Even Uncle He said this, even though Shen Jiaxue was still a little unconvinced, she had to believe this fact.
It's just that Wang Donglai is very strange. This needle hidden camera has been installed here for a while, but why has it never been launched? Is it remote-controlled? Only when Shen Jiaxue is exposed to the camera, the other party thinks it can hit 100% of the time.
when the button was pressed?
Or is it set so that the mechanism will only be triggered when Shen Jiaxue stands in front of the camera for three seconds?
Taking the miniature camera off the wall, Wang Donglai discovered that it was in the shape of a long cylinder with a wireless receiver on it.
When the camera is disassembled, there are six needles inside. The internal design is similar to that of a revolver. Once a thin needle is fired, the remaining needles will be automatically filled into the launcher and will continue to be on standby.
"I have to say that the killers in the secret are quite professional. I'm a little interested in playing with them." Wang Donglai thought to himself.
"How is it? Do you believe it now?" Wang Donglai glanced at Shen Jiaxue with a teasing look.
"Hmph! If you are a scoundrel with some skills, I will reluctantly let you be my bodyguard." Shen Jiaxue finally agreed reluctantly.
Just in case, Wang Donglai spent the rest of the time carefully checking the inside and outside of the villa. After making sure that there was nothing suspicious, he felt relieved.
"Follow me." Shen Jiaqi came to Wang Donglai, looked at his outfit, and said with a frown.
"Where to go?" Wang Donglai was a little confused and said lustfully: "The beautiful lady took the initiative to say hello to me. Does it mean that she is interested in me? Could it be that she was impressed by my vigorous and resolute behavior just now?"
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at Shen Jiaqi's slender and straight thighs, thinking: How cool would it be to be sandwiched between these beautiful legs?
"Help you choose some clothes that fit you." Shen Jiaqi was a bit unsmiling, speaking simply and clearly, and cherishing every word like gold.
"Why?" Wang Donglai continued to act stupid.
"What you're wearing is too shabby. Changing your clothes will make you look cleaner." Shen Jiaqi said lukewarmly.
Wang Donglai spread his hands, looking helpless.
He generally doesn't pay attention to beautiful women.
Following Shen Jiaqi to the garage, three luxury cars appeared in front of him, namely a yellow Lamborghini, a white BMW X6 and a cool red Maserati GC soft-top convertible.
Wang Donglai's eyes lit up as soon as he saw this flaming sports car. It wasn't its graceful flowing lines and expensive price. What really made Wang Donglai sigh was the woman Shen Jiaqi. This car cost 300
The sports car worth about 10,000 yuan seems to be tailor-made for her.
When Shen Jiaqi twisted her sexy buttocks and sat in the driver's seat, the car seemed to have a soul.
Set against the backdrop of the wild red Maserati GC, Shen Jiaqi's sexy lips, fair face, watery eyes, and slender thighs can definitely arouse the most primitive desires deep in the hearts of countless men.
But Wang Donglai is not an ordinary man, so Ren Shen Jiaqi is beautiful and flawless, and he is unshakable.
It was true that the Eight Winds could not move, because he was so shocked that he could not move forward, and to make matters worse, his little brother became furious without warning.
Do you know what it means to be furious? This can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
"Get in the car!" Shen Jiaqi said without looking back.
Wang Donglai remained unmoved, with one hand casually inserted into his trouser pocket and a deep expression on his face.
"What are you doing? Why don't you get in the car quickly?" Shen Jiaqi said impatiently.
Wang Donglai also wanted to get in the car. His expression was so deep and melancholy, but his heart was so contradictory.
Do you know why he put his hands in his pockets? Because he wanted to suppress his angry little brother with his fingers.
"The weather is nice today. Ouch, my stomach hurts..." Wang Donglai's acting talent is absolutely top-notch. He quickly squatted down and pretended to have a stomachache, then hunched his body and slowly climbed into the passenger seat.
After getting in the car, Wang Donglai took a look at Shen Jiaqi, but found that she didn't look at him from beginning to end, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Facts have proved that when facing Shen Jiaqi, Wang Donglai, who was as thick-skinned as a city wall, would still pretend to be a little embarrassed.
After starting the car, Shen Jiaqi stepped on the accelerator, and the red Maserati drove down the street like a bunch of wild horses.
Along the way, Shen Jiaqi didn't say anything and concentrated on driving. Wang Donglai looked left and right, as if he had never seen such a high-end car before. Then, after looking at it, his eyes fell on Shen Jiaqi's slender body.
On the snow-white, straight, round thighs.
Especially the dark and mysterious gap between the two slightly separated thighs, like an abyss, firmly attracted Wang Donglai's eyes, making him unable to extricate himself.
"You smell so good." The journey was a bit dull, and Wang Donglai was the first to start the conversation.
Shen Jiaqi frowned, but remained silent and continued to concentrate on driving.
"Do you usually have the habit of wearing perfume?"
"No." Shen Jiaqi answered briefly in two words.
"That's deodorant. Not many women have deodorant nowadays." As he said this, Wang Donglai turned sideways, facing Shen Jiaqi, and then naturally put the tip of his nose to her fragrant shoulder, revealing a
With an intoxicated look on her face, she said, "You smell so good, it smells like rosemary."
"Get out of the car!" As Shen Jiaqi's cold voice fell, the car squeaked to a stop.
"Are you angry?" Wang Donglai asked tentatively, thinking: This woman has a bit of a temper.
"We're here." Shen Jiaqi said expressionlessly, got out of the car and walked into a large brand clothing store called Gucci.
"She's not angry after smelling it like this? It means she's not disgusted with me. It's fun, hehe." Wang Donglai raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a playful smile.
Watching Shen Jiaqi enter the Gucci clothing store, she was soon surrounded by dozens of clothing shopping guides.
"A big brand is good, and the service is so enthusiastic." Wang Donglai thought to himself, and then he also walked in.
But what he didn't expect was that after Shen Jiaqi entered, the shopping guide was very enthusiastic. After he entered, the shopping guide was unhappy.
Because his dress is too shabby and rustic. As an international fashion brand Gucci, those who can enter their stores as shopping guides have received professional training. Needless to say, they have the ability to observe people's emotions.
As soon as Wang Donglai entered the store, everyone saw that he had no money in his pocket, because the cloth clothes and handmade trousers had no pockets at all, and the only place where money was hidden was how much money could be contained in the hand-sewn money bag?
This is what caused him to be ignored.
No way, Wang Donglai had to look at it himself, but after taking a look at the price above, his heart trembled suddenly, because the clothes here can easily cost thousands. How can he have so much money?
At this time, a female shopping guide seemed to have finally discovered Wang Donglai's existence and walked over with a smile on her face.