Chapter 883

Huo Xiang was stunned and then laughed bitterly.

"Sorry."

He really regarded Wen Qing as Wen Mo's servant.

In fact, he didn't put forward this question at all, but his bitterness and unwillingness made him lose his temper.

Even though he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he still kept his demeanor and even felt guilty for his failure to speak. He looked in his eyes late and shook his head silently.

If there is no a Qing, she will definitely support him and Meijia together.

This kind of man who can take into account the roles of father, brother and friend will complement Meijia's childish character.

But people are far away from each other.

Ah Qing is one of his own. After all, Huo Xiang is an outsider. It's clear who to support.

The three people downstairs have already talked about other topics, but the two people upstairs have a little bit of trouble.

"Wen Qing, take off your trousers for me!" Zheng Meijia pushed him to the bed and raised her eyebrows. "I just want to see how you hurt. If you push and shove again, don't blame me for picking you up!"

Wen Qing rolled on the bed, leaned against the pillow, and cocked up her legs. The posture was very comfortable.

"Can't you tell me that I'm all right when my legs are up like this?"

Seeing that he was determined not to be examined, Zheng meijiading looked at him a few times. Suddenly, a hungry tiger fell on him, raised her head and caught his thin lip.

"It's up to you. It's a rare meeting. Don't waste your time!"

Wen Qing's face turned black. "That's what you're looking for?"

"Well, every time I see you, I want to sleep with you." Zheng Meijia even nodded and began to do it.

Smell green in the heart rises a strange feeling, thought of a word.

Green duckling

This idea made his face sink again and again. In the process of changing his face, Zheng Meijia had ridden on him, untied his belt and took off his trousers with extraordinary speed.

Wen Qing

What did he do in his last life?

However, before he refused, Zheng Meijia followed him with a cheering, "ha ha, I took off my pants! You... "

The voice stopped abruptly.

Wen Qing opened her eyes and saw that she was staring at the bandaged wound on her leg in a daze, and her eyes began to turn red.

The next second, her mouth sank.

Wen Qing timely warning, "if you dare to cry, I will go now."

She quickly wiped her face and then lowered her head.

"Sorry..."

Her guilty appearance, Wen Qing looked particularly eye-catching, silent for a moment, he disdained sneer, "now know to apologize? Why don't you have this self-knowledge when you leave? "

Zheng Meijia stopped talking and felt heavy.

This time, she has been shot. If she has been with Wen Qing, next time, next time, what cruel way will daddy deal with him?

…… Would you kill him?!

When she thought of this possibility, she was so creepy that she gave birth to the idea of retreating.

If you mix with her, it will kill him. She would rather give up.

She couldn't hide her mind. It was all written on her face. She could see it at a glance.

His eyes sank down, his hands pillow in the back of his head, "put away your guilt, your father did not have the next chance, besides, he did not dare to kill my courage."

Although the tone is almost ironic, he is trying to eliminate Zheng Meijia's concerns.

She was stunned, and then her eyes widened.

Yes, Wen Qing is brother Mo's man. How can daddy give him a hand at will!