What is Zheng Yuqiu's purpose? Sima Yang couldn't understand it thoroughly, so he panicked. But I knew that she was just telling me that it was her own voluntary use by me. In fact, she was very smart and not confused - she was quite childish, but just like Zheng Yuqiu said herself, simple people can see nothing complicated; complex people can see nothing simple... Sima Yang is a complex person, and I gradually got used to understanding Zheng Yuqiu in a simple way.

"How did you guess that Brother Sima and I were on the same boat?" Zheng Yuqiu probably didn't see the text messages Sima Yang sent me in the car.

Zheng Yuqiu smiled and said, "First, you two have a confrontation, but when he waited for the elevator, we could clearly feel that the unfamiliarity you showed was that there was no content that should have, and there was not too much content that should not have..."

"What's there, nothing?"

"In the form, there is no tacit understanding, no vigilance; in attitude, there is no coldness, no greetings; in eyes, there is no humility, no strong oppression, no strong oppression," Zheng Yuqiu paused and continued: "Second, I deliberately said that I was deceived by you. If he is a person of Zhang Li, he should be happy, but he is nervous."

I was sincerely impressed: "Enough attentive and smart..."

"Being careful is a must, being smart is a must," Zheng Yuqiu said proudly: "I am not smart, how could my sister reuse me in an extraordinary way? I am not careful... Haha, do you really think I am not afraid of being given to you or something? Don't think that my sister has returned from studying abroad and her thoughts must be very open. Do you believe it? It's the first time I have lived with such a large number of people. Except for my brother-in-law holding hands when I was a child, I have never touched another man in my life. You are the second, probably... the last one."

Although Zheng Yuqiu's joking tone makes people not take her words seriously, even if it is just a joke, it can't help but make people feel aloof from the 98-point beauty like her, and then she imagines it all. So I feel that a woman like Zheng Yuqiu is not at ease when she is a friend or a girlfriend, and I am not at ease when she is a girlfriend... It's a whole beauty that makes me suffer any kind of man, and she will be killed by her.

I can't blame me for not believing in Zheng Yuqiu, because I know that besides her brother-in-law and I, at least a third man must have touched her... Originally, this was a scar in Zheng Yuqiu's heart, I shouldn't ask, especially when I was about to meet Mrs. Duanmu, I couldn't ask. Our relationship is a bit subtle and ambiguous. Curious about such a very personal question, it's more like a jealous and jealous concern, right? But this girl was distracted by her words, and coupled with the fact that she deliberately emphasized that she would be touched by me, her body pressed against my arms tighter. I could clearly feel the softness and elasticity of her chest, and the momentary dullness of her head. If she should be killed, she had already slipped out of her mouth. "Where is Duanmu's flowing water?"

Zheng Yuqiu's expression suddenly stiffened. Before she could react, the elevator arrived with a 'bang' sound, and something even more fucking happened - the elevator door opened, and the person standing outside the door was Master Duanmu, who had a very slutty face but a very handsome figure!

Is this a movie scene? Is it such a coincidence? Besides, Duanmu Liushui, you are not sitting in the room, and you are staying here as a door god?

Zheng Yuqiu and Duanmu Liushui were facing each other. After being stunned, Master Duanmu opened his mouth and scolded: "My mother--"

I was about to remind him that this was not only a ruthless demeanor, but also very disrespectful and too owed to the point. Her mother was your grandma, but her mouth was opened, and all I could spit out was a muffled groan. Duanmu Runs Water raised her feet and kicked her in my collarbone. Even though Zheng Yuqiu was hanging on her body, I still flew out and hit the mirror wall at the innermost side of the elevator. I bounced back and bowed and coughed violently.

If this foot is slightly tilted up to ten centimeters, my neck will be broken...

My buddy has calculated all the dangers, but I didn’t count them. When Master Duanmu saw Zheng Yuqiu, he had such a fierce reaction. He even hated him to kill me. My buddy did not die at the hands of Sha Zhizhou but died at the sole of the defeated general under him. Isn’t it too ironic?

Before I could stand straight, Duanmu Runhui outside the elevator relied on the high arms and long, grabbed my hair, and roared like a beast and pulled me out of the elevator, smashing my elbow to my vest. I lay down on the ground like a toad, but I didn't feel the pain. I couldn't help but move, and I didn't get up, but curled up and hugged my head, protecting the vital points, allowing Duanmu Runhui to kick and kick...

"Duanmu Running Water--"

"What are you doing?!" Young Master Duanmu was addicted to me, and he didn't seem to react that he was called Zheng Yuqiu.

Then Miss Zheng cursed, "My mother--"
Chapter completed!