Wen Xiaoyao's soft breathing became more rapid.

The pink oval face has been painted with the bright red color of spring, and extends to the fair and delicate neck.

Lin Qianchi smelled the fresh and delicate fragrance of Wen Xiaoyao's virginity exhaled in his nose, took the Xiaoyao's smooth and delicate sandalwood tongue and gently bit it with his teeth, and gently inhaled...

His handsome face was also red at the moment. He stroked his smooth and soft thighs with his big hands. He lightly picked up the black lace panties with his index finger. His palms were already touching the soft, tender, delicate and hot...

"Ah" it hurts! But the tip of the tongue was bitten hard by Wen Xiaoyao!

"Brother, I feel so uncomfortable. I can't stand it anymore. I don't want to play anymore." Wen Xiaoyao's charming eyes were like silk, and his breath was like blue, and he whispered softly in Lin Qianchi's ear.

Enduring the severe pain from the tip of his tongue, Lin Qianchi's long-suppressed desire was already raging. He held the stunning little demon's delicate body tightly in his arms, and his clone was already swelling with anger, pressing against the stunning little demon's shining white body.

At the waist, the big hands were still caressing and wreaking havoc in Xiaoyao's black lace panties...

A line of clear tears fell on Lin Qianchi's neck.

"Brother, I don't want it anymore, I feel so uncomfortable." The stunning little demon began to sob, like a helpless pink lamb.

Lin Qianchi stood still for an instant, and Wen Xiaoyao was already in tears?

"Big brother, I am still a young girl, less than fourteen years old." There were tears on Wen Xiaoyao's pink and smooth jade face.

Feeling that the big hands are no longer wreaking havoc, a blush once again appeared on Goudan'er's delicate little face

Lin Qianchi slowly took out his wet hands, with traces of clear water stains on them, and lowered his head in silence.

Really a young girl!

You are simply a beast!

Picking up the wine glass and drinking it down in one gulp, a loud and crisp sound sounded.

But he waved his hand and gave himself a slap in the face.

Continue to fill the glass and drink it all in one gulp

"Brother, please don't be like this, it's all Xiaoyao's fault," Wen Xiaoyao said softly.

Her fair, soft little hands gently rubbed Lin Qianchi's slightly swollen handsome face.

Only then did Lin Qianchi clearly feel the severe pain at the tip of his tongue, his face was also burning, and he was now fully awake.

The little demon is not yet fourteen years old. Even if she is a girl, she is too beastly today!

It's just that the stunning Wen Xiaoyao is so charming, spooky, petite and cute.

Looking at Lin Qianchi who looked sad and silent,

"Brother, I like you," the stunning little demon said shyly, and a trace of shy powder once again appeared on her delicate and petite cheeks.

Alas, Wen Xiaoyao is not only stunning, but also well-behaved and cute

Sighing softly, "It's my brother's fault, he's drunk!" Lin Qianchi said softly.

Wen Xiaoyao snuggled gently into Lin Qianchi's arms

"Let me tell you a secret, it's my birthday soon, I will be fourteen soon," the stunning little demon said shyly

Lin Qianchi felt depressed because the little demon was actually a little girl!

"I'm not a little Latin dance queen, but I have learned Latin dance, and I'm pretty good at it."

"My cousin is singing here, and I'm of mixed race, so I pretended to be a little diva. I just sneaked here to play." Wen Xiaoyao stuck out her pink tongue mischievously.

"It's a pity that Christmas is coming soon. I have to go back to e country with my father." At this moment, the stunning little demon has returned to his true nature as an innocent girl.

Like a sparrow flying on a branch, chirping

I wiped it, blond and blue-eyed, with skin as thick as cream, and a snow-like face. It turns out that the little demon is a mixed-race child from the E country!

It's no wonder that foreign girls develop earlier. At the age of fourteen or fifteen, they have the figure of a Daxia girl of seventeen or eighteen, and even plumper.

No wonder I lost my sight. Looking at Wen Xiaoyao's two plump white rabbits and her plump and round buttocks, who would have thought that she was fourteen years old!

But now her oval face looks really small and childish!

"My grandfather is from China, my grandmother is from Daxia, and my parents both work at the embassy in Qingdao."

"I'm a quarter mixed-race, so I can be considered a Daxia native," the stunning Wen Xiaoyao said with a sweet smile.

The music in the bar is soft, and there are almost no people except for a few drunken people leaning on the table. The bar is already slightly deserted.

