His Wife Calls The Shots

When the words fell, she stepped out.

Cang Ze focused more and more, and his eyes fell on her thigh under her short skirt, and there was a large blush of purple.

Qian Mi understood it, and had no intention of teasing Cang Zeyue, and was not ready to force him.

She said to Fengxian: "I will send her back."

Feng Xian nodded, knowing that he was not suitable to be present.

Beside, Cang Zeyue had already lit a cigarette.

When he met Fengxian's eyes, he knew what he needed, so he told him the whole story.

"I won't take the case this year, and you know why." Cang Select slowly exhaled blue smoke and white mist, his eyes darkened.

Of course Fengxian knew about this matter, among their friends, they all knew about it.

Inside the car, Lu Wanyu was changing clothes.

She was not used to wearing such a lady's clothes and was uncomfortable. After taking it off, she finally relaxed a lot.

Ahead, Qian Miao was driving.

"Really gave up?"

Lu Wanyu lay on the back seat and let out a weak "um".

Just now, it was really her limit, she hadn't been so low-pitched.

Moreover, I don't like to force people.

"That's it. The more Cang Ze refuses to pick up, we will find his opponent. Does he have a opponent?"

Qian Mian went around a corner, her red lips raised: "Yes, but I have retired last month."

After a pause, she said again: "Don't worry, since I promised you to take Lu back, I will definitely do it. Although Cang Zeyue is the first candidate, it is not the only one. With him, the efficiency will be higher. It’s not impossible to lose him."

Lu Wanyu was pleased, and a head popped out from behind: "So, someone in your heart already chose?"

Lu Wanyu was in a good mood: "Oh, I cried for so long just now, and I'm hungry. Your car should be parked on the side of the road. I'll go shopping."

"Let's go together." Qianmiao parked the car to the parking space on the street.

The two turned their gazes on those streets to eat.

Although it didn't take long for him to eat, it didn't affect Qian's appetite.

People who know her joked that she has two stomachs, one for three meals and one for snacks.

Now, it's snack time.

After eating, the two drove to the base in the suburbs.

This night, the two plan to spend the night at the base.

At nine o'clock, Qian Miao returned to the room to take a shower. When he came out, it took ten minutes to send a task to the black chicken.

That is a list of gifts, bought for Fengxian.

He gave her a gift, and she should go back.

However, a second after the news was sent, she suddenly withdrew.

After thinking for a while, she put her phone aside and turned on the TV to watch.

It happens to be the time for the night news.

Recently, the Supervision Bureau has received an anonymous report. The information contains a large number of XX building materials company’s fraudulent and shoddy sufficient evidence. The relevant departments have been involved in the investigation. The public suspects that the evidence this time is still the work of the hacker hunt. , I highly praised TA and became a hero. Hacker hunt first appeared in the 2.15 migrant workers dragging money incident two years ago. It was the hacker hunt who used network technology to help the masses find the big boss who absconded with the money in a short time... …

Qian Mian Guan Ling Shi.

She picked up the phone and sent a message out——

Did you do something good again?

Van: Have you seen the news? Hahaha, they are all you...

Next time I leave some clues, I don't want to swallow your credit, I will be condemned.

Fan: It doesn't matter, I am happy.

Qian Mian did not return.

The next second, the other party sent another message——

Fan: I heard that you participated in the chemistry competition, and the recommended places will definitely be won. Brother is waiting for you at Beijing University!

No, not necessarily there.

Fan: (surprised), are you going to study abroad?

No, it is also possible to go to Wucheng.

Fan: Wucheng is far from home, are you sure you want to go?

Qian Mian remembered the agreement with a certain Kuchu, and looked at these words again, for a time, still had no fixed number in his heart.

Until then, it's still uncertain.