The two boats fell in love [entertainment]

The blade of the fruit knife was sharp and shone with a frosty light.

Qiao Jin's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help taking half a step back.

Gan Dachun had a faint smile, his eyes were as dark as muddy sewage: "Weilun, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

Qiao Jin squeezed the phone tightly, his palms sweating, and said as calmly as possible: "The toilet in the bathroom is broken, I'll use the public one when I come out."

Gan Dachun has a strong body, and through his slumped and fat shoulders, Qiao Jin caught a glimpse of Miao Qiong's ruthless face, as if he had seen a ghost.

Miao Qiong wrapped her nightgown tightly, wondering: "...is it really Wei Lun?"

Gan Dachun didn't answer, but stared at Qiao Jin coldly with cloudy eyes like a poisonous snake, his nostrils expanded, his panting gradually became more serious, and his face was trembling incessantly.

Qiao Jin took another half step back. At this moment, Gan Dachun couldn't bear it anymore, reached the critical point of anger, raised his arm and swung his knife to strike!

Qiao Jin's pupils constricted, he dodged, and the blade narrowly missed his shoulder!

One blow failed, and the knife struck again. Qiao Jin dropped the phone, caught Gan Dachun's arm with both hands, and clamped it tightly. The distance between the blade and his face was less than ten centimeters!

With blue veins on Qiao Jin's forehead, cold sweat instantly wet his back, and he roared, "Are you crazy?!"

Gan Dachun's face was red, his eyes were fierce, his jagged teeth moved up and down, and his tone could not hide his hatred: "Wei Lun, go to hell!"

Gan Dachun's wrist sank, and the blade approached Qiao Jin's nose!

On the line of life and death, Qiao Jin swung him hard, jumped one meter away, jumped to the living room in two steps, grabbed the sofa pillow in a panic and threw it at the rushing Gan Dachun, let go of his voice and shouted: "Everyone wake up!" Wake up! Gan Dachun is crazy! He is going to kill someone!!"

With such a cry, Gan Dachun's face became more ferocious.Miao Qiong finally came to her senses, and rushed out of the room with messy clothes: "Gan Dachun!"

Gan Dachun didn't listen to his lover's words, he was full of hatred, blood and brain, and he couldn't do without venting.He looks chubby, but his hands are very vigorous, especially those hands that are first-class in cooking. They are used to holding knives, and when they swing, they are cold and full of murderous intent.

Qiao Jin was secretly startled, and had no time to think about anything else except Zhou Xuan's escape.

Miao Qiong was angry, anxious and panicked: "Gan Dachun! Stop!"

The living room was so noisy, Wu Shixuan was woken up first, pulled on the slippers, opened the door sleepily, poked her head out: "What are you doing?"

After seeing the scene of you chasing each other and murderous intent in the living room, she suddenly widened her eyes, and immediately closed the door with a "bang" and locked it.

Survival instinct is understandable.

She patted her cheek, frantically found her mobile phone, called the chief director, and it rang for a while before she was connected.

The sweet dream was interrupted by the ringtone, and the director's tone was slightly displeased: "Shixuan?"

Wu Shixuan: "Something happened to the director! The chef wants to kill Wei Lun!"

director:"?!!!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Geng, who had always been a sound sleeper, was also woken up. He walked out of the bedroom like a walking dead, looked at the living room like a life and death thriller with a dazed expression, and suspected that he was dreaming.It wasn't until Qiao Jin called him that Zhang Geng realized that instead of hiding like Wu Shixuan, he picked up a thin-bodied porcelain bottle and threw it at Gan Dachun.

Gan Dachun raises his arm to block—crash! !

The fragments scattered all over the place, and Miao Qiong let out a scream.But Gan Dachun didn't stop. At this moment, he seemed to have been blinded by hatred. The more others resisted, the more excited he was, with a ferocious expression like a ghost.

Zhang Geng didn't expect Gan Dachun, who is usually honest and honest, to slash people with a knife like a monster, so he cursed "fuck" and opened his throat: "Gan Dachun, are you crazy?!"

Gan Dachun panted, and stared at Qiao Jin viciously, "Don't fucking run away."

Qiao Jin was also exhausted enough, thinking, if you don't run away, let you cut it?

Miao Qiong was a little afraid of Gan Dachun at this time, she supported the door frame and asked in a trembling voice: "Gan Dachun, are you really going to kill someone?"

Gan Dachun roared: "I'm not fucking for you!"

Miao Qiong only felt the chill spread all over her body, and she wanted to say something with her lips moving. The gate of the farmhouse was smashed open with a "bang"!The director and staff lived next door, but when they heard someone was committing murder, they didn't dare to rush forward, but a few bodyguards took the lead.

When the bodyguards heard about it, they broke out in cold sweats and trembled. Their duty was to protect Wei Lun, yet something happened just after taking a nap in the middle of the night.If anything happened to Wei Lun, they would not be able to keep their jobs.

Gan Dachun heard the chaotic footsteps, looked back, his face froze, the hand that swung the knife trembled, and his reason returned.When the bodyguards rushed to restrain him, he threw away the knife, pretending to be at a loss: "Hey! What's wrong? What are you doing? Director? What are you doing?"

Seeing that there were no irreversible consequences, the director breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised his breath again: "I want to ask you, what are you doing with the knife?"

"Knife?" Gan Dachun's hands were twisted behind his back, his waist was bent, and he was facing the floor. He saw the fruit knife flickering on the ground, and said in shock, "I, I don't know. Actually, I have sleepwalking. Could it be that I just Sleepwalking?"

director:"……"

Qiao Jin: "..."

Gan Dachun said convincingly: "I don't often suffer from sleepwalking. Tonight is purely accidental. Please forgive me if I offend you." He twisted his arms and body, trying to break free, but was still held tightly by the bodyguards. He couldn't help but change his face, "What are you doing? Let me go!"

