The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

After 5 minutes, He Zheng reluctantly let go of his lips, kissed his forehead and finally his cheek fondly.

Fan Prison put his hands on He Zheng's shoulders, looked at the face of He Zheng who was close at hand with a little panting, a little dizzy, and his eyes were still foggy.

He swallowed, feeling that his mouth was not so hot.

"How do you work better than coconut milk?"

Fan Prison muttered, with a curious look on his face.

If this is Fan Xiao, then these words must be teasing, and Fang Fan Prison is a bit silly.

"Then I will kiss you if I eat spicy food from now on."

After thinking about it for a while, Fan Prison came up with such a sentence, with a serious face.

He Zheng didn't say anything, wondering if it was okay by default, and kissed the prisoner's lips.

"By the way, Ye Miao was covered in blood when she came back, what happened?"

Thinking of this, Fan Prison frowned, and his expression became serious.

He Zheng didn't know about this, and asked, "Is he injured?"

"No, it's just that he's not in good spirits. When he came back, he wasn't angry when I called him Little Princess Ye." Fan Prison finished speaking and lay back comfortably in He Zheng's arms.

He Zheng put his arms around the waist of the Vatican Prison and thought about it. He was not worried about Ye Miao's loss. After all, he knew Ye Miao's skills, but he didn't understand why someone would attack him when Ye Miao's identity was not revealed.

"I'll send someone to investigate."

The 49 opening behind the sofa.

Hearing 49's voice, he leaned on He Zheng's body and looked up, frowning and complaining, "Why are you still here?"

49 didn't say anything, and looked at Fan Prison with the eyes of a fool. After all, he was here all the time, and Fan Prison kissed He Zheng in front of him just now.

"Fuck! What the hell are you looking at?"

Brahma Prison got up excitedly from He Zheng, and rolled up his sleeves facing 49 behind the sofa, looking fierce.

He Zheng hurriedly stopped Fan Prison, not letting him seek death, after all, 49's combat effectiveness is not bad.

"Why the hell are you dragging me? He just despised me."

Fan Prison was so angry that he stepped over the sofa and wanted to clean up 49.

How could He Zheng let the Vatican Prison mess around, so he picked up the Vatican Prison and hurried upstairs.

"Let go of me, I'm fucking going to kill him."

The Vatican Prison who was carried upstairs cursed and slapped He Zheng on the back.

He Zheng didn't stop, and disappeared down the stairs carrying the Vatican Prison in no time.

49 When he couldn't see it, he took out his mobile phone and walked to the window, lit a cigarette and blew on the mobile phone.

He typed with one hand and asked Harman: What do you want to eat tonight?

Harman, who was standing at the door of Shen Yu's room, took out his mobile phone for text messages, and seeing that it was 49, he replied cutely: "It's all right, I will eat whatever you do."

Seeing this reply, the corners of 49's mouth curled up, even exhaling smoke with a smile, after all, Harman's cuteness rushed to his face.

He typed again and turned back: I will pick you up at eight o'clock.

Haman blushed slightly. Although this was not the first time, he was very happy every time 49 said he would come to pick him up.

"Look at your expression, is it 49?"

Ding Liang, who was standing next to Haman, teased that he had come to report the matter to Shen Yu, but now he fished at Haman's side when he had time.

Haman blushed subconsciously, and nodded, the sapphire earrings swayed gently, and the long hair was tied on the chest, looking like a well-behaved wife.

Ding Liang was stunned for a moment, and his face turned crimson.

Mr. Harman is indeed a beauty!She looks so good with a little blush.

Ding Liangyi who exclaimed didn't know that he was also blushing very cutely at this time, each of them had their own merits.

"Is there something on my face?"

Haman, who was stared at by Ding Liangyi, looked at Ding Liangyi suspiciously with his beautiful light golden pupils, and even touched his face.

"No, no, no, no."

Ding Liang quickly waved his hands, he just stared blankly.

If I were 49, I would definitely keep Mr. Harman at home and not let him go out, Ding Liang thought so in his heart.

No no no, what am I thinking? This is against the law.

Besides, if Han Yan shuts me down like this, I don't have to be afraid of death, I have to think differently.

Ding Liang immediately pulled back his reason, while Han Yan lay down with his gun.

"Is there really nothing?"

Haman didn't know that Ding Liang stared at him because he was good-looking, and he touched his face to confirm.

"Not really, really."

Ding Liang hurriedly gave an affirmative answer.

Haman looked suspicious but didn't say anything, looking down at the text message that 49 replied.

Ding Liang heaved a sigh of relief, and the corner of his mouth twitched the next second. He actually looked at other people's wives in a daze. What's the matter?

kindness?Mr. Harman seems to be going well with his man, so if you ask him about that matter, will he answer?

Ding Liang glanced at Haman suddenly, and after struggling for a while, he scratched his face and asked Haman in a low voice, "That Mr. Haman, what is it, does it hurt?"

"kindness?"

Haman, who was typing, looked up at Ding Liangyi, with an incomprehensible face and a look of incomprehension, and those big eyes were extremely clean.

As soon as Ding Liang met Haman's pure eyes, he felt like a great sinner. His forehead was sweating with his mouth closed, and he didn't know whether he should continue to ask.

"What hurts?"

Haman stared straight at Ding Liangyi with that innocent face.

Ding Liangyi was doing psychological construction at this time. He opened his mouth several times but still couldn't ask. Finally, he covered his hot face and said in shame, "It's all right."

Ah, Ding Liangyi, are you crazy? How can you ask Mr. Harman such a question? No matter how he looks at it, he doesn’t understand it!Man looking at a blank sheet of paper.

Ding Liang crazily scolded himself as a beast, and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

But he has no one to ask, and now Han Yan keeps approaching him, what should he do if he really gets to that point, in order not to die on the spot, he can only find out in advance.

Ding Liang covered his face and ears turned red, but Haman was still confused.

He looked at Ding Liangyi suspiciously, and asked himself in a daze, did I ask something wrong?