"Let's go, little demon, I'll see you off," Lin Qianchi said softly.

"I want to, but my cousin is still waiting for me. She is driving a car," Wen Xiaoyao said with some regret.

Lin Qianchi turned to look at the bar. Sure enough, the beautiful resident female singer kept looking over here, and she was a little anxious.

"Brother, I'm studying at Qingdao International Language School. When I come back for Christmas, why don't you treat me to dinner?"

Lin Qianchi nodded lightly

The old man gently caressed Wen Xiaoyao's oval face with his hand, which was extremely gentle. He also liked the well-behaved Elf Wen Xiaoyao very much.

Wen Xiaoyao shyly stretched out her sandalwood tongue and lightly touched Lin Qianchi's lips.

"Big brother, you have to wait for me to grow up, and I will always wait for you."

Wen Xiaoyao said shyly

After saying that, he laughed and ran to the bar counter, put on his fur coat, took a delicate bag, and walked out of the bar with the female singer who had been waiting anxiously.

He just kept looking back, waving his white little hands, reluctant to leave.

Lin Qianchi drank the bottle in one gulp, went to the bar to take out his clothes, and strode out of the bar.

The streets are empty and desolate late at night, with only the raging cold wind howling by.

After the madness, only loneliness remains

The next morning, Lin Qianchi bought some fruits and went to Qingdao Affiliated Hospital

Opening the door to the ward, Lao Zhangtou was still sleeping soundly, while "idiot" Zhang was sitting quietly aside, looking haggard, bowing his head in thought.

He said hello to "Idiot Zhang", put down the fruit in the forest and strode to the doctor's office.

"How is Uncle Zhang? When are you planning to have surgery?" Lin Qianchi asked softly.

The attending physician frowned slightly and looked solemn: "The situation is not very optimistic. After the infusion yesterday afternoon, the old man was doing well. However, he started vomiting at night, sometimes awake and sometimes comatose. After a joint consultation with the director of the brain surgery department, we confirmed that conservative treatment is not possible.

I won’t be able to survive for a few days, so the operation is scheduled for these two days. You and your family members will also discuss it. After all, we need to seek your opinions and we can’t delay it any longer.”

"Thank you, Dr. Wang," Lin Qianchi said politely and exited the doctor's office.

"Idiot" Zhang was called out of the ward and repeated the attending doctor's thoughts. "Idiot" Zhang looked at Lin Qianchi with complicated eyes, but remained silent and looked gloomy.

"I'm going to pay the surgery fee now, so I can have the surgery tomorrow morning. I can't delay it any longer. You also need to be mentally prepared. When Uncle Zhang wakes up, you can tell him tactfully. After all, it's an operation.

This will save him from worrying," Lin Qianchi said in a low voice.

Asking "Idiot" Zhang to talk to Old Zhang in advance also allowed Old Zhang to explain some funeral arrangements to him. After all, the risk of the operation was too great. If the operation failed, Old Zhang would not be able to explain the funeral arrangements.

"Idiot" Zhang still only said two words "thank you" and slowly walked back to the ward, his slightly arched back even more lonely.

After paying the surgery fee, Lin Qianchi strode out of the hospital. Feeling depressed, he picked up his cell phone and called Qi Cao.

"Lao Zhang was hit on the head and will have a craniotomy tomorrow. I don't care how you deal with them, but I have to make them spit out the surgery fee and nutrition fee," Lin Qianchi said coldly.

"Okay, second brother, I understand," Qi Cao said feebly.

Qi Cao put down the phone and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was true that Lao Zhang was beaten and his head was bruised and bleeding. Nen also placed five of them, two of which were slightly fractured. Nen also crushed the metacarpal bones of Ma Xiaotiao, deputy captain of the Urban Management Squadron.

Who will pay for the medical expenses?

Besides, Lao Zhangtou had a tumor on his brain, and it wasn't caused by an injection, but it's hard to say whether it got worse because of it.

The second brother has spoken, and we must do something even if we don’t do it.

The old uncle didn't dare to look for him anymore. He scolded himself profusely for having his police gun stolen, and said that this was the last time he would help him.

Think of a way, but if it doesn't work, you should talk to Brother Wang from the pre-trial department. He will interrogate him and beat those urban management and gangsters hard and let them get money to eliminate the trouble, otherwise they will be detained for a few more days!
Chapter completed!