737: C737 Suffering Comes to an End?

C737 Suffering Comes to an End?

Well, yeah, that's what he likes to show off! He had many ways to show off. It was very easy for him to crush a girl from a small Media College.

However, compared to those second-generation rich kids who were just showing off, he still had a lot of qualities. Maintaining a low profile was the main thing, showing off was secondary.

Jiang Zhao was sitting in Qin Feiyan's car. When he saw Xia Qian get out of the car, He would just call her Qin Feiyan. They knew each other. Qin Feiyan said, "Brother. Just let me do this one time. Just sit in the car and don't come out. It's also to give me face. You come out and get involved. If you make it difficult for me, Sister-in-law won't be able to live a good life either. "

He had promised Qin Feiyan that he would sit in the car. High-grade cars were unlike ordinary cars that could roughly see the people inside. The people outside looked into the window and could only see their own reflection. However, he leaned back and saw what was happening outside the window.

He saw Ye Er's pair of shoes when he got down. He had bought those shoes for her. He liked to buy her some deep colors. He felt that he did not really like the color and style of the shoes, even though she looked good in them. Secondly, He was ten years older than her. Because of work. It was impossible for him to be like Feiyan, who was bright and beautiful all day long. His work environment was that he had to wear clothes with a calm color as the main theme. The only thing that changed the most was the tie.

If he made her bright and sunny, but he himself wore a steady and heavy dress, how could it be a good match?

In the past, when she said that an old cow ate tender grass, he would never admit it.

Since he could not flaunt, then he would make her into a mature autumn. Actually, it was very troublesome to buy her things. Those women's things were really dazzling. He thought that she would look good in everything she wore. Two pairs of black light high heels were placed there. He clearly wanted to choose a pair of ordinary ones, but in the end, he still chose that pair of alligator leather tattoos. Like her, she was a bit wild in her bones.

Actually, he liked her wildness.

There were only three pairs of shoes in Haicheng. It was not cold yet. She didn't like to wear stockings when she wore light shoes. Today, her pants were thin and her feet touched the ground. He saw the tattoo on her feet. He had asked her about it. What is that? She said it was Persian chrysanthemum, and she liked it.

The ground beneath his feet suddenly shrank back. Was he trying to hide? Could she hide?

He took out his phone habitually and only wanted to make a phone call. However, when he saw that the driver in the front row was still sitting there, he lightly smacked his lips and leaned against the chair to make himself seem like he had nothing to do. He took out Ye Er's number, clicked on the envelope's icon, and began to make a text. "You're itching, right?"

He tapped his finger there and hesitated for a moment. His thick long eyelashes rested on his stomach for a while before he opened his eyes again. He glanced at the driver in front of him and lowered his head to look at the phone screen. His face was gloomy, but the message was, "My good wife, what are you doing? Did you miss me? "

The one who sent the message trembled. Goosebumps also spread out like bamboo shoots after a rain. It was too disgusting. In the room. On the bed, he whispered coaxing. That kind of emotion was completely different from what it was now. It was the first time she had sent such disgusting messages. The message showed that it had been sent successfully. Jiang Zhao looked at his phone's hand in disgust. "PIA," the other hand said. He took a picture of it, rejecting his vile behavior. In his heart, he cursed, "Who told you to be despicable? I call you disgusting. I call you mushy!"

When Ye Er flipped through the tissue in her bag to wipe the blood on her forehead, her phone rang with a "Ding Dong. "

As she used the paper to touch the wound on her forehead, she took out her phone. Her hands were covered in blood and her bag and phone were all red. However, she was not very afraid. It was more terrifying outside.

The last time Jiang Zhao had a nosebleed, she was scared to death.

So my bleeding can be so calm?

She swiped open the screen and looked at the content of the message. The corner of her mouth twitched, and her heart felt like it was flying into the sky. Oh my god, husband, husband. . . You, you. . . Are you expressing your love to me?

The bitterness comes to an end?

Winter comes to spring?

He was so excited that he wanted to call back. Just as he was about to make a move, he felt that it was not good. Sending messages was so romantic. Even his husband was beginning to be romantic. How damaging would the atmosphere be if she made this call?

No, no, no. Even if she wanted to call, she had to pretend to be reserved, "Hubby, I'm about to reach the university town. I've been thinking about you the whole time. I've been thinking about you even when I'm walking. "

He sent a text message. He held his phone under his chin and smiled foolishly. How could he care about how intense the battle outside was?

There weren't many cars on this new road to begin with. Even if two cars collided, it wouldn't cause a traffic jam.

Qin Feiyan placed his hand on the hood of his car and sat on it. He looked at Xia Qian with disdain. He twitched his mouth from time to time as if he saw a pile of shit. He wrinkled his nose and said, "Hey, cement. Do you know the traffic law?"

"I know. I scored 99 points in the written test. " Xia Qian imitated Qin Feiyan and started to model her car. However, her car was a little slanted. She could only sit from the side to the front and cover it. She raised her chin and tried to be as arrogant as possible.

The two of them chatted like they were chatting. They smiled and said, "Your car is not straight. You don't know how to look?"

"Of course I know how to look, but I think it's because your car is not straight. " Xia Qian learned to be a broadcast host. She often had to adapt to changes according to the situation. But every time she attended such a class, the teacher would want to learn from the old man in ancient times and take out a ruler to knock her head. Because she always could not say it and twisted it.

"Oh?" Qin Feiyan's red phoenix eyes were very beautiful. At this time, he took off his glasses and looked very charming.

Xia Qian looked at Qin Feiyan's appearance and her lust rose again. When she thought about how he was a victim, she sighed and felt that it was a pity. She said calmly, "I sat in the car and felt that my car was straight. I sat in the car and saw that your car was not straight. "2

Qin Feiyan held his glasses in one hand and his other hand was still on the hood of the car. He had to think about it. This woman could not reason at all. To think that he still wanted her to apologize. "Alright. He called the traffic police and asked them to deal with it. Asking you to get 99 points again is still correct because the reason why you got the last point wrong is related to how this car is considered straight. "

"Traffic police?" Xia Qian knew that there was a problem with her skills. When Qin Feiyan first mentioned the director of the Traffic Bureau, she was actually a little panicked. Although she knew that her sister was there to protect her, there was no need to be afraid. But she was still afraid of causing trouble for her sister. "You can't even talk about a woman, so you only know how to look for the traffic police. What a joke, I forgot. You're just a small fry. I definitely need help. Then, is the Director of the Transportation Bureau the General Manager behind you?"

Dan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and they shone with a ruthless light. At this moment, he once again put on his glasses, "Ah, cement. "

Qin Feiyan stood up. It was a pink wind. The man in the suit lifted his collar and walked slowly towards Xia Qian. Xia Qian smiled. "Handsome man. "

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