After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Is there any difference between her kissing him and him kissing her? ?

Qiao Yu's face was extremely hot, but in her mind, she couldn't help but think of the doctor's words.

Dr. Zhao said: "Your husband was here just now. I think he is quite arrogant, so I can't say much. You also saw the wound on his arm. It was too deep. I said he might be slightly disabled in the future. I'm not kidding." Yes. Even if the wound recovers in the future, it is best not to lift heavy objects again for a year. The muscles and bones of his arm are indeed injured and will take a long time to heal."

A person who was so proud when he was cold, even when he was poor, he was always proud.

If his right arm is really disabled in the future, or it becomes awkward to move...

Qiao Yu suddenly felt distressed.

She slowly raised her head and hugged his neck, with a faint wet red at the end of her eyes.

I wanted to say sorry, but then I remembered those three words he just said he didn't want to hear.

Bao Hanshi gently touched the corners of her reddish eyes with his left fingertips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you crying? If you don't want to, I won't kiss you. Just hold her for a while, okay?"

The voice just fell.

Qiao Yu hugged his neck tightly and took the initiative to kiss him. She carefully avoided his injured right arm and knelt down between his legs. Her hands gradually changed from hugging his neck to holding his face. .

She was on top, and he was on the bottom. Her long hair was flowing down due to her movements. Her hair was of good quality and had big waves.

He stretched out his hand to pull up the long hair and moved it to the back of her head. In his palm, the long hair had the texture of a fine silk.

Qiao Yu was very jerky, and when she kissed him, her teeth would occasionally hit his lips.

It hurt a little, but the pain made the kiss more profound in the senses. He stroked her long hair behind her ears, and touched her earlobes and soft neck with his thin, calloused fingertips.

This kiss was initiated by Qiao Yu, but at the end of the kiss, Bo Hanshi was aroused and he held the back of her neck and deepened the kiss.

After kissing for who knows how long, he panted slightly against her ear: "Yuyu, do you still want me to continue?"

If you continue to kiss, it will become more than just kissing.

……

There was a lot of sensuality in the floating bar.

Jiang Wan ordered the most expensive dragon set!

An Jingcheng, who was sitting next to her, picked up one of the golden cocktails in the Shenlong Set, took a sip, and frowned: "It tastes just like that. Sure enough, I'm not the one who was taken advantage of. You'll pay for it later. You want what you want." !Don’t get fucking drunk and pretend to be dead so that I pay the bill!”

Jiang Wan swung a glass of pink cocktail and glared at him with disgust, "If you were more generous, maybe I would be willing to make a couple with you!"

This An Jingcheng is pretty good-looking. Although he is not as amazing as Brother Hanshi, he can still be called a handsome guy in terms of appearance!

It’s just that she doesn’t look down on one of them!

She remembered one time when she was buying shoes in a mall and met Qiao Yu. When Qiao Yu paid for the bill, the black card he swiped was most likely Brother Hanshi's secondary card. As a woman, who doesn't want to be held in the palm of her hand? Pampered?

But everyone is worthy, except Qiao Yu!

She caused Brother Han Shi to be imprisoned for three years. Whether it was herself or the Qiao family in Xizhou, family wealth had nothing to do with innocence!

How does she deserve...

Thinking of that bitch Qiao Yu, Jiang Wan drank the cocktail in one gulp!

An Jingcheng glared: "Damn it, a cocktail worth [-] to [-] yuan, you drank it in one gulp like Erguotou?"

"Otherwise? Isn't wine just for drying?"

"Wild boars can't eat fine chaff, and that's you."

Jiang Wan stared back at him, "Who are you talking about wild boar? Your whole family is wild boar!"

An Jingcheng sat in the booth and glanced at the dance floor. He was not very interested and said, "The quality of the girls here tonight is really bad."

They didn't even bother to strike up a conversation, and the quality was so poor that he didn't even want to give them a spot on WeChat.

He stood up and said, "I'm leaving. You can drink slowly by yourself!"

Jiang Wan reminded him, "You pay for that bottle of whiskey yourself!"

"Look at how stingy you are!"

"If my brother really brings that prostitute back from Qingcheng, my life will be difficult in the future. Tonight's Shenlong set is my last carnival."

An Jingcheng gave her a sympathetic look, walked to the bar and was about to pay, when he touched his pants pockets and found they were empty.

"No, where is my wallet? Have you seen it?"

Jiang Wan shook her legs, "How do I know where your wallet is? If you can't find it, just adjust the surveillance!"

"Damn, I'm so annoyed. My ID card and credit card are all in there. I'll go find the manager to help me adjust the monitoring first."

While An Jingcheng went to find the manager, he muttered: "Fortunately there is surveillance, otherwise I wouldn't be able to find him for three days."

Jiang Wan smiled at the excitement and was taking a sip of the golden cocktail. Suddenly, as if he remembered something in hindsight, he was stunned.

"monitor……"

She looked up sharply, looking for the camera on the ceiling.

Can this kind of surveillance really capture people clearly without any blind spots?

A year ago, in that old and small nursing home...she didn't know if she was photographed!

But a year has passed since this happened. Since Brother Hanshi and the others didn't confront her, they must have not noticed it. But if it was captured, how long can such surveillance video in public places be kept?

Jiang Wan's heart was shaking violently, and a chill spread across his back.

She stretched out her hand and wiped her face vigorously, reviewing it over and over in her mind——

No, that nursing home in the suburbs was old and old, and there probably weren't many cameras. She had an argument with Wen Qing over there in the woods. There was absolutely no surveillance over there!

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief again.

After a while, An Jingcheng came back after finding his wallet and cursed: "Damn you, how dare you steal my wallet! Fortunately, there is surveillance, so I caught him!"

He had a lot of cash in his wallet. He was probably targeted by a thief when he was at the bar just now.

Jiang Wan didn't want to listen to what he said, so she asked, "Tell me, how long can the surveillance videos of these bars, shopping malls, and roads be kept at most?"

At that time, she was driving out of the nursing home. The surveillance on the nearby road must have captured her license plate number.

But no one should go to the traffic police brigade to check this. After all, what if her license plate number is found? Even so, it doesn't prove that she is the murderer.

Moreover, Ye Qinghe and Wen Qing's families were feuding families. I'm afraid even Bao Hanshi himself would think that the accident was caused by Ye Qinghe's impulse.

Ye Qinghe was mentally abnormal. Seeing the enemy who killed her husband in the past, it was not surprising that he was so stimulated that he did anything.

An Jingcheng was stunned for a moment: "How did I know? Why do you suddenly ask this? What, have you done something wrong?"

"Who...who did something wrong! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh, you're not doing anything wrong. Why are you asking this? Miss Jiang, I can see that you are really free! Let's go!"

After An Jingcheng left, Jiang Wan drank the Shenlong Tao in one gulp, picked up her phone and searched -

“How long can surveillance videos in public places be kept?”

There is a clear answer below: "At most half a year, usually three months."

It's been a year...it should be fine!

Jiang Wan let out a deep breath, and the panic she felt just now disappeared without a trace. She ran into the dance floor on high heels, and casually pulled a handsome guy to dance.

The heavy metal music in her ears made her more and more excited.

She shouted in the loud noise: "So what if I did it! Qiao Yu! Go to hell!"

Who has any evidence?

They can't do anything to her!

Wen Qing is Qiao Yu's mother, she deserves to die!

She helped Ye Qinghe get rid of his enemies and avenged Brother Hanshi for those three years in prison. Not only did she do nothing wrong, she also did a great deed!