My magic stick is going to heaven!

Wen Changlang's nose was ashamed, and he stood resentfully for a while, then turned his eyes and looked at the police officers in the public office behind.

However, this time he found that there were no beautiful female police officers looking for him. Everyone lowered their heads, as if they were very busy. It was strange. Last time when he came, a bunch of police officers surrounded him. .Could it be that his charm has really declined?

Touching his face, Wen Changlang was very distressed, there were no acne or wrinkles!

Wen Changlang was very puzzled, so he swayed in front of them, and then swayed back, but he caught a glimpse of them, looking straight at them, with a serious look, and it turned out to be Shang Yanzhou's younger brother. Learned to go.

While Wen Changlang shook his head and sighed, he went to the door of the superintendent's office and sat down straight away. Although the entire police station ignored him, Wen Changlang was as thick-skinned as a city wall and could not harass him. For others, he can only continue to harass the elegant beauty.

Button button!Even when Wen Changlang knocked on the door, he said with a careless force: "Master Governor, you don't want to know, what did I see today? It must be good for you to solve the case. You don't have to pay for the young master, just forget it. He even shut the young master out, I will sue the young master..."

boom!

The door behind Wen Changlang opened suddenly. Due to inertia and lack of defense, Wen Changlang made such a muffled bang, and the back of Wen Changlang's head came into intimate contact with the floor.

"Ah! It hurts! Mmm..."

Wen Changlang covered the back of his head in pain, curled up on the ground, his lips were whitened by his teeth, and he seemed to be in great pain.

Shang Yanzhou's eyebrows moved slightly like jade, and an extremely gentle smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face. He slowly squatted down, looked down at the Wen corridor, and uttered a sentence in a sinister tone:

"Did you get hurt? If I didn't get hurt, then I'd be unhappy again."

The teeth on Wen Changlang's face grinned for a moment, and then he hooked his legs. While turning his heels, he closed the door. At the same time as the door closed, Wen Changlang also bent down and bit the spot directly. The light color is soft.

Shang Yanzhou's pupils tightened, feeling the heat from his lips, his heart slowly contracted, and his deep eyes, which were usually calm, now had some unknown meanings, growing and growing.

Wen Changlang has always done as he pleases, without thinking about everything, and just leaning in if he wants to kiss, so naturally he ate a handful of tofu with confidence.

Smash it twice, Wen Changlang has something to say:

"Master Governor, you are really soft, it's really exciting to bite."

Shang Yanzhou curled his lips coldly and said, "Really?"

As soon as the words fell, Shang Yanzhou turned over and pressed Wen Changlang under him with absolute strength. At this time, he stripped off his elegant coat, and his whole body was sharp, with a strong sense of oppression and The sharp eyes hit Wen Changlang directly.

Afterwards, Wen Changlang tasted what it means to be self-inflicted and unable to live...

"Well……!!!"

The inner wall of the mouth was stirred back and forth by a touch of ice cold, extremely lingering, intertwined breaths filled the tip of the nose, and Wen Changlang smelled the faint fragrance of bamboo again, lingering on the tip of the nose, lingering, and at this moment Shang Yanzhou was like The tight entanglement like a violent storm left him no place to retreat.

I don't know when, what was supposed to be a joking game has turned into an extremely lingering game.