In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

This sexy female prisoner heard the sound of a small electric motor next door last night, and she was sore.

She had begged Brother Zhang for a year and couldn't get this thing, but the sexy fox next door beat her to it.

She must take revenge on Brother Zhang, who has always been known to be exposed to rain and dew.

The female prisoner who was walking quickly stopped and turned around to glare at the female prisoner who was causing trouble: "Is there a toilet in your little shabby house? Are you stupid after eating steamed buns? Or you should dig a hole in the chair and put your squatting Has the pit been converted into a toilet?”

"Isn't it a shame to worry about the master's heart every day for this little girl's life?"

In front of the woman, the female prisoner picked up a piece of plump foie gras, sandwiched it with freshly baked French bread slices, added half a spoonful of caviar, picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth.

The female prisoners in the prison were almost crying.

"What kind of class do you dare to criticize my French meal?"

The woman walked back to her large prison, which was thirty square meters wide. Once the door was closed, she was completely isolated from the world.

The warehouse has a projection screen, a computer, and an exquisite small refrigerator filled with all kinds of imported drinks. The curtains are still the agate green color favored by female prisoners.

These were all bought with the male correctional officer's salary...

If the salary is not enough, then advance it; if it is not enough, then be greedy...

My daughter-in-law wants to live more comfortably in prison, what's wrong?

If you don’t have enough money, what’s wrong with using power for personal gain and accepting bribes to satisfy your wife’s vanity?

Which man in the world doesn't treat his wife like this?

"Eat some too."

The female prisoner sat cross-legged on a leather sofa, taking off the meatballs on her head, eating slices of bread with one hand, and playing with the latest mobile phone with the other, surfing at high intensity.

The male guard was indeed a little hungry. He took a few sips of the bird's nest left by the female prisoners. It tasted quite good. This girl's problem of only recognizing brands must be changed.

"What are you looking at?" the male guard asked with a curled lip.

After finally having some time for two people, I still hold my mobile phone, which is really boring.

"Watching dramas." The female prisoner curled her lips. "Take the plate away after you're done, and ask the criminals outside to keep their noises down when they mop the floor. Don't disturb my sleep."

"I know." The male guard finished his breakfast and was about to leave with his plate in his arms.

"stop."

The female prisoner put down her cell phone, raised her face, pouted, and looked at the man as she had for decades.

Seeing this, the male guard grinned, moved over, and kissed the female prisoner on the mouth: "If you lose, you lose. We will fight again tonight. We have plenty of money, so we won't have to worry about anything."

The female prisoner, on the other hand, has no pride in succeeding in her evil scheme. She reaches out to her man to ask for money. Is there any need to use a honey trap?

He patted the 1.8-meter big bed and said, "How about some sleep?"

"It's broad daylight, it's inconvenient..." The male guard was a little shy. "Should we wait until night?"

"It's inconvenient for me at night." The female prisoner curled her lips. "I have a plan."

"Okay, I'll make an appointment with you when you're free one night." The male guard was very happy-go-lucky and helped the female prisoner close the curtains, turn off the lights, and light sandalwood before going out: "Good morning, wife, and good afternoon, See you tonight."

……

When Han Jiangxue woke up, Brother Zhang was missing, but there was movement in the kitchen.

Wrapped in a thin nightgown, she walked to the kitchen with her bare feet and glanced at Brother Zhang who was cooking: "What are you doing?"

"Foie gras, caviar, toast, and borscht." Brother Zhang was cooking borscht and glanced at Han Jiangxue, who was looking at his feet. "You want to catch a cold and infect me? Go put on your shoes."

Mr. Han put on his shoes dejectedly and hugged Brother Zhang's waist from behind: "Okay, Brother Zhang, are you so extravagant?"

"Didn't you say you're tired of eating beef noodles?" Brother Zhang curled his lips.

"I'm just going to get tired of saying it, but I won't get tired of it after I say it." Han Jiangxue wrapped her arms around Brother Zhang's waist and bit her lip. "I will eat whatever Brother Zhang does. If Brother Zhang doesn't do it, I will eat Brother Zhang."

"With your appetite, one bicep of mine can feed you for three days." Brother Zhang flicked his butt, sending Xuebao flying. "Hurry up and pack up for breakfast. A group of people are waiting for you outside."

"Who is waiting for me?" Han Jiangxue raised an eyebrow.

"How did I know?" Zhang Ruoyu pouted, still a little sour. "I just went out to take out the garbage. There were cars parked outside and people standing outside. The alley was almost blocked."

Han Jiangxue patted her head: "I remember, I want to see an old woman."

Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions, but he already had the answer in his heart.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Zhang Ruoyu asked tentatively.

"No need." Han Jiangxue said firmly. "I can't handle a little old lady?"

After saying that, he was afraid that Brother Zhang would hurt his self-esteem, so he said, "When I can't stand it anymore, I'll ask Brother Zhang to take action."

"Oh." Zhang Ruoyu nodded lightly. "Then you go early and come back early. We have an appointment with my aunt for dinner in the evening."

That little old lady was on an equal footing with Old Lady Han back then.

The two of them are both civilized and martial, and they are the best in Beijing.

If Mr. Han encounters a grandmother with this bloodline, he may not be able to reap the benefits, and he may even be suppressed by the bloodline.

Before Han Jiangxue finished her breakfast, she received a message.

Her expression changed suddenly, and she glanced at Brother Zhang hesitantly: "Brother Zhang, how about we come together?"

"Huh?" Zhang Ruoyu took a bite of the salty and fishy caviar, pretending to be used to the texture and taste, and shook the soy milk in his hand, feeling calm and relaxed.

"That woman is here too." Han Jiangxue frowned. "They don't follow martial ethics and want to close the door and beat me."