhang Xingyun looked at Wu Huan's soon-to-be-expressed expression and sighed, "If you can't do it, just change it in the car. There doesn't seem to be a toilet next to it."

Wu Huan was forced by the relatives of his relatives and could not refuse, "You stand there, don't allow it!"

Zhang Xingyun turned obediently, walked to a place three meters away from the car, and stopped. According to his words, he should not be in danger, especially women.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Xingyun heard Wu Huan's voice, "You, do me a favor."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xingyun didn't move, and didn't even look back.

"Come first."

"You wouldn't let me twist it over deliberately, do you count me?" Zhang Xingyun hesitated.

"Hurry up!" Wu Huan raised his voice. Whether the person was sick, he hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?"

"You see if my button is hanging on something, it can't be undone." Wu Huan's face flushed a little.

Zhang Xingyun glanced at her button and got stuck in the safety button, so she sat in and helped her out.

Zhang Xingyun still likes to do this kind of thing. The veteran is the veteran, and there are no buttons that can't be solved.

However, there are times when Le Ji will be sad. When Zhang Xingyun gets up, a metal stubbornly hangs on his clothes to the skirt of Wuhuan.

With Zhang Xingyun's movement, both of them were dumbfounded with a scream.

Wu Huan raised his hand and covered his chest, his eyes fiercely staring at Zhang Xingyun, "Rogue!"

"Sister, this is an accident, an accident." Zhang Xingyun was also a little confused, he didn't do anything ...

"Unexpectedly you are a ghost, you definitely did it on purpose!" Wu Huan would not listen to Zhang Xingyun's explanation. The skirt was hanged to make her a little crazy, raising her feet like Zhang Xingyun kicked.

"**, I said that it was an accident, why don't you believe it!" The space in the car is limited, and Zhang Xingyun can't dodge, and can only grab the woman's ankle.

"let go!"

"I'm stupid, if you let go, you won't kick me!" Zhang Xingyun said angrily.

Wu Huan's eyes glared, and the other foot kicked out, but this foot went towards Zhang Xingyun's head.

No matter how good his temper is, he will be anxious. Zhang Xingyun was still a little guilty, but seeing Wu Huan didn't listen to people's explanations at all, his feet and feet were still so hard, and his natural mood would not be too good.

"Enough is enough!" Zhang Xingyun dragged the woman's ankle down.

Wu Huan was constrained by Zhang Xingyun, naturally he would not be happy, constantly struggling, his hands could not care about his skirt, and slapped on Zhang Xingyun's face.

"brute!"

The successive revolts caused the car to tremble.

Outside the car, Sister Ling Xiaoya and Mina walked through the store, and walked back with a smile. When they saw the car, the smile stiffened.

Ling Xiaohan's angry face, without a word, rushed over and opened the door!

The sudden light made Zhang Xingyun stunned, "Dead brother-in-law, you actually play this on the street! I said why did you just buy it!"

Zhang Xingyun in the car pressed his hands on a beautiful woman's arm, and her legs were still sandwiching the beautiful woman's ankle. This pose is really ...

Zhang Xingyun has a mouth and can't speak, and no one believes his own explanation.

Ling Xiaoya also walked to the car, looked at the scene in the car, and said coldly, "Come out."

Zhang Xingyun stood up and stood neatly behind Ling Xiaoya.

Wu Huan pulled his skirt out of the car awkwardly, and quickly explained to Ling Xiaoya, "That, things are not what you think ..."

Her words were blocked by a slap.

It is Ling Xiaoya who is the fan.

Wu Huan was slapped inexplicably, and the subconscious returned.

Zhang Xingyun's chin fell on the ground, Made, this time something went wrong.

Ling Xiaoya touched her face with surprise, "You hit me?"

When did the proud daughter of heaven suffer such grievances, even her own father did not want to beat herself.

"If you can beat me, I can't beat you."

Wu Huan is also a face of grievance. Although Ling Xiaoya looks beautiful and comes with a halo, she will not be slapped for no reason.

"You do this with my man, shouldn't I fight you?"

"Who did anything with your man!" Wu Huan flushed, why didn't this person listen to the explanation!

Ling Xiaoya glanced at Zhang Xingyun, the cold-eyed icy, "Yeah, not my man."

After talking, he went directly to the cab.

"Emperor ..." Mina looked at Zhang Xingyun's sad face and wanted to say something, but Ling Xiaohan dragged her into the car.

The moment the door closed, the car moved away.

Wu Huan looked at the leaving Lexus, feeling a little guilty in his heart, "So what, who is that?"

"My wife!" Zhang Xingyun said angrily. The more indifferent Ling Xiaoya was, the more angry she became.

This time I'm afraid it's not so easy to explain.

"Or, let me explain it to you?"

"No, if you believe me, you don't need to explain. If you don't believe it, it's just a waste of words." Zhang Xingyun looked at the direction of the car leaving, and after a word, turned and left.

Wu Huan looked at Zhang Xingyun's back, and it was a bit strange. The woman looked very rich and looked very beautiful, but wasn't this person a security guard?

Are all the dramas of Clash offensive now popular?

Zhang Xingyun was already depressed. He turned around and forgot to go to the Yilimo store. He wanted to chat with Han Lanyue. Before he reached the door, the phone rang.

"Xiao Xuan."

"Boss, we have received news of blood separation." Guang Xuan's voice was irresistibly excited.

"Where?" Zhang Xingyun's heart shivered.

"In a small city in the country of Serre, it is news that people from the dead world have returned from Serre."

"Is it reliable?" Zhang Xingyun Nuli calmed his own mood, no matter when he heard the news of Xueli, he was a little bit out of control.

Xueli is the woman with the deepest burial in his heart. Even if he is not alive, no one can take her place.

"It should be reliable. When the news came back, the member had been there for a week."

"Very well, notify the four emperors to come and see me, this time we must bring back the blood from."

"Yes, boss!"

Knowing the news of Xueli, Zhang Xingyun felt much less depressed.

It is estimated that Ling Xiaoya is also at the beginning of this time, and he just happened to go out and bring back the blood, and will not touch Ling Xiaoya's mold.

Instead of going to Han Lanyue, Zhang Xingyun went directly to the safe house of the dead world. This time, he said that he could no longer let Xueli drift away.

The preparation should be done.

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