Meng A, he is pretending to be good and deceiving President Shu again

It is not an exaggeration, Zheng Huailu never suffered such a serious injury when he went to fight in Syria.

Although he usually behaves a bit more well-behaved, but he shouldn't be the one below!

But Shu Xing obviously didn't think so.

Zheng Huailu laughed angrily.

Seeing this, the flames in Shu Xing's body were boiling even more, his rationality was on the verge of collapse, and he spit out some words so naturally: "You are so beautiful."

Zheng Huailu raised her eyebrows, with an unspeakable sharpness under the light, "How beautiful is it?"

Shu Xing was serious: "Very." After a pause, "You are the most beautiful I have ever seen."

Zheng Huailu has heard countless compliments, but this is the only one that sticks to his heart.

"Brother Shu..." Zheng Huailu said, bending his knees, just touching between Shu Xing's legs. With such a simple movement, Shu Xing suddenly sank, as if caught in a gentle web, his arms It barely lasted.

"Brother Shu." Zheng Huailu continued to call, a certain long-suppressed horror emerged from his eyes, and then spread silently.

"Huh?" Shu Xing shook his head, vaguely.

"Don't you want me? Come on."

With a seductive tone, Shu Xing's eyes immediately turned red, and without thinking about it, he leaned over and kissed Zheng Huailu. The invisible lead was suddenly ignited, and Shu Xing's reason was completely crushed by the aroma of sandalwood, and all his perception quickly retreated, leaving only Looking at the person in front of him, with him as the center, Shu Xing sinks unconsciously.

However, before sinking to the bottom, Shu Xing was stumped...

He couldn't get on Zheng Huailu.

The situation at the moment is very embarrassing, Shu Xing raised his neck, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of tender water color, he wanted it very much, but in the final analysis, that unstoppable impulse was not from Zheng Huailu, but wanted Zheng Huailu Heron to him...

This is unscientific. Shu Xing still had time to come up with such an idea when he was breathing. He thought it was over. If he thought that his attributes had changed for a long time, then Huailu would definitely not be able to do it...

Zheng Huailu may have the ability to read minds, but his eyes are vicious in vain.

At this time, the positions of him and Shu Xing had been reversed, Shu Xing's clothes were stripped clean like bamboo shoots, and then Zheng Huailu personally proved to Shu Xing whether he could do it or not!

If this is not possible...God probably will send thunder.

For three days in a row, Feng Sheng couldn't get in touch with anyone, and finally got through once. A slightly familiar but annoyed male voice came from over there: "Get out!"

Feng Sheng was so scared that he almost dropped his phone.

Aunt Sun rang the doorbell, but no one responded. She still has two days of wages to pay!

Fang Zhan wanted to open the door but didn't dare, he didn't find Shu Xing in the lobby that night, he guessed that this person had gone upstairs, but he bumped into Dong Changsheng whose face was covered in blood and panicked like he had seen a ghost, Fang Zhan Zhan didn't realize it at the time, mainly because he racked his brains and didn't think that anyone who participated in the banquet could beat Dong Changsheng like this!

Dong Changsheng was about to leave, but Fang Zhan grabbed him subconsciously, feeling that Shu Xing's whereabouts were inseparable from this person, and asked, "Mr. Dong, have you seen Shu Xing?"

Dong Changsheng pointed to the upstairs, indicating that he was in the room, and then, without waiting for Fang Zhan to ask again, he broke free and ran fast!

Dong Changsheng is a person with evil spirits. In the superstitious words of the older generation, ghosts can be suppressed. Fang Zhan’s grandma believed in ghosts and gods. Although Fang Zhan didn’t believe in ghosts, she respected them. Seeing Dong Changsheng like this, For a while, I was dreaming.

Fang Zhan leaned on the stairs and looked up, suddenly felt that the ceiling reflected by the lights became blood-colored mottled... So he "died before leaving the teacher", and after a while, he pulled a friend up, but there was nothing, but as soon as he approached In Room 007, the indescribable movement shocked Fang Zhan.

What the hell!

Fang Zhan didn't have time to be sad and angry, and immediately dragged his friend down, but the friend reluctantly followed his pace, very puzzled: "Didn't you come up to find someone?"

"No more!"

Fang Zhan realized it later, and soon became uncomfortable. There was a Zheng Huailu sleeping in the house. If Shu Xing was there... Needless to say, the more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged. Don't be too prepared, otherwise I'm sorry for the love that has leaked out since college!

But when the next morning, no one came out.

These two are very strong.

Fang Zhan was inexplicably embarrassed, thinking about saying the same thing tonight.

So another morning.

Fang Zhan: "..."

Another morning: "..."

Don't you fucking? !

Fang Zhan and Shu Xing have the same brain circuit, thinking that Zheng Huailu is the one below!Tall is useless!Who is a vixen!But having said that, Shu Xing's physical strength is a bit awesome... Fang Zhan substituted it, and immediately shuddered.

The liking for Shu Xing... seems to have diminished by a little bit.

But if he is with Shu Xing, he must be the one above!Fang Zhan thought so.

"Mr. Fang, the door is open!" When the waiter came to report, Fang Zhan was eating lunch. Hearing that the tableware was thrown away, he rushed upstairs, and then bumped into a person at the stairs.

Hazy blue hair, slender and beautiful figure, the top two buttons of the shirt are unbuttoned, and the whole person reveals an almost glowing heel heel!

Zheng Huailu?

