It was already eleven o'clock when Zhao Dong returned to the dormitory. When he looked around, he saw that only two of the three security guards he had obtained during the day had returned.

One of them was talking on the phone with his girlfriend, and the other was playing King of Glory with his mobile phone.

Zhao Dong didn't care about them, so he washed and went to bed.

The two security guards looked at each other, and the contempt flashed through their eyes. They gave up not to target Zhao Dong, but to express dissatisfaction with Fatty Sun.

Originally, they planned to follow Zhao Dong to go through the motions tomorrow, but unexpectedly, this guy didn't even dare to give up any of his farts when he was absent from work.

I simply sluggish this thought.

I happened to get my salary and thought about the way to go to Fat Sun to run away tomorrow.

The reason why they were targeted by Fatty Sun was not because of their lack of ability, but because of their lack of filial piety.

According to the level, 10% of the salary is filial to Fatty Sun, which is an unwritten unspoken rule in the security department.

They were not convinced before, but now there is no other way. If they don’t give in to Fatty Sun, they will have to go along with Zhao Dong to the end.

Although they don’t know the inside story of the theft of the construction site, they can still guess a little clue. If it is really a good job to come to the door, how many of them will be the turn?

Zhao Dong didn't care what they thought, and the opportunity had been given. Since they didn't know how to cherish it, and if they regret it in the future, he would never show mercy when the score was settled in the autumn!

My thoughts were chaotic and sleepy, but I was woken up by a WeChat message.

After Zhao Dong returned to Tianzhou, he changed his phone number and only added two friends, one was Shu Qing and the other was Meng Jiao. Sophie only saved one phone number. With the current relationship between the two, there was no need to send WeChat messages.

Shu Qing’s friend was blocked on the day of breaking up, so naturally she wouldn’t be her.

I picked it up and saw that it was indeed sent by Meng Jiao.

The content is very simple, with only one sentence, "Have the injuries on your body healed?"

Goddess Meng’s gentleness and Goddess Su’s cruelty are in sharp contrast at this moment.

Zhao Dong was typing on the keyboard and was about to reply. The second message came in, "Is Goddess Su not checked in after sending WeChat so late?"

"I live in the dormitory." Zhao Dong attached a curling expression.

After a while, the third message came in, "I washed my hands sore in order to wash your clothes!"

Next is a picture.

Zhao Dong clicked and took a look, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

The picture shows a slender soft pancreas, with small palms, long five fingers, clean nails, slightly red in fingertips, and the white skin is hazy and fluorescent, giving people a soft beauty.

He subconsciously glanced at it a few more times before turning off the picture and replied, "Is the washing machine broken?"

Meng Jiaole leaned forward and backward on the other end of the phone. Is this guy Zhao Dong a straight man? If another man hears this, he will definitely say how much distress he feels, how to comfort him, etc.

Even if it is not good, I'm afraid I'll ask why I wash it with my hands? Or should I treat you to a meal?

He was so sad that he actually asked a washing machine that was completely untouchable?

Meng Jiao was helpless, and all the words she had prepared were useless, so she simply asked, "Don't you feel sorry for?"

Zhao Dong replied honestly, "I feel sorry."

Reminding Zhao Dong's silly attitude, Meng Jiao raised a hint of teasing, and smiled and sent an ambiguous text, "When washing clothes, I got all the underside wet!"

This time I waited for a full minute before I received a reply, "Be careful not to catch a cold!"

Meng Jiao was stunned at first, and then laughed completely. Zhao Dong is too honest, too fun, right?

If you are a man with a normal orientation, you will most likely say that I don’t believe it and let me see it.

He was so sad that he actually told himself not to catch a cold?

Haha, why didn’t you find it before? This guy is so interesting!

While moved, Meng Jiao was very moved and sent a message again.

Zhao Dong had been struggling for a day and was already tired. After drinking a little hotpot, he was about to go to bed when the screen lit up again.

He subconsciously wanted to reply to good night, but when he saw the words on the screen, his sleepiness suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Do you want to see it?"

