Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 285 Miss Republic of China is acting like a baby again (36)

Zhang Yanqing never knew that applying nail polish to a little girl was much more difficult than shooting a gun.

He acted cautiously, for fear that she would be dissatisfied.Don't look at the way you paint, frown and get angry for a while.

A person who is not even afraid of "death" is actually afraid of being angry with a 16-year-old girl.

Speaking out, I am afraid that people will laugh to death.

The clock in the living room rang quietly, and before you knew it, most of the time had passed.

Zhang Yanqing looked at the white soft feet in the palm of her hand.

The toes are bright red, delicate and cute.

He nodded in satisfaction, and was about to raise his eyes to ask the little girl if she was satisfied, but he saw the little girl tilting her head and falling asleep.

The white suspenders slid down her fragrant shoulders, and a large area of ​​white was exposed on her collarbone, which caught people's eyes.

"Wan Wan" he called her softly.

The girl closed her eyes, and the indifference on her face faded away, leaving only quiet and obedient.

Zhang Yanqing's Adam's apple twitched, she staggered her eyes, and stretched out her hand to hang the sling that had slipped off her shoulders again.

After waiting for a long time, the redness on the toes has dried up, only the fragrance of roses.

Zhang Yanqing kept kneeling on one knee all the time, looking at those white and slender toes, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The fragrance of roses lingers on the tip of the nose, slowly permeating towards the body, with softness and provocation.

As if he couldn't bear it any longer, he lowered his head, like a thief, kissing those bright red "fruits" secretly, not letting a single one go.

"Ugh." The sleeping girl also seemed to feel that her toes were wet and uncomfortable.

She twisted her body, but didn't open her eyes.

Zhang Yanqing's breathing was short, and she slowed down the movement of playing with those jade feet, but she still couldn't bear to withdraw her lips.

Touching her was like being poisoned.

In the empty living room, he curled his lips into a self-deprecating chuckle, his face full of confession.

Seeing that the girl was not about to wake up, he picked her up and took her back to the bedroom.

The curtains were not drawn, and the lights were not turned on.

In the darkness, he peeked at the face that thought about it day and night, stroked her eyebrows and eyes with his fingers, and touched her lips.

After watching it for a long time, I couldn't help it, and bent down to steal incense and jade.

The thin lips contained soft petals, and when she was about to pry them open, the girl suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him indifferently.

Perhaps after sleeping for a long time, his voice was slightly hoarse, as if with a hook.

"What is the Overseer doing?"

Zhang Yanqing was not embarrassed by being caught, he leaned on her body, earnestly saying every word, "Wan Wan, let's not break off the engagement, okay?"

He begged her humbly.

Jiang Wan looked at him for a while, then raised her hand to wipe away the wet marks on her lips with the back of her hand.

She bent her eyebrows and lips, and said two words harmlessly.

"not good."

After school on Monday, Luo Xinghe asked Jiang Wan to meet at a coffee shop near the school.

"Wan Wan" the young man's lips trembled, with a look of lingering fear, "Director Zhang, can't it really be your fiance?"

The girl sitting in front of him stirred the coffee and nodded indifferently, "Yes."

Luo Xinghe's heart was about to break.

This.
So how should he go after it?If I let his father know that he has bad thoughts about the warlord's fiancée, he will probably force him to stop this thought with a gun when he gets home.

The taste of this coffee is quite mellow, Jiang Wan took another sip before saying, "But the engagement has been broken."

Luo Xinghe's gloomy eyes lit up again, "Removed?"

Jiang Wan said "hmm", "It was the warlord who personally said that he would be released."

That's what he said, but Luo Xinghe felt that the warlord didn't mean it at all.

The last time he was in the small villa, he felt something was wrong.

This is especially true in Yanlu Mansion.

That crazy possessiveness will never allow this engagement to be dissolved.What's more, Luo Xinghe can also see that the warlord's love and desire for the girl in front of him is real, and it's not fake.

He got more headaches.

Looking at the time on the clock, Jiang Wan felt that it was almost time to go back.

"I'm going to the bathroom first."

Luo Xinghe nodded in a daze, not knowing if he heard it or not.

The girl walked to the end of the corridor with her schoolbag on her back, and when she turned the corner, the figure disappeared.

Luo Xinghe waited and waited for an hour, but he still hadn't let anyone out.

Is it uncomfortable?
He reached out and beckoned a waiter.

The waiter is a foreign girl, but Luo Xinghe is not inconvenient to communicate.He sent someone into the bathroom to babysit a girl for him.

After a while, the foreign girl came over with a strange expression.

She explained to the boy in a foreign language, "Sir, there is no one in the women's restroom."

Just as Zhang Yanqing hung up the phone of the military area in his hand, Zong Yu knocked on the door and came in.

He glanced, "What's the matter?"

"The young master of the Luo family is here, clamoring to see you."

When a lover sees a lover, he is the most jealous.

Zhang Yanqing sneered again and again, "Trouble him, I made a special trip to die."

Zong Yu, "."

"Let him in."

After a while, Luo Xinghe was brought into the governor's office by two guards.

When he came in, Zhang Yanqing was sitting on his office chair and cleaning his shoes and guns.Those cold eyes stared at him densely.

Luo Xinghe forgot to be afraid, and rushed to the man's table, panicking, "Supervisor, Jiang Wan is missing."

　Do a small survey of the horror plane, do you dare to watch it?The kind that fierce girls are afraid of?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)