Chapter 452

Although I am old and old, I think I look like a fairy. I always feel that someone wants to do something to me.

After struggling for a long time, I still opened the door of the room. I looked inside and immediately closed the door. What did I see just now?

There is a long legged man half lying on the sofa, and he is surrounded by several cool girls, one of whom is lying on his body, one by one undoing the buttons of his shirt.

He laughed blandly: "Why are you still worried about me? I'll wash my hands. "

Then he stood up and I grabbed the corner of his coat and said, "why do you want to go back and continue?"

He massaged me well, then wrapped it in plastic wrap: "it's OK after a rest."

"If I see you and other men so close, but turn around and go, you guess you are angry?"

I looked at him very depressed: "don't tell me it's you who are angry now."

It's so lame. Who caught a traitor like me?

I am dumb, a head of the lawsuit looking at him.

"You dare say you don't think so?"

"How do you know what I think?"

"I also saw my wife for the first time and saw my husband surrounded by women, but I muttered in my heart how to do it and would not give up."

"It's the first time I've ever seen someone steal food outside."

"I want to make out with those pretty girls, and I need to crush you to death?" His hand is light, but his mouth is not forgiving.

Every time he massaged the injured area for me, it was so painful that I cried out: "do you want to crush me to make out with those beautiful girls?"

"Hold on a minute." As soon as he spoke, the pain came as his hand fell over my ankle.

He took me to a splendid hall and asked someone to bring the medicine box. Then he rubbed the green medicine oil on my swollen and shining ankle.

I move around on him, but he holds me tight.

He was willing to pay attention to me, but I got up and beat him on the chest with my fist: "put me down, I don't want you to care!"

I had a bad attitude, but he reached for me.

Seriously, I'm about to explode with jealousy.

"Bitter meat stratagem, it's all bitter meat stratagem! Your brilliant wife is not calculating you all the time I was half dead in pain. Seeing his beautiful face so close to me, I had to think of the way that the woman had attacked him just now.

"How?" He finally paid attention to me.

I heard his footsteps close to me, squatted in front of me, reached out and touched my feet.

I squatted down in pain and touched my ankle, as if it was a little swollen.

He stood under a tree and turned to me. I don't know if he could see me grinning in pain so far away. But in fact, I was really in pain.

"I twisted my foot. I can't walk. It hurts!" I cried out loud, and sang Qi stopped.

He still walked forward quickly and ignored me at all.

Really can't keep up, then angrily yelled: "Sang Qi, what do you want?"

When I got to the empty garden, he was walking fast, but I was lame and walking slowly.

poor me, I was lame and limping behind him. I seldom felt so passive.

When I was still in a daze, he had already walked in front of me.

I was tongue tied when he asked me this question. I don't know how to answer it.

He seems to be more angry than I am. There are more than a dozen women around him, but not me. What's the matter with him?

It's not like the atmosphere of catching traitors. How can it be justified.

I was not ready to complain with sangqi, but he stood in front of me with a cold smile: "did my smart wife guess that I was playing tricks, or did she specially give me a chance?"

How did he get out? Isn't that gentle?

I turned around and saw that sang Qi had come out of the room with great strides.

I took the man's arm and stood up. Just as I wanted to tell him to let him help me back to the door of the room, I heard the footsteps behind me.

Go to rest? If we go to have a rest, my sang Qi and the girl will have children.

The man who brought me in just now came to help me: "are you all right, Mrs. sang? I'll help you to the hall to have a rest."

I'm really unlucky. I caught the traitor and twisted my foot.

As soon as I stumbled, I almost fell down, and the cold sweat of foot pain immediately came out.

In the afternoon, I went to Gu Yu's home directly from the company, so I didn't have time to change my flat shoes.

Maybe I was too excited. I turned around and didn't stand firm. I twisted my feet in high heels.

Forget it, if you lose, you lose. No matter what, I can't watch my mulberry flag kiss other women.

His grandmother's claws, uncle can't bear, aunt can't bear.I took two steps and the soles of my feet were glued to the floor.

When I turned around, I caught a glimpse of Sang Qi holding the girl's chin in one hand. The tip of their nose was opposite the tip of their nose. They were just about to kiss each other.

That's what I thought and I did. I turned around and left.

It's cool and I win.

I know. I should turn around and slam the door.

If I go in now, I'll lose.

I feel like my blood is boiling in my veins. It's going to explode.

It's really easy to use. I'm going to be pissed off.

But the method is not afraid of the old, easy to use.

Sangqi is so stingy, and it also uses such a rustic method.

Is it because I helped sang Shixi speak at the meeting today that he intentionally let me see this scene.

Why?

When I came here just now, someone came in to inform me, so sang Qi knew that I had come, but still let me see the scene, so he did it on purpose.

Sang Qi asked Nan Huaijin to tell me and let me come to meet him.

I admire my calm analysis at this moment.

I was about to enter when I pushed the door, and suddenly reason took over my brain again.

I don't know if sang Qi intentionally let me see this scene. It's very easy for me to lose my mind in a very short period of time. If I have a knife in my hand at the moment, I'll have to fight head-on.

I felt my blood rush from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

Nusan was drunk, and the woman I thought he was holding was not his shirt.

There's a man in sangqi, and all the others are women.

I immediately opened the door again, and sure enough, it was sang Qi. I read it right.

Isn't that sangqi?

Why does that long legged guy look so familiar?

Wow, it's so fragrant, but I think there's something wrong with it.

I angrily let go, watching his tall figure disappear at the end of the corridor.

Sangqi is so childish, kindergarten children will play tricks to make me angry.

But the problem is I'm really angry.