Twin Treasures From Heaven: Daddy Dotes on His Wife 1v1

Surveillance was taken out.

half an hour ago.

Marsh was reading alone in the bookstore with a book of historical records. A three or four-year-old girl walked by her. She looked watery and extremely beautiful. Behind her was a six- or seven-year-old boy. This little boy was The son of the mayor's wife.

The boy wrapped around the girl and kept talking, but the little girl seemed indifferent.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?" The boy's attitude was as domineering as his mother's.

"Hmph." The pretty little girl tossed her braids. She really hated this man, so she just ignored him.

The boy seemed to be annoyed. He took a few steps forward, grabbed the little girl's braid and pulled it hard. The little girl was hurt and cried.

"It's so noisy." Marsh put down his book, walked over, and pointed to the slogan on the wall, "'Don't make noise, didn't you see that?'"

The little girl was still crying, and Swamp looked at the girl indifferently, and said to the boy: "People don't want to talk to you, can't you see it?"

The boy looked at the swamp with disdain, "I want you to take care of it!"

Marsh frowned, and said to the crying little girl next to him, "Come here."

The girl didn't respond, and the swamp sighed helplessly, or why he didn't want to play with children, one by one, it was so childish.

He stretched out his hand to hold the crying little girl, and walked to another place. The boy chased him and wanted to hit the swamp. The swamp pushed the girl behind and kicked her, because he had been practicing taekwondo. Although the stature of the swamp was shorter than the boys A lot, but they won't lose at all in a fight.

Swamp's moves are well-organized, but after a few rounds, the boy became the defeat of Swamp. Seeing that Swamp won, the girl wiped the tears from her face, and with a sweet smile on her face, she clapped her hands in applause for Swamp.

At this time, the girl's mother appeared and called the girl over. Before leaving, the girl looked at the swamp reluctantly, her eyes were full of admiration.

Marsh didn't pay any attention to it, and still held the book calmly and began to read.

The boy took a deep breath, took off his watch from his hand, and when the swamp was not paying attention, he passed by the swamp and threw the watch into the pocket of the swamp...

The truth of the matter has come to light, Qin Ao stood there with a gloomy face, although the woman was exposed, but relying on her identity, she has no sense of shame.

Only Luo Qiqi started a nympho towards the swamp.

Swamp just now is simply too handsome!Too manly!Completely overturned his image of a cute little dumpling in her heart!If she was that little girl, she would love the swamp!
"Hmph, even so, I will pursue the matter of your son beating my son with you endlessly!" If you didn't steal, you didn't steal, but her son was really beaten, and the debt cannot be counted.

"Yes." Qin Ao nodded lightly, "I think so too."

Qin Ao made a phone call, and her district chief husband appeared in the VIP reception room of the shopping mall.

At first he thought it was some short-sighted woman who bullied his woman and son, but he rushed over aggressively, and was about to show off his might, but he didn't expect that this short-sighted woman would actually offend Qin Ao!
"Would you like to kneel or lie down? District Chief Liu chooses?" Qin Ao looked at District Chief Liu who was stunned at the door, and said calmly, his voice was low, but the meaning in his words was extremely perverted.

With a plop, without even having time to think about it, District Chief Liu fell to his knees trembling, and the arrogant woman suddenly turned pale, her knees softened, and she also knelt down.

Usually, she can act domineeringly on the basis of her status as the district mayor's wife, but in front of this man, her husband chose to kneel without hesitation. What is the identity of the person she provoked?The identity of the district chief's wife, which she was so proud of, was vulnerable at this moment.

Qin Ao stood condescendingly in front of the two kneeling on the ground, his body exuded the majesty that can only be ignored by a superior.

"Yes...I'm sorry..." The woman apologized tremblingly.

Qin Ao said indifferently, "I don't like to hear people apologize."

District Chief Liu trembled his shoulders, he knew Qin Ao's temper, pleading?I'm afraid it will die faster.

"The watch on my son's body is 400 million yuan. I can't think of a mere district chief. It's quite lucrative." Qin Ao said lightly, putting his hands in his trousers pockets, raised one foot, and stepped on the head of District Chief Liu. on the shoulders.

Elegant, gentleman, but like a devil.

Regardless of the two begging for mercy, Qin Ao waved gently with a cold smile on his lips, and a row of cold-faced men in black and sunglasses walked in outside the door.

Qin Ao only ordered one word, "Hit."

The screams of pain came again and again, and District Chief Liu didn't even dare to protect himself, he could only be beaten passively from the beginning to the end, the woman next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and rushed forward to block his man, the fists were still indiscriminate fall.

The two were finally thrown out with bruised noses and swollen faces.

Luo Qiqi watched with trepidation, thinking of her perverse and presumptuous behavior in front of Qin Ao, she felt terrified.

The next day, all the media headlines in city A were dominated by the headlines of the district chief of Jing'an District in the city center who accepted bribes, filled his own pockets, and was corrupted.

From being pulled down to being imprisoned, the inspection agency in City A was very efficient this time, but it took only three days.

Whoever Qin Ao wanted to die had to die.

That night, when he returned home, Marsh probably had too many things going on in Luo Tian, ​​so he lay in Luo Qiqi's arms after taking a bath, and fell asleep in a short while.

Put the swamp on the bed, fold the quilt and tuck it in carefully.

Luo Qiqi walked to the window and began to think about Luo Tian's affairs.

Qi Sen was her good friend in high school. Although there was an episode where she sued Luo and was rejected, the relationship between the two has always been good. It was not until after graduating from high school that the two lost contact.

Calculated according to the time, the two hadn't seen each other for six years, why did Qi Sen say it was five years?

And according to what he said, the last time we met was her, Murong Minglei, and Qi Sen having dinner together, but why, she didn't remember this incident?

The strangest thing is that Murong Minglei only met after she left the country. It is impossible for Qi Sen to meet Murong Minglei. Did Qi Sen remember wrongly, or did she make a mistake?
In doubt, the door creaked behind him, and Qin Ao walked in.Glancing at Marsh on the bed, "Sleeping?"

Luo Qiqi turned around and nodded.

"I have something to tell you." Qin Ao frowned, as if a little unhappy.

Perhaps because she felt that Qin Ao was speaking too loudly and was afraid of waking up the swamp, Luo Qiqi hurriedly stretched out her finger to her mouth, booed, and signaled Qin Ao to keep her voice down, and said angrily, "Let's go out and talk."

Qin Ao's eyebrows became more and more dissatisfied. After Luo Qiqi finished speaking, she walked out the door. When she passed by Qin Ao, a pair of strong and slender men's arms suddenly stretched out, walked around from behind, and surrounded Luo Qi Qi's neck.

The pleasant scent of ambergris from Qin Ao's body burst into his nose, Luo Qiqi frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when Qin Ao walked back, Luo Qiqi leaned into Qin Ao's arms with her back facing her.

Luo Qiqi lost her mind for a moment, she wanted to push him away, because what appeared in her mind was the appearance of Li Weiwei, she felt an inexplicable sense of guilt, as if she was being a mistress.

The lower jaw was slightly lowered, pressing on Luo Qiqi's collarbone, her lips were pressed against Luo Qiqi's earlobe, her voice was deliberately lowered, with a different kind of charm, "Just say it here."

"say what?"

"Say, who is that man today?"