Only Zhang Geng who didn't understand the situation believed Gan Dachun's words, "Is he really sleepwalking?"

The ridiculousness of this situation made Qiao Jin laugh. He looked at Miao Qiong, "Sister Miao, what do you think?"

With so many people crowded in the living room, Miao Qiong with disheveled hair gathered up her nightgown in embarrassment and said in a low voice, "I, I don't know."

Gan Dachun's cheek muscles twitched, his cheeks trembled, he turned his head and stared at Miao Qiong with difficulty, and said, "Of course Sister Miao doesn't know, and she didn't sleep with me."

Hearing this, Miao Qiong's face was pale, her lips were pursed, she wanted to say something but didn't say it.

Xu heard the voices in the living room, and Wu Shixuan, who felt safe, dared to open the door, but she didn't come out, and asked, "Sister Miao, when did you go out? I know all about it."

This made things even worse, and referring to Gan Dachun's words, everyone guessed that Miao Qiong had a tryst with Gan Dachun in the middle of the night.Married women and married men, as long as there is one person present who doesn't know the door, the image of a good wife that Miao Qiong has built for many years will be ruined.

Miao Qiong was not weak, but at this moment she trembled uncontrollably, as if she would fall down when the wind blew, she looked up at Wu Shixuan.Wu Shixuan looked away quickly as if being stabbed by a poisonous needle.

Gan Dachun twisted and struggled: "Let go of me! It's really a misunderstanding! I have sleepwalking!"

A bodyguard broke his finger, and the pain caused Gan Dachun to grin his teeth and scream, and asked the director for help: "Let them let me go, I didn't want to hurt anyone!"

Before the director could speak, the head of the bodyguard came in after making a phone call: "Boss Wei said it, we'll talk about it after seeing the police."

Gan Dachun stretched his folded eyelids, Dou Da's eyes widened, and he glared at Qiao Jin: "Mr. Wei? What do you mean?"

Qiao Jin: "What my elder brother means."

"These, these are your people?"

"seems like it."

"You have already designed it?!"

"You jumped in by yourself."

Gan Dachun struggled violently, but he still couldn't get rid of the shackles. His precarious hairline was covered with beads of sweat. He eagerly argued: "Wei Lun, it's none of my business. I didn't harm you! It's Miao Qiong, it's her! I just help She's just covering!"

Miao Qiong could barely stand, she held on to the door frame, angrily and panicked: "Gan Dachun! Don't talk nonsense!"

Gan Dachun: "Wei Lun, you actually heard it too, right? It was Miao Qiong who wanted to harm you, because she cut the stirrups, that's why you fell off the horse...I saw her cut the stirrups with a knife that night with my own eyes!"

With a plop, Miao Qiong fell to the ground and cursed hoarsely, "Gan Dachun, you shameless bastard! You bastard!!"

One night husband and wife have a hundred days of kindness, but Gan Dachun is not one to think of kindness. He looked at Miao Qiong sadly: "Sister Miao, the matter has come to an end, I can't help you hide it."

Miao Qiong collapsed on the ground with ashes, and no one helped her. Gan Dachun was still under the control of the bodyguards. He was anxious: "What are you still doing? You should arrest her and take her to the police station!"

There were seven or eight bodyguards, and two of them went to "ask" Miao Qiong to get up. Miao Qiong stood firm and said expressionlessly, "Can I change clothes?"

Going to the bedroom she shared with Wu Shixuan, Wu Shixuan was terrified, and ran to Qiao Jin's side, muttering, "I never thought that Sister Miao would do such a thing, but luckily you saved your life from danger..."

Qiao Jin pursed his lips and remained silent. Judging by Gan Dachun's reaction, the matter might not be that simple.

It took a long time for Miao Qiong to change clothes, maybe she called and asked someone to find someone.After she came out of the room, she was well dressed, her hair was neatly combed, and her expression became much calmer. She glanced at Gan Dachun and sneered, "Premature ejaculation monster."

Gan Dachun: "..."

other people:"……"

Sister Miao is still Sister Miao.Gan Dachun's face flushed red, and he couldn't hold back a rebuttal for a long time.This pair of "dew water couples" flew away separately in the face of a catastrophe.As for what their real husbands and wives think after they know about this matter, no one else can control them.

A lot of money was left behind in the nearby town, and after hearing the news, he rushed over, with a bitter face and panda eyes, and rushed towards Qiao Jin crying: "Ah Dou!"

Qiao Jin dodged away, "I'm fine."

"I heard that knives have been used!" Many Qian looked at Gan Dachun and Miao Qiong who were controlled by bodyguards with a look of displeasure.

Gan Dachun tried to reason with others: "I can testify for Wei Lun that it was Miao Qiong who harmed him. You don't have to torture me like this. I will go to the police station by myself."

The bodyguard was unmoved.

Gan Dachun's forehead was bulging, and he felt bad: "I solemnly warn you, it is illegal for you to treat me like this, and I can sue you." He said and looked at Qiao Jin.

Qiao Jin didn't have time to talk to him, his cell phone rang, and he answered while walking towards the nanny's car: "Brother?"

Wei Chong said in a lazy voice, "Have you caught the suspect?"

Qiao Jin paused and asked, "Is it really Miao Qiong?"

Wei Chong laughed lightly: "Things are so obvious, you still can't guess?"

Qiao Jin stared fixedly at the night where there were only two or three stars, and said in a slightly cold tone, "You already knew who hurt me, and you still let me come?"

The author has something to say: Wei Chong: I am a good brother who loves my younger brother.

Qiao Jin: Ah Dou, what do you think?

Wei Lun: ...