Chapter: 100

The woman seemed to be angry and didn't say another word. When the man left, she drove a small BMW on the street to vent her emotions.

In the end, there was a car accident and the rescue failed.

At the end of the picture, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes, squeezed his swollen brows, felt a sense of unease in his heart, and said sisters, why bother, high-end seafood merchants often only need simple auction methods, and there are markets everywhere, why bother to buy with a man? Qi, it is a good thing for a man to have a few.

Also, it is impossible to marry an honest person, even in this lifetime.

As he thought about it, he suddenly realized what was wrong?

Why do I have such a strong sense of substitution for women? I am obviously a spearman.

A few seconds later, Zhang Yuanxing came to his senses. He was unknowingly influenced by high-quality women, his thoughts were more feminine, and he had a strong desire for money and material things in his heart.

And the "no smoking" that I blurted out just now was also influenced by the spirit body of the uncle.

After he initially stabilized his spirit, the fourth spirit body came over. This was a thin and handsome young man, who could easily be associated with words like "little milk dog".

"It's not worse than me. It's better to suck the spirit body of a man. It's safer and safer. If something like that happens, I'm on top."


He opened his mouth and sucked the spirit body of the little milk dog into his stomach.

.........

The harsh noise shakes the eardrums, and the full-color LED headlights rotate, creating dazzling light pollution.

Looking around, there are swaying figures and swaying heads, and there is still a pungent smell of smoke in the air.

This is a bar.

Zhang Yuanqing felt his body swaying uncontrollably. At the same time, he grabbed the wine glass on the deck and drank with his friends around him.

In the hearty emotional venting, in the empty joy intertwined with wine and dice, the little milk dog and his friends did not leave until two o'clock in the morning.

The two called an online car-hailing car and returned to the rental house. His muscular friend helped him open the bedroom door.

Although Zhang Yuanqing couldn't control his body, he had a clear consciousness. He noticed that the possessed person was drunk and had sudden pain in the blood vessels in his brain. He guessed that the person died of drinking too much, or died suddenly?

Just as he was guessing, the little puppy was thrown on the bed, and his friend helped him take off his shoes, his pants, cover him with a quilt, and wipe the sweat off his face with a wet tissue.

This friend can get along... Zhang Yuanqing said sincerely.

As soon as the idea came up, he found that his friend started to take off his clothes, lifted the quilt, and quickly stripped the little milk dog naked.

...... Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong.

At this time, he heard the little milk dog muttering in a daze:

"Husband~"

"Friend" pressed on the little milk dog's carcass, raised the Vaseline in his hand, and said with a mouth full of alcohol:

"Pick up your butt, I'll give you some oil!"

? ? ? There was a "boom" in Zhang Yuanqing's head, like five thunders hitting the top.

No! No! No!

You can't do this! can not be like this! ! JrNovels.com


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