The other end of the phone smiled, "Ms. Yan, thank you for helping me deal with the pervert who monitors me at all times! I'll treat you to dinner next time I have a chance."
Xiaoyu was shy, "Auntie, I actually didn't do anything. Your car is still parked there. In order to prevent it from being lost, I buried the car key in the pit under the uncle's head 200 meters east. If you want to get it,
If..."
"When have I, Song Xiaozhi, never forgotten the words I said? If I say I give it to you, then it is yours!"
The voice of the voice was so domineering that Xiaoyu shed tears - it was too extravagant. He sent a car as soon as he answered the phone. This style is similar to that of Master Tou, who is not human!
"Ms. Yan's voice has been trembling. You must be under a lot of pressure. Relax. In fact, sometimes if you observe carefully, you will find all kinds of beauty in the people around you! I am older than Nangong Tou, and I am very familiar with him. He used to be a
A child is innocent, a pear blossom weighs down a begonia, he can win first place in a children's competition even if he is lying down, and no one will say a bad word about him..."
"But...but now..."
Xiaoyu secretly glanced at the young master and questioned, was he cute when he was a child? Why can't she think of it at all?
"Miss Yan..." the female voice next to her lamented, quite sad, "Who knew that an invincibly cute baby would grow into a pervert after the passage of time? Haven't you heard the saying, time is a butcher's knife?
ah……"
Xiaoyu was also sad, because she felt Master Tou's terrifying gaze staring at her like a radar beam, without moving at all, as if he vowed to see through her and tear her into her belly.
"Bring it to me."
Young Master Tou whispered, reached out to take away the phone, and leaned back on the chair. When he heard Miss Fang Song sighing about the word pervert, she twitched her brows twice.
Because his father, the eldest young master, is so perverted, his mother, Song Xiaozhi, has been using this word more and more frequently recently. Even when she learns the language of any country, the first thing she remembers is this perverted word.
Two words.
Now, everyone comes to slander their own sons.
"It seems that the conversation with her was very fruitful," Young Master Tou interrupted calmly, his tone was kind, gentle, and impatient, "You are not young anymore. In such a dangerous place, don't rush forward like before in the future, you know?"
?”
When Ms. Song heard her son answer the phone, she was worried about herself, comforted herself, and was happy, "Didn't I hear that Xiaotou has found a girlfriend? Mommy wants to meet her in advance. This girl is very cute. She was frightened.
She has the cutest expression. Mommy likes her very much, and she has the same temperament with her, so she quickly brought her back and married her home! She looks very slow, but if it doesn't work, just force yourself to do it, cook the rice, and give birth to a grandson.
Play for mommy for two days..."
Miss Song's previous education has all come to naught, and her usual toughness has never changed.
Master Tou's calmness, sinisterness and venomous tongue have been present all the time from childhood to adulthood. "The temperament is consistent...well, she is quite stupid."
Miss Song was angry, "It's a shame, you're making fun of your mother again!"
Doesn’t the implication mean that people divide into groups and things gather together?
Young Master Tou smiled, "I'll send someone to take you back to the headquarters."
"How will I take Nangong Jue's threats seriously? What can he do to me if he doesn't return to the headquarters for ten and a half months?" Miss Song was proud and domineering, "Come on, don't worry about your mommy, I have my own plans, and I'm still here
It’s a bit urgent, so hang up first.”
"Well, please be safe."
Master Tou said a few words and hung up the phone.
Then, he frowned and glanced at a woman who had been secretly observing him in the car mirror, raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "Has anyone told you that even if you look at me infatuatedly, the car will not move on its own?"
The fish spurts blood————
So narcissistic and arrogant, what the beautiful sister said is true, this girl is a heavyweight pervert!
"Send me to Nangong Building," the young master looked at the time and ordered, "within ten minutes, otherwise you know the consequences."
Then, his eyes fell on her small and cute breasts, and his eyes were filled with light and color.
Damn! This beast! Can it be done if it restrains itself a little?
Xiaoyu was angry inside, but still pulled the steering wheel helplessly, grinning at the front, holding the steering wheel with his small hands and preparing to step on the accelerator in anger.
However, she accidentally stepped on the brakes due to negligence. Due to pressing the brakes too quickly, her body leaned forward, and her face hit the steering wheel with a bang. Her nose turned red in pain, and she whimpered while holding her hands——
From behind, there was a low laugh and a whisper, "You stupid fish..."
When Yu got up from the steering wheel, he touched his nose and felt depressed——
Was she just called stupid by someone as if it was nothing? Is that so, is it, is it?
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City D, Tangjia Private Airport.
It's two hours away, and there's still one hour and forty-five minutes left.
Miss Song poked at her cell phone and quickly dialed her best friend's number. She yelled at the phone, "Tangtang, I'm miserable. You don't know how miserable my married life is. Nangong Jue actually threatened me with his daughter again! I want to
Divorce! I want a divorce!"
Her roar did not win the sympathy of the people on that side.
The woman named Tangtang just yawned and asked lazily: "Oh? When are you leaving? I'm going to have a wedding banquet."
Divorce is said to be a wedding ceremony, but Ms. Tang’s hobbies are still so unique!
Miss Song was already accustomed to her cold humor, and she did not refute at this time. She could only say: "Don't your Tang family have a base in D City? Lend me a fighter jet!"
"Going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for divorce, do you need a fighter jet?"
Miss Tang teased and said calmly, "There is a new small-sized fighter jet in the underground storage area at the junction of City D and City E. Just take it and use it."
Zhizhi knew that Miss Tang always took good care of her friends, so she couldn't help but smile and said, "I just said that I would make no mistake in making you my friend in this life."
"Yeah... um."
Miss Tang's answer was cold, without any enthusiasm.
Iceberg beauty, well-deserved reputation.
"Ms. Tang, I have always borrowed money and never repaid it. This helicopter was damaged and blown up. Do I need compensation?" Zhizhi asked with interest.
"No need." Miss Tang also smiled this time, paused, and added a special addition, "I want to destroy whatever belongs to Ye Junqi."
"oh……"
Miss Song sighed with emotion, raised her eyebrows and said, "Your husband's family is still so generous!"