When Sikong Cheng saw that the heroine this time was Sikong Jing, he felt horrified. He knew that his sister was arrogant and arrogant. Most men looked down on her. How could she get together with Wan Qianqiu?

Son's.

Seeing his sister's shameless words and gestures, Sikong Cheng went crazy.

He closed his eyes and stopped watching, but the "joyful laughter" of the two people continued to reach his ears. This was a great torture.

My own sister!

At this moment, Sikong Cheng felt scared, deeply scared.

Wan Qianqiu is really a madman.

At the same time, Sikong Cheng also regretted that he should not have chosen Zhuo Lanqing as his lover. All this was his own fault.

Compared to Ma Chunfang, Sikong Jing is more unrestrained and more accepting of new things.

Even Sikong Cheng, a veteran in the martial arts world, has never seen such an innovative attempt before.

Sikong Cheng was already suffocating.

Sikong Jing didn't leave until around 9 o'clock the next morning.

Wan Qianqiu opened the wooden box, Luo Yong and Ji Mo walked in, pulled Sikong Cheng out, and then took him to the restaurant to feed him.

"When will you let me go?" Sikong Cheng asked in a low voice.

"Tomorrow." Wan Qianqiu looked at Sikong Cheng and smiled, "How was the heroine last night? I didn't expect it to be your sister."

"You devil..." Sikong Cheng picked up the chopsticks and poked at Wan Qianqiu, but Luo Yong and Ji Mo were beside him.

He was soon pinned to the floor by Luo Yong and Ji Mo.

"You still want to hurt me? Haha..." Wan Qianqiu stepped on Sikong Cheng's head and said, "You must be angry in your heart. When I was bullied by you, I was also very angry. You must not have thought that you

It will end like this today, tsk tsk, this is the cycle of fate, after the last heroine comes on stage tonight, the game between you and me will be over."

"Who else, who is coming tonight?" Sikong Cheng, who was stepped on the floor, shouted angrily like a twilight lion. He couldn't think of anyone else who could stimulate him.

"Think about it carefully, which heroine will it be?"

"You said. You madman, you said..."

"If you say it, there will be no mystery anymore."

"Crazy, crazy, you are crazy..."

"I'm a madman, what's wrong? All this in Sikong City is your own fault, you can't blame others."

After force-feeding, Sikong Cheng was stuffed into the box again.

Night falls slowly...

The last heroine also appeared.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Sikong Yu came to the villa after studying in the evening, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Brother Long, you actually have a villa in the rose garden, you are so awesome."

"What's here? What can we sit down and drink?"

"What's good to drink?" Sikong Yu asked with a smile.

"Drinks, drinks, what do you want to drink?"

"I want to drink, what kind of wine do you have?"

"Whiskey, Hennessy, Budweiser, etc., they are all in the refrigerator, you can get them yourself."

Sikong Yu jumped to the refrigerator, and when he opened it, it was full of delicious food.

After grabbing a few bottles of beer and another bottle of Hennessy, Si Kong Yu couldn't wait to pour the beer into Hennessy and drink the two kinds of wine together.

Wan Qianqiu only drank beer.

"Brother Long, there will be a motorcycle exchange meeting in a few days. Let's attend it together." Sikong Yu said.

"Okay, when the time comes, we will go there on a Harley and we will surely amaze everyone."

At that time, Harley motorcycles were not sold in the hot summer and could only be sold through special channels.

The two were drinking and chatting, and the atmosphere was very good.

After drinking for three rounds, the theme naturally entered the scene, and the two of them came to the bedroom.

Sikong Cheng, who was in the box, heard the sound of the door opening. He felt very uneasy. In this second, his mind went through over and over again and again, and finally he closed his eyes.

He felt that as long as he didn't look, he wouldn't be stimulated, and it didn't matter who he was.

But the moment his daughter Sikong Yu spoke, Sikong Cheng felt as if the end of the world was coming.

"Brother Long... I love you so much." Sikong Yu hugged Wan Qianqiu tightly, cuddling up to Wan Qianqiu coquettishly. Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Sikong Yu was unusually excited and active.

She pushed Wan Qianqiu onto the bed.

Sikong Cheng never dreamed that the last heroine would be his daughter Sikong Yu.

One by one, muffled thunder echoed in Sikong Cheng’s mind.

Sikong Yu?

my daughter?

Sikong Cheng went crazy and was in hysterics. His daughter was still a college student. How could she be with Wan Qianqiu?

What method did Wan Qianqiu use?

His heart was bleeding, the sky and the earth were spinning, and the air turned into sharp blades that pierced every part of Sikong Cheng's body.

Anger was like a fireball hitting Sikong Cheng, but Sikong Cheng couldn't make a sound or even move.

He watched his daughter talking about adult topics "elegantly" with a pale face...

Is this still my excellent daughter?

Sikong Cheng couldn't believe it. When did his daughter become so shameless?

Time passes very slowly, and every second is suffering.

As Sikong Cheng watched, the blood rushed to his forehead and he fainted...

How much stimulation is required to make a person faint?

When everything passed, Sikong Cheng slowly woke up.

When he woke up, he found himself in an abandoned park in the suburbs that no one cared about. He tried to get up, but he had no strength.

After waiting for more than an hour, Sikong Cheng had the strength to get up, and then took a taxi back to the Rose Garden. However, the door was closed at the moment. He asked the security guard, and the security guard said that Wan Qianqiu had explained that he would not come back for the time being, and asked the security guard to stay normally.

Be more careful and don't let anyone enter your villa.

Sikong Cheng roared towards the villa, it was just a feeble shout.

Back home, Sikong City felt like a world away.

His whole body was in bad shape, like an abandoned typewriter, with a dull expression.

I stayed there until night, and then my wife Ma Chunfang came back.

"Where have you been these past few days? Didn't you say you would be back the day before yesterday?" Ma Chunfang asked symbolically. Anyway, you must have been looking for flowers and willows.

"..." Looking at Ma Chunfang, the dirty scenes between Ma Chunfang and Wan Qianqiu appeared in front of Sikong Cheng's eyes. He was so angry that he went up and gave Ma Chunfang a slap in the face, "You shameless bitch"

son."

Ma Chunfang was beaten so dizzy and confused, "Why did you hit me?"

"What are you talking about? You are stealing people for me outside, and you still..." Sikong Cheng really couldn't say it. He was locked in a box and witnessed with his own eyes...

"I, who did I steal? It was you who stole the person. Don't think that I don't know. You raised a vixen outside. I don't want to argue with you. Now you're beating me up?" Ma Chunfang's face turned red with anger.

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Chapter completed!