Wu Ling looked at Qin Shaojie in disbelief. The severe pain from his broken finger made him sweat all over his head. He covered his fingers and sat down on the sofa.
"You...you." He was about to point at Qin Shaojie with his other hand, but when he saw Qin Shaojie's unkind eyes and felt the sharp pain on his finger, he quickly gave up the idea.
"Shaojie, don't be like this. Just get him away, otherwise he will cause trouble." Ai Xiaohui took Qin Shaojie's hand and said softly. Since Qin Shaojie had done everything, she had no intention of blaming Qin Shaojie.
Besides, she wasn't interested in Wu Ling at all. If he hadn't gone to school to pester her, she wouldn't have brought him home. If she wanted to blame him, just blame him for his own misfortune. Who told Qin Shaojie to come back at this time?
Woolen cloth.
"Well, it's really disappointing and it's wasting our time." Qin Shaojie shrugged, looked at Wu Ling and said, "Go away and don't appear in front of me again."
"You, I want to call the police. You are intentionally causing harm. I am a returned overseas Chinese and I have privileges." Wu Ling looked at Qin Shaojie and shouted. Only then did he remember that he still had status and privileges.
"Oh, you still dare to threaten me." When Qin Shaojie heard this, he didn't want to. He originally planned not to argue with Ya, but Ya still slapped her in the face. Privileges? Brother also has privileges, okay?
"Clers, see off the guests." Qin Shaojie said to Claires standing at the door.
Cleers was absolutely obedient to Qin Shaojie's words. Even if he was asked to jump from a building more than ten stories high, he would do it immediately, and he would not be able to fall to death anyway.
"You, what are you doing? Let me go." Wu Ling was held in Cleers' hands and began to struggle in a panic. But with his pretty face, how could he compare to Cleers' strength?
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of Cleers' hand holding the collar of his suit.
"Hey, over there." Qin Shaojie watched as Cleers carried Wu Ling and walked towards the window. He quickly pointed to the door and shouted.
Damn, does this guy often do this kind of thing? Why is he so skilled? He walked to the window without asking. Although he had privileges, he wouldn’t just dig someone out of the corner and send him to a dozen floors above.
Throw it down. Besides, his hoe doesn't work very well and he didn't dig it down at all.
Cleers looked at Qin Shaojie sheepishly and smiled, then turned around and came to the door. Then, he opened the door and waved his hand. He didn't care about Wu Ling's screams when he was thrown. He closed the door with a bang.
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"Well, Cleers, do you have any money on you?" Qin Shaojie suddenly asked.
"Money?" Cleers was stunned. He didn't understand why Qin Shaojie asked, but he still said, "No, I only have a credit card with me, but it seems that it can't be used in China."
"Oh, here you go." As he said that, Qin Shaojie took out his wallet, pulled out a few red hundred-dollar bills, and stuffed them directly into Cleers' hand.
"This... this, Mr. Qin, what are you doing?" Cleers was so moved that he almost cried. Before he did anything, he was given money. This master was so good that he would never follow.
You are the wrong person. You must follow him firmly from now on. Even if you ask me to die, I will resolutely do it.
"Well, Cleers, you go downstairs and wait for me for a while, I'll do something." Just when Cleers was moved to death, he heard Qin Shaojie say suddenly.
"Uh... uh, okay, okay, Mr. Qin." Cleers was stunned. He looked at Qin Shaojie, then at Ai Xiaohui, and he understood immediately.
"Mr. Qin, I'll be waiting for you downstairs." After saying that, Cleers opened the door, and then locked himself out with another bang.
"Hey, no one will bother you now, Xiaohui, you haven't told me yet, do you miss me?" Qin Shaojie chuckled twice, wrapped his arms around Ai Xiaohui's slender waist from behind, and put his lips close to Ai Xiaohui's ears.
, said softly.
Feeling that her ears were wrapped by the hot breath of Qin Shaojie's breath, a sour feeling suddenly spread throughout her body. Ai Xiaohui's cheeks turned red and she leaned directly into Qin Shaojie's arms. Qin Shaojie didn't think much, hugged Ai Xiaohui and did it.
on the sofa.
"My dear, why don't you speak?" Qin Shaojie asked softly when he saw Ai Xiaohui closing her eyes tightly.
"I, I, thought about it." Ai Xiaohui said softly, her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it. Otherwise, Qin Shaojie would have no idea what she was talking about because of his good hearing.
"I miss you too," Qin Shaojie said. "So, should we do something while it's still dark?"
"Do, do something?" Although Ai Xiaohui knew what Qin Shaojie wanted to do, she was embarrassed to say it.
"Hey, of course I want to do something I love." As he said that, amidst Ai Xiaohui's exclamations, Qin Shaojie picked up Ai Xiaohui and walked towards the bedroom.
Ai Xiaohui hugged Qin Shaojie's neck tightly, her face was as red as a ripe tomato, she was particularly charming.
It's not that she doesn't want to do what she loves to do. At first, she had close contact with Qin Shaojie because of an accident. At that time, she was confused and had no time to think about these things. But it's different now.
When Qin Shaojie told her tenderly in the office that she was his woman, her heart became confused.
For several nights in a row, I thought about the shameful things and the feeling of ecstasy, and it actually felt like eating the marrow and knowing the taste. I even quietly comforted myself, but the feeling was not as powerful as when Qin Shaojie went into battle.
Ai Xiaohui, why are you so wanton?
After comforting herself, Ai Xiaohui commented on herself like this.
But it's not her fault. After all, she is a new woman and she still loves the primitive movement of making people.
Many people say that it is abnormal for men not to be lustful. In fact, this is not an excuse for the hooligan behavior of the majority of male compatriots. This is a fact. Many times, women are more lustful than men.
Evidence shows that when a few good men get together, they talk about money and beautiful women’s thighs, but when a few best friends get together, they talk about how their husbands perform in bed.
How long can you hold on, or what postures you often use are more sharp topics.
And the reason why titles like gangster and prostitute are used on men is actually just a rule of modern society.
This is the 21st century, an era of patriarchy. Whether it is a national leader or a trafficker, men have the final say. This is not a feminist era, so women have become the weakest party.
"Ah." As Qin Shaojie raised his gun and went into battle, Ai Xiaohui first let out a scream of pain and excitement, and then moaned softly.
For a time, the garden was filled with spring scenery, but the beauty of it was not enough to be appreciated by outsiders.