Help! The beautiful host is acting like a love brain

After Jing Minggui finished talking to Jiajia, he immediately hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Jing Minggui immediately went to drive.

The secretary called him and told Jing Minggui that An Chuci had not returned to the hotel.

Jing Minggui asked his secretary to go directly. First, he called the police, then asked his bodyguards to search the area, and then checked the surveillance cameras to see what was going on. He checked suspicious vehicles and found the person who took An Chuci away.

Jing Minggui drove very fast along the way. Fortunately, it was night, there were not many cars, and the road was not blocked. Jing Minggui was stuck on the speeding high-voltage line and rushed to An Chuci's side, just shy of running a red light.

On An Chuci's side, An Chuci was lying unconscious in the back seat.

After Jing Minggui hung up the phone, the people in the driver's seat and the passenger seat breathed a sigh of relief, but they also heard Jing Minggui's words.

Both of them glanced back at An Chuci, who was still unconscious. The co-pilot hesitated: "That person just now... was Jing Minggui?"

The person in the driver's seat rolled his eyes when he heard this and said, "Isn't this nonsense? Who else could it be but Jing Minggui?"

The co-pilot frowned and said, "So, Jing Minggui had a quarrel with this person?"

The man in the driver's seat also frowned, "I don't know, maybe it's a couple's interest... Ouch, why do you care about this? Let's go, let's go, we're in a hurry."

The co-pilot said hurriedly: "Oh, okay, let's go."

The light inside the car was relatively dim, and neither of them noticed that An Chuci, who was in the back seat of the car, slowly opened his eyes.

Qingfeng quietly came out, flew behind An Chuci, and stuffed a few tissues into the hemp rope that tied An Chuci's hands, "These two are really, don't you know that you have thin skin and tender flesh? Such a rough rope , my wrists are all red..."

An Chu smiled and said: "Are you kidding? They are kidnappers. This is not filming. They definitely don't care whether I have tender skin or tender flesh. Of course, the thicker the rope, the better, and the tighter the rope. The tighter the better.”

Qingfeng didn't care about this and muttered: "The two of them must not have a partner, so they won't feel sorry for anyone."

An Chuci smiled helplessly and moved his wrist, patting Qingfeng's head.

Qingfeng separated the hemp rope at An Chuci's wrist, and then flew back to An Chuci and said: "I have found out that the husband of the makeup artist today is the boss who kidnapped you. This is what the bad guy is looking for. Kidnapper."

The bad guy in Qingfeng's mouth is An Chulan's secret admirer.

An Chuci didn't even bother to remember his name.

But this matter was actually related to the makeup artist, which was beyond An Chuci's expectation.

An Chuci originally thought it was just a coincidence, but now it seems that it doesn't look like a coincidence.

An Chuci asked: "Does this have anything to do with the makeup artist?"

Qingfeng said: "The makeup artist didn't know about this, but it has something to do with her husband. Her husband is actually not a good person. He is a gangster, and he is also the boss of a small place."

An Chuci nodded, "Since she doesn't know, I won't do anything to her. But... is her husband the one who attacked the original owner in the original plot?"

Qingfeng nodded, "It's him. In the original plot, this little boss was friends with the secret admirer, and the secret admirer asked this little boss to do this. This little boss can sit in this position because of his dirty Dirty means. Doesn’t that makeup artist have a psychological shadow on the couple’s life? This is because the father of the little boss had the makeup artist’s mother killed in the wheel in front of the makeup artist when he was young. So the makeup artist had a physical fear of men before, and was also afraid and disgusted with sex."

An Chuci gritted his teeth when he heard those two words.

Therefore, An Chuci does sometimes dislike some men.

They don't have any other abilities except the thing underneath, so all they can do to a woman is relying on the thing underneath.

I really don’t understand how someone can have something that doesn’t deserve to be called a human being.

An Chuci looked at the two people sitting in front of him with cold eyes, and asked: "What about him? What did this little boss do?"

Qingfeng said: "In order to get a makeup artist, this little boss specially found a hypnotist abroad. He has made the makeup artist forget the memory of his childhood, so he can marry the makeup artist. But the psychological shadow of the makeup artist for so many years is not If you forget that memory, it will disappear. The makeup artist still subconsciously resists married life. After a year of marriage, every time the two of them want to have sex, the makeup artist always trembles and breaks out in cold sweats. In severe cases, she will be so frightened that she loses consciousness. Qing, this little boss felt that it was very disruptive to the mood, so he never finished it. Recently, the little boss seems to be a little anxious, and he wants to force the bow regardless of the overlord. "

An Chuci snorted and said: "The overlord forced himself on me? Who gave him the qualifications? Since they have not had sex after a year of marriage, this is the opportunity God gave to the makeup artist. The two divorced, and the makeup artist You can still meet good people later.”

What are the good things about men? Although there are not only bad men in the world, bad men are everywhere.

If makeup artists are afraid of men, what’s wrong with women?

It just so happens that this world is a good world. The makeup artist can find another partner and there is no need to fall into the hands of this scumbag.

Qingfeng also felt that what An Chuci said made sense, so he nodded and said, "I also think that the makeup artist doesn't look like a bad person. It's best to get out of the sea of ​​misery as soon as possible."

An Chuci glanced at the two people in front of him and said, "None of them can escape tonight."

Qingfeng used his little black hand to fan An Chuci while flattering him: "The host is wise, the host is mighty!"

An Chuci glanced at Qingfeng and said, "When you called me, I suddenly realized, how long has it been since you called me host? It's getting more and more unruly. Our pure host system relationship has been ruined by you." It’s become a father-son relationship.”

Qingfeng: "?? What, what kind of father-son relationship? Don't take advantage of me!"

An Chuci smiled and said: "Who took advantage of you? Do you think I said you are my family, what kind of family are you? You don't think you are my brother, do you? Qingfeng, you figure it out for yourself, how can we both be together?" There is a difference of more than 200,000 years. If you want to be my brother at this age, it is absolutely impossible. Letting you be my son already allows you to take advantage of me. Otherwise, you would have to call me ancestor!"

Qingfeng: "???"

"Then, then father and son..." Qingfeng anxiously counted on his fingers and found that the age difference between the two was really not a little bit different. He hesitated, and finally looked at An Chuci's joking eyes, softly Da Da said: "...Father and son, it's not that they can't do it..."

An Chuci teased Qingfeng, laughing so hard that his eyes rolled up.