The residual heat of the pure grain burning rose in his abdomen, and Zhao Dong even became breathing rapidly. He didn't know what he thought of. He felt a fever on his cheeks and his body twisted restlessly.

With the alcohol, he replied tremblingly, "Can I see it?"

After waiting for a while, the phone vibrated again. Zhao Dong took a deep breath before carefully clicking on the picture.

A white soles appeared in front of her eyes. Unlike Sophie, her soles were slightly plump, but they did not affect the beauty at all. Instead, they added a bit of sexiness. A light blue was applied to her small thumb.

Even though I knew I was fooled, my eyes still couldn't bear to move away.

Her instep was already wet, and a few drops of crystal water droplets exuded a blurry color under the lamp.

The last two messages rang one after another.

"I won't make fun of you anymore. I'm going to sleep."

"Hide the picture, don't let your Goddess Su discover it. I'm not responsible for extinguishing the fire!"

It was destined to be an uneasy night. Zhao Dong was tossing and turning in his sleep, and a face flashed through his mind from time to time. He couldn't see who it was, but he was particularly erotic.

I woke up early the next day, something embarrassing happened and I was out of here.

He hurriedly changed into a pair of clean underwear, and then he turned on his phone again. Although he couldn't bear to bear it, he still cruelly deleted the call record.

Although I was still in a cold war with Sophie, I always felt guilty if I had two pictures on the phone.

...

We will be in peace for the next few days.

Zhao Dong was drinking tea in the security department during the day, and at night he went to find Old Man Wang to drink, smoke, and talk about the mountains.

It was somewhat unexpected that from this day on, the third phase of theft incident was temporarily gone, and no more things were lost for several days in a row, as if the matter had ended.

Even Fatty Sun seemed to have forgotten this matter, and he smiled at each other every day, not mentioning it, let alone urging him.

Xu San breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhao Dong couldn't be happy at all.

Work is one aspect, and as time goes by, he feels under a lot of pressure.

I always feel that this matter is not as simple as it seems. The calmness at the moment is more like a sign of the coming of a storm!

On the other hand, it was the emotional issue, which froze with Sophie's progress.

Zhao Dong wanted to let go of his face and admit his mistake, but unfortunately the other party was very busy these days and was not at home sooner or later. He only came back after ten o'clock every day.

Two times, they were sent back, and the car was a black Mercedes-Benz.

After standing at the gate of Diyuan for a month, Zhao Dong can now easily determine that the price of this car is around 2 million. With his current salary, he may not be able to afford it without eating or drinking in his whole life.

The owner of the car was a man in his thirties, with elegant demeanor, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and would take the initiative to open the car door for Sophie without any passing, showing his gentlemanly demeanor.

Zhao Dong didn't want to be jealous, but after all, he was a legally recognized wife. Seeing Sophie get off the luxury car every day, she felt a little uncomfortable.

However, out of respect and trust for Sophie, he kept holding back and did not have an attack, but today he couldn't help it, and even his eyes were beating.

The man got off the car and hugged him politely, but his hands were a little dishonest, and the palm that fell on her back began to rub it.

Sophie also noticed something strange, but after drinking half a bottle of red wine tonight, the high heels on her feet were shaking. If she pushed the man in front of her, she would probably fall in a mess!

Thinking of the man's identity, she was stunned for a moment.

what to do?

Sophie's hesitation was understood by the man as acquiesced, and a charming magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "You have drunk too much, let me take you home."

Sophie raised her eyebrows and wanted to push the man away, but unfortunately she didn't have the strength in her hands. Before she could open her mouth to refuse, she was pulled into her arms by a more arrogant force.

Sniffing the familiar smell, she guessed that it was Zhao Dong, and felt a little relieved, and then a rumbling sound passed by.

Sophie was startled and woke up most of the wine. She hurriedly exclaimed: "No!"

Unfortunately, it was still half a step late, and the man had been knocked down by Zhao Dong!
Chapter completed!