Urban God-level Bodyguard

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Zhang Xingyun thought he thought about the understated answer, but listening to Zhu Xiaoqing's ears changed his taste.

Because the voice of Zhang Xingyun's speech just now is obviously different from the normal time.

There was a little trembling in the sound.

This is obviously a nervous performance!

As for Zhang Xingyun's nervous? Zhu Xiaoqing can also think of it.

The 18-year-old girl, the age of love, and Zhu Xiaoqing are not too introverted women and men. Although she has never experienced it personally, she has some understanding.

Looking at the handsome and capable guy next to him, Zhu Xiaoqing thought, even if he can't finally come together with Zhang Xingyun, but if he can give the other party the most important part of his life to break, there will be no regrets in this life. .

After this idea came into being, it made the girl bold.

When the car entered the tunnel, the driver did not turn on the lights in the bus in order not to affect the rest of the passengers.

The faint light in the tunnel could not illuminate the carriage at all.

In addition, in order to have a good rest, many customers have already drawn the curtains on the windows before entering the tunnel, so the car looks dark.

When Zhang Xingyun was sitting on a chair, thinking about something he shouldn't think about, he suddenly felt a cold little hand and gently laid it on his pants.

With this small hand constantly stroking, Zhang Xingyun suddenly felt that his heart had raised his throat.

"That ... don't ..." Zhang Xingyun reminded quietly, lest he be noticed by outsiders.

But I don't want Zhu Xiaoqing's voice to become softer, whispering: "I can feel it, let me help you."

With that, when Zhu Xiaoqing's cold palm reached into the inner courtyard of Zhang Xingyun's palace, Zhang Xingyun gave up completely.

But in order to attract people's attention, Zhang Xingyun had to stretch out his hand and gently embrace Zhu Xiaoqing in his arms.

Zhu Xiaoqing leaned on Zhang Xingyun's lap, and his head was deflected, facing Zhang Xingyun ...

Time is passing by seconds, and I don't know how long it took. Zhang Xingyun's body was completely relaxed.

Zhu Xiaoqing was speechless at this time. After slowly sitting up straight, she began to fumble around herself.

Zhang Xingyun knew what Zhu Xiaoqing was looking for, so he took out a vomiting bag from the side of his chair and handed it to Zhu Xiaoqing with a small embarrassed voice: "That ... really embarrassed."

"Hee hee, I am willing." Zhu Xiaoqing spit out and directly snuggled in Zhang Xingyun's arms.

After the car drove out of the tunnel, everything returned to normal.

No one knew what happened in the car.

About two hours later, the car got off the highway and began to circle along the mountain road.

The driver drove the car, and a passenger in the front row woke up and said bluntly: "Master, didn't you always stop at the second corner of the mountainside to let everyone use the toilet? Why didn't you stop today?"

The driver heard and said angrily, "I don't want to be robbed. I will stop now."

"Ah? Being robbed? Is anyone still robbing now?" The passenger asked curiously.

"Just last week, the 158 bus that ran this trip was robbed. At that time, some passengers were directly thrown under the cliff. It was only opened to traffic this Monday. My mother did n’t want to run this trip, but there was no way. There are wives and children who need to feed. I spent more than a million on this route, and now I regret to die. "The driver complained.

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