Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

After Song Qingcheng left An Ning downstairs, he ran directly to Box [-] on the second floor by himself, and he could hear the laughter and noise inside through the door of the box.

Damn Leng Jinyan!

She took a deep breath before reaching out and pushing open the door of the box.

As soon as the door was opened, Leng Jinyan, who was hugging left and right, was sitting among three scantily clad women.

Song Qingcheng squinted her eyes, and now she held the fruit knife in her hand and waved it before she had time to put it back in her bag.

She didn't speak, but went straight in, and sat on the sofa opposite Leng Jinyan with her legs crossed, her hands folded around her chest, and she greeted Leng Jin who was sitting in the middle with a half-smile in her eyes. Word.

The originally very fragrant atmosphere in the box turned cold in an instant...

Song Qingchengwu walked in with the fruit knife in his hand, sat with Erlang legs crossed opposite Leng Jinyan, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at Leng Jinyan opposite, "I will give you 98 points for today's scene, but I will not give you two points." You, you still have room for improvement. Come on, boy, my sister is optimistic about you."

"Yo, is it Lafite from [-]? It's a luxury." Song Qingcheng took a clean cup, poured a cup on his own, took a sip, licked his mouth twice, and looked at the opposite side who was holding a pair of cold glasses. His eyes looked at his coldness and said, "Sister still has something to do, let's start quickly, and the show is over after the performance."

"I never thought Miss Song would have such a special hobby!" Leng Jinyan sneered, speaking viciously.

Since she is so ignorant of good and bad, don't blame him for being merciless.

Song Qingcheng bent her lips and smiled, shining like a summer flower, "I didn't have it originally, but if my dear future husband has it, for our future happiness, I will naturally study it together. But, with all due respect, my dear, Your taste is really unflattering."

Ah.

To play poisonous tongue with her?Let's see how she plays with him to death!
"For example, this one," Song Qingcheng looked at the woman sitting on Leng Jinyan's left with a very dignified look while holding the red wine, her gaze fell on her chest, "This chest is covered with at least two catties of silica gel. I'm very curious, I said coldly, don't you feel your hand twitch when you touch it?"

A trace of interest flashed across Leng Jinyan's eyes, and his handsome face was still looking at Song Qingcheng icily.

Song Qingcheng couldn't control whether he was interested or perverted. After drinking a sip of red wine, he looked at the woman who was holding his arm tightly, wishing to pinch his arm between her big breasts, "This chin can be opened!" Red wine, right? You have to be careful, it doesn't matter if you stab yourself, but if you stab my dear fiance, I'm not a vegetarian with a knife. "

"you……"

Just as the woman was about to refute, Song Qingcheng had already turned to the last one, "Tsk tsk, tell me, did you come out of the same hospital? Look at this nose, my God, are you sure that when you kissed my dear fiance, it Won't it be an obstacle between you two?"

"Miss Song!" Before Leng Jinyan came, the depressed irritability in his heart was miraculously soothed by Song Qingcheng's comments, and she succeeded in pleasing him.

For a moment, Leng Jinyan even thought that maybe it would be nice to marry her.But this thought was suppressed by him in an instant, "Miss Song's comments are so logical, it's possible that you, Miss Song..."

Leng Jinyan looked at Song Qingcheng appreciatively.

"Yeah, how do you know? I was quite worried at first, afraid that you wouldn't be able to accept it?" Song Qingcheng blinked her eyes with a look of surprise, "But now I feel relieved. Anyway, the hospital I went to is worse than the hospital." I don't know how many times they are advanced, I don't say, most people can't see it, can they?"

After saying that, Song Qingcheng gave him a wink.

Leng Jinyan's face was so heavy that ink dripped out, what a eloquent woman!

Cut, can't take it anymore?

Song Qingcheng put down the red wine glass, and despised him from hair to toe.

"Song, Qing, Cheng!" Song Qingcheng's contempt aroused Leng Jinyan's anger again.

"What do you want me to do?" Song Qingcheng's phoenix eyes were bent into two crescent moons. With just a few words, she had already drunk three glasses of red wine, her cheeks were covered in pink, and her phoenix eyes were also moist. Like two black gems, they looked at Leng Jinyan without blinking.

Song Qingcheng held his chin in one hand, and subconsciously bit his lower lip, "Are you still acting? Not professional at all, not even basic professional ethics, bad review!"

Her lips were so red and moist, opening and closing, as if inviting him to taste it, Leng Jinyan's pupils shrank, and there was a strangeness in his sharp eyes that he didn't even notice, it was a wild wolf The strangeness will only appear when seeing prey, "It seems that Miss Song is very experienced."

"I can't talk about experience. Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig run?"