The evil life of Jia Erhu

Jia Erhu said with a smile: “I always thought that in this business, they pay more attention to logical reasoning and factual judgment.

Not to mention Ding Min's wealthy background, even the uniform she wore was enough to prove that there was an insurmountable gap between her and me.

Then there is Ye Feng, whom I have always admired. He is only 30 years old, and he actually became the captain of the security brigade. He must be a relatively clear-minded person. Why are you so jealous of me? "

Duan Hong said: "It is said that men only love beauty and not the country. When a woman goes crazy, she is even more desperate for her life than a man.

Just tell me, I never thought in my life that I would be with a prisoner released from a labor camp. "

Jia Erhu smiled and said: "We are different. We are working underground together. If Ding Min marries me, it will be a fantasy.

Just like you, if you haven't married Sun Zhiming yet, and I put Sun Zhiming and me in front of you, would you choose me if you took the wrong medicine? "

"It's hard to say!" Duan Hong said very seriously: "We women often have brain short-circuit and make stupid mistakes. Sometimes it is more serious than taking the wrong medicine."

Jia Erhu asked deliberately: "According to what you say, can I still have a role with Ding Min?"

Duan Hong said: "A fierce woman is afraid of being entangled for a long time. The better the family conditions, the more arrogant a woman is, the more men around her will stay away from her, and the fewer people will dare to pursue her.

If you want to cut the knot quickly, don't look at her being so cold and cold, just kill her in three strokes. I don't think she will have any other choice. "

"I'll go!" Jia Erhu said: "Your idea is to sentence me to a fixed-term prison sentence of more than three years and less than ten years?"

Duan Hong smiled and said: "You are a smart person, do you think my analysis of Ding Min's life situation and psychology is wrong?

You taste, you fine taste! "

Jia Erhu smiled and said: "Now I just want to taste you!"

"Pull it down, what's your name? You're just devouring it, you can't wait!"

Jia Erhu asked: "You don't like it?"

Duan Hong blurted out: "That's weird!"

When Duan Hong drove into the community, Jia Erhu looked at the name of the community and recited: "The best kindness is like water."

Duan Hong was a little proud: "This is the most high-end community in downtown Haicheng. Your future father-in-law lives in the Haina Baichuan community on the outskirts of the city. There are only a few multi-story buildings there, and the rest are villas."

"My father-in-law..." Jia Erhu suddenly understood that she was talking about Ding Xiaotian: "Stop making trouble, there is no way between me and Ding Min!"

Generally, in a high-end community, there are very few people coming in and out, and cars drive directly to the basement. Everyone is usually busy with their own affairs, and there is almost no time to wander around the community.

The more low-end the community, the more culturally populated it is, with young women walking their dogs and mothers-in-law taking care of their children chatting endlessly.

When I walked into Shangshan Ruoshui Community, if I didn't know it, I thought it wasn't open yet.

Duan Hong told Jia Erhu that the people living here are either rich or noble.

Of course, there are no truly high-ranking officials or rich people.

Executives keep a low profile and usually live in compounds, while wealthy people live in villas on the outskirts of the city.

Most of the people here are senior white-collar workers from private companies, department and department-level cadres from various departments in the city, and there are also some small bosses who are quite powerful but not well-known in the company.

There are also some rich people who buy houses here just to hide their beautiful women.

"You know," Duan Hong also said, "Li Ting, the current director of your KTV, also lives here."

Jia Erhu was a little surprised, but not surprised.

He knew that the house might have been sold by Dongfang Daxing, but Dongfang Daxing refused to admit that he had had a relationship with Li Ting, and he felt more and more that this was a honey trap for him.

Thinking that Gong Wenxia was his father's wife no matter what, and that Dongfang Daxing was actually going to cuckold him despite having a relationship with her. Jia Erhu wished he could call Tu Yalan over now and cuckold him properly. Dongfang Daxing puts it on.

After the car stopped in the basement, Jia Erhu followed her and took the elevator upstairs.

Duan Hong's house has a password lock. When opening the door, Duan Hong recited the password and pressed the numbers, deliberately telling Jia Erhu the password.

After the door opened, Duan Hong went in first and was waiting for Jia Erhu to enter and close the door. However, Jia Erhu closed the door with his backhand, hugged her and kissed her.

Duan Hong staggered back a few steps and said to Jia Erhu: "You can watch TV first or play on the computer. I'm going to take a bath."

Jia Erhu said: "What should I wash with when it smells delicious?"

Duan Hong said with a smile: "The first thing I do when I come in is take a shower. I'm used to it. I feel uncomfortable if I don't take a shower."

"Then I'll wash it with you?"

"It's okay," Duan Hong said charmingly: "You like the scent of my body, and I like the smell of sweat on your body!

Be good, watch TV or play on your mobile phone. The WIFI password is on the set-top box. "

Jia Erhu let go of her and sat on the sofa. Duan Hong walked to the master bedroom. Among the many bras and shorts, she picked a set of lace and transparent bras and thongs. She walked to the bathroom and took a good bath. Put on some makeup.

It is normal for Duan Hong to take a shower inside the house. She only puts on makeup when going out. For Jia Erhu, this is the first time she puts on makeup after taking a shower.

In front of the mirror, after posing a few seductive poses with self-appreciation, she also deliberately put on high heels that are rarely worn, and her figure suddenly appeared taller and straighter.

Duan Hong walked to the living room, stood in front of Jia Erhu, pinched Jia Erhu's chin with her slender fingers and said, "Let's get started!"

The bright red bra and thong made her already fair skin even whiter.

Especially the transparent bra and thong, coupled with the covered and uncovered edges, immediately made Jia Erhu's blood boil.

Jia Erhu stood up and didn't kiss her directly. He bit her on her red face.

Duan Hong hissed, reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you want to bite me, I'll bite you later on, but don't bite your face. How can I go out to meet people if you ask me later?"

Only then did Jia Erhu kiss her, pick her up at the same time, and walk directly to the master bedroom.

Duan Hong suddenly felt like a wedding night.

She and Sun Zhiming got married here. On the wedding day, some of Sun Zhiming's colleagues and bad friends insisted on asking Sun Zhiming to carry Duan Hong into the master bedroom.

I don’t know if Sun Zhiming was really shy at that time, or if he was being prudent, or if he felt that he was a six-door person and couldn’t go too far.

No matter what the fuss was about, and Duan Hong was looking forward to it, Sun Zhiming just didn't carry her into the bridal chamber.

From then on, even if Sun Zhiming wanted to hug him, Duan Hong would never give him a chance.

It was different from being carried into the master bedroom by Jia Erhu.

After all, this was her own home, and it was easy to think of everything that happened here with Sun Zhiming. When compared with Jia Erhu, Sun Zhiming suddenly felt really boring.

After Jia Erhu carried her into the master bedroom, a large oil painting-quality wedding photo beside the bed immediately attracted Jia Erhu.

Duan Hong is really beautiful in her wedding dress, and Sun Zhiming is also a bit handsome, not as oily as he is now, especially his triangular eyes are much more obvious than in the photos.

"How's it going?" Duan Hong suddenly put a leg on Jia Erhu's shoulder, made an upright split, and asked: "Looking at the wedding photos of other people's couples and playing with their wives, isn't it special? interesting?"

Jia Erhu knew that in addition to being sultry, Duan Hong also had a heart for revenge against Sun Zhiming, and all this was exactly what Jia Erhu needed.

Jia Erhu threw her down on the bed and told her with practical actions whether he was interested or not!