Fang Zhan's mind was stuck, and he blurted out: "You can still stand up? You..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Zheng Huailu holding another in his arms, wrapped tightly with a coat, but a small part was exposed Fang Zhan can still recognize Shu Xing at a glance.

Then the problem is coming.

Why is Zheng Huailu standing while Shu Xing is asleep?

Men's inherent cognition of up and down is very hard to change. Fang Zhan didn't understand it for a long time, until Zheng Huailu passed by with a man in his arms, walking steadily, he suddenly realized it, and then became a sculpture, motionless.

shit ah...

Fang Zhan's world view is not subverted at this moment, it is called smashing.

Zheng Huailu was in good spirits and in a better mood, and drove Shu Xing all the way home smoothly, washed at the villa, took care of Shu Xing to lie down, looked at the man's slightly frowning eyebrows, overflowing with deep fatigue, Zheng Huailu With happy eyes, she leaned over and pressed a kiss on his forehead, with a playful tone, "Brother Shu!"

Naturally, Shu Xing couldn't hear it.

Zheng Huailu hummed a song and went to the kitchen to pick vegetables and cook porridge. The pickles pickled last time can also be eaten. I must be very happy when Brother Shu wakes up.

Just after finishing the preparations, the doorbell rang, and Zheng Huailu took off her apron and went to open the door.

Because of the hundreds of dollars, Aunt Sun has a ferocious face, and she is carrying a little fat man by her side. He is about six or seven years old.

When Aunt Sun saw Zheng Huailu, her aura inexplicably restrained, she shrank her neck and laughed along with her: "Mr. Zheng is at home?"

"What's the matter?" Zheng Huailu asked.

Aunt Sun hurriedly said: "It's just that I still have two days' salary, 600 yuan, and Mr. Shu won't let me do it. See if you can..."

"Wait." Zheng Huailu closed the door and came out with a wallet in a short time. Aunt Sun stretched her neck to take a look, but Zheng Huailu was too tall.

"Here you are." Zheng Huailu took out 600 yuan.

In fact, Aunt Sun reported high, but when he saw Zheng Huailu being so straightforward, he was immediately fascinated, "Well, I still have something in it, let me take it." Rich people have a lot of everything, and Aunt Sun dare not The obvious ones are some kitchen and bathroom supplies, shampoo, soap, etc. She brought a special bag here today.

Zheng Huailu had no intention of letting her in: "How much is it?"

Aunt Sun was dumbfounded by the question, she didn't dare to say too much, she made a hasty calculation in her heart, and stretched out two fingers: "Two, 200 yuan."

Zheng Huailu drew another two hundred for her: "Is it settled this time?"

"It's clear." Aunt Sun nodded, but she regretted why she didn't ask for more.

Just when Aunt Sun was about to leave with her grandson, the little fat man suddenly pointed to Zheng Huailu's wallet and said, "I want that!"

It turned out that there was a little thing hanging on Zheng Huailu's wallet, which was a pink lucky cat. Of course, he didn't have a girlish heart. Shu Xing hung it up as a joke once. Zheng Huailu naturally wouldn't pick it up, and usually put it in the middle layer. It fell out when I took out the money just now.

Seeing Aunt Sun not leaving, Zheng Huailu said coldly, "Is there anything else?"

"That..." Aunt Sun pointed to the Lucky Cat: "My grandson likes it."

Zheng Huailu didn't understand this person's brain circuit: "What does your grandson like me have to do with it?"

"Give it to me!" The little fat man suddenly yelled: "Little bastard, eat soft food! People who lost their ancestors! Will you give it to me?!"

It can be seen that Aunt Sun often said that about Zheng Huailu.

Zheng Huailu laughed instead of anger when he heard the words, and then said to Aunt Sun very sincerely: "Your grandson has a pretty good mouth."

That scalp-tingling feeling came again, and Aunt Sun grabbed the little grandson and forcibly took him away from the villa area amidst the child's cries.

Zheng Huailu went back to the living room and called the security guard at the door, telling them to rush out when they saw Aunt Sun and not to bring her in.

After Zheng Huailu hung up the phone, he noticed a cold gaze falling on him, turned his head, and saw Shu Xing standing at the stairs on the second floor.

Mr. Shu's hair was messy, he didn't wear glasses, his face was bright and cold, and he was wrapped in a white nightgown. Such an appearance was so powerful that Zheng Huailu's perverted self-control couldn't resist. The small tent propped up.

This deeply stimulated Shu Xing.

Thinking of the non-human days in the past few days, no matter how much he begged Zheng Huailu to be indifferent, Mr. Shu got angry from his heart, grabbed the handrail and rushed downstairs, it seemed that he would give Zheng Huailu a thousand miles away. Punch in the face.

However, Zheng Huailu's "masterpiece" is still there. Shu Xing's physical strength is only enough for him to cross two steps, and his legs will be weak at the next step. Unsteady in stature, he strode up in the end, holding the person in his arms.

Shu Xing was really pissed off, so he slapped Zheng Huailu on the neck, but when he heard the muffled groan, he couldn't slap him harshly.

Someone in Zheng Zheng didn't know what to do: "Brother Shu, get to the point."

court death!

Zheng Huailu saw blood on his neck, neat tooth marks, pain for a while, and then he was very happy, Shu Xing was carried back to the bedroom by him, stubbornly wanted to give the young man another look, but the bed was too soft, sinking too much. quick.

How do you say that?Beauty can disintegrate a person's will.