Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Chapter 142: Yan Qingsi, your uncle’s!

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Yue Tingfeng... Remove the last word, 'home', wouldn't that be...

Yue Tingfeng laughed out loud: "You really understand me."

That's not what he was thinking about, but unfortunately, with so many opportunities in front of him, he missed them. Sometimes, although shame doesn't matter, a man's pride can't be lost.

What Yue Tingfeng wanted was Yan Qingsi's willingness, not force. What he wants is physical and spiritual conquest.

But, it seems a little difficult.

Yan Qingsi sneered: "Who says it's not the case?"

In some ways, she did understand Yue Tingfeng, just as Yue Tingfeng understood her.

When they arrived at Jinxiu Garden, Yue Tingfeng followed Yan Qingsi upstairs.

Yue Tingfeng drove all night without much rest, but except for some bloodshot eyes, he still looked fine.

He was feeling a little excited. Yan Qingsi was going to invite him to her home. Maybe he would be able to enter her house before long.

The hard work in Jingcheng these days was indeed not in vain, and the little card was not in vain either.

Taming Yan Qingsi is just around the corner.

but-

Opening the door, Yan Qingsi snatched her luggage from Yue Tingfeng's hand, threw it into the room, and said: "I'm very sleepy now. I want to go to bed. I have something to do when I wake up. I'm very busy. If you really can't help it, , solve it yourself, anyway, you have the skills, so you can rely on your own efforts."

Yue Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, then reacted and gritted his teeth: "Yan Qingsi..."

Yan Qingsi: "Thank you for carrying my luggage. Bye."

Bang, Yan Qingsi closed the door.

Liu Yue Tingfeng was alone outside the door. After doing this for a long time, he was just a coolie

After a while, Yue Tingfeng cursed angrily: "Yan Qingsi, this belongs to your uncle."

After the scolding, the door suddenly opened. Yue Tingfeng thought that Yan Qingsi finally realized how hateful and shameless she was and planned to invite him into the house.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qingsi dug and dug, took out a few steel coins from her pocket, and stuffed them into Yue Tingfeng: "I'll give it all to you. Use your tip to buy a bun."

Then, with a bang, the door slammed shut again.

Yan Qingsi threw off her shoes and fell on the bed. She was in a very good mood and felt no pressure. She fell asleep in less than three seconds!

Yue Tingfeng stood alone outside the door for 10 minutes. The door was closed tightly and there was no movement. Only then did Yue Tingfeng have to confirm one thing, "You really won't open it?"

Yue Tingfeng took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth.

what is this

He finally understood that Yan Qingsi really regarded him as a pure driver, pure and her uncle.

He originally thought that Yan Qingsi thought that he was a trustworthy and reliable person, but now he remembered that you need an ID card to buy planes and trains. Yan Qingsi did that bad thing first and foremost to hide her whereabouts. , if the police find out that she left Jingcheng on the day of Xu Qianxi's accident, her suspicion will immediately be amplified.

But if you let him drive back, he won't. Who will check your ID card on the road

This woman is so fucking scheming.

Yue Tingfeng felt that he was completely stupid. He had only now figured out such an obvious thing.

Yue Tingfeng squeezed the few steel drills in his hand so hard that his teeth almost broke.

"I've been driving all night, and you're just going to give me some fucking steel?"

Yue Tuhao: Debt, this world is full of malice! Let go and don't hold me back!