This guy is so hateful. This lady has personally stepped forward to hug him, but he was so good, she pushed away and disappeared without making a sound. Now... Now he doesn't even answer the phone! I went back to Sichuan with him because I lost it, and I paid for the treatment of his mother because I lost it, and I still treat his mother like his own mother when I lost it. Huh, I'm really mad at me!
Song Siyi got up early, but it was obvious that this little Nizi was in a bad mood now, and the mouth of the bed went up and down, and her mouth kept reading endlessly. No, I have to go to that guy now and ask him to explain clearly to myself, otherwise this lady is too shameless.
Before breakfast, Song Siyi walked out of the villa in Sheshan and drove her red Ferrari to the blue moon in Nancheng District, but what disappointed her was that Zhang Er's "Mao" was not in the blue at all. Moon, he didn't even know where that guy lived.
"Siyi?" Just when Song Siyi was extremely disappointed, Song Zhiyuan's voice came from behind him. "Why are you here? You didn't come to see your second'Mao' brother, right?" Song Zhiyuan walked to his sister with a smile, and looked at each other with a smug look.
"What is my second "Mao" brother? He is not my second "Mao" brother. He is...a first-class gangster, a rascal." Song Siyi looked angry, but didn't want to lose face in front of his brother. But I don't want the other party to know that I am in a hurry to find Zhang Er's "Mao". But it seemed that I was a little guilty, and my face was so hot that it burned to the roots of my ears.
"Oh, that's it." Song Zhiyuan suddenly realized. "What I said, Zhang Er's "Mao" will never come to Blue Moon again in the future. How can you come to him again?"
"Huh?" Song Siyi called out as soon as he finished speaking. "Brother, what do you mean? Then... the gangster will not come again in the future?"
"No!" Song Zhiyuan looked serious. "I thought you were here to find him. I was about to tell you where he lives. As a result... you didn't find him, so forget it." After that, Song Zhiyuan turned and walked inside. , No one noticed the "sinister" smile on his face.
"Brother, brother, wait." Finally Song Siyi couldn't help it anymore, hurriedly followed, and hurriedly grabbed his brother's arm. "Um... where does that Zhang Er "Mao" live?"
"Siyi, why are you asking about this?" Song Zhiyuan was puzzled, but just pretended to be.
"I... I..." Song Siyi looked embarrassed, and said slowly after a long time: "Isn't someone hurt by Zhao Liang last night? I just want to see him on your behalf."
"Is that so?" Song Zhiyuan hesitated, and then said a moment later: "It's not appropriate for you to go to a woman's house, right?"
"Why is it inappropriate? Last time you asked me to seduce that guy with a'beauty trick', and you told me to go to Sichuan with him, now... I just went to see him now."
Beauty tricks? Song Zhiyuan was really confused when it came to the beauty gimmick. He asked her sister Siyi to go to Sichuan with Zhang Er's "Mao", but she didn’t say "beauty gimmicks". Where did this "beauty gimmicks" come from? come? Of course Song Zhiyuan didn't know that Zhang Er's "Mao" also used "beautiful male tactics"!
In fact, Song Zhiyuan came to Blue Moon early for a purpose. He was also going to visit Zhang Er's "Mao" home to see how the guy was injured, but he saw his sister just after getting off the car. Thinking of what his father Song Zihao said, thinking of his father's evaluation of Zhang Er's "Mao", Song Zhiyuan really doesn't want to see Zhang Er's "Mao" anymore. He thinks it might be more appropriate to let his sister go in the past, at least to find out. Click on both sides.
"Siyi, you should know where your sister Mengling lives?" Song Zhiyuan asked with a smile after a long time.
"Brother, isn't that nonsense? Sister Mengling grew up with me. Although I moved to a new house, I have been there countless times." Song Siyi was still angry and mischievous. "Do you know where Zhang Er's "Mao" lives?"
"It's upstairs from your sister Mengling."
"Huh?" That guy also lives in the "Imperial Court Garden", so... Can he live in the "Imperial Court Garden" even if he is so poor? Song Siyi could hardly believe his ears, but after hesitating for a while, he walked outside, got into his sports car and headed straight for the "Imperial Court Garden".
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"Ah..." Yang Mengling, who was lying in her pussy, stretched a long way, and then looked back at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It didn't matter if she looked at it, she was taken aback.
"Oh, it's almost nine o'clock, it's over, it's over, I'm late again today!" Yang Mengling looked anxious, she stood up, and then rushed into the bathroom. After washing for a long time, she came out and put on Get on the police uniform and walk out of the house.
"Huh! Blame that guy!" As soon as she walked into the elevator, Yang Mengling raised her head angrily, and cursed at the top of her head. "If it weren't for her, I could fight until midnight, if it wasn't for him, I could lose sleep, or if it wasn't for him, I could be late for work, it would really annoy me!"
"Also, who exactly is Jingjing that guy called Jingjing, wouldn't it be "random" when he was dreaming? Also, that guy actually "touched" my thigh, my thigh grew from small to large. I haven't been "touched" by a man, and I'm really annoyed to die a "**" thief! The most annoying is that the guy "touched" his thigh, but called another woman's name, oh, I still have What kind of face meets people!"
Thinking of the scenes from last night, Yang Mengling now is really angry to the extreme, and her mouth has been raised up. For a while, she was really angry but had nowhere to vent, she could only curse viciously in her mouth: "Death." "**" Thief, die "**" Thief... One day I will take care of you!"
"Ding Dong..." At this moment, when Yang Mengling felt very angry, the elevator reached the ground floor and the door opened, but a familiar figure appeared in front of her.
"Siyi?" Yang Mengling looked surprised. It was not someone else standing at the elevator door, it was Song Siyi who hurried over from Blue Moon. "You... why are you here?"
"I..." Song Siyi was caught off guard by Yang Mengling's appearance. She didn't want the other party to know that she had rushed over to find Zhang Er's "Mao" the dead hooligan, but she didn't want to lose face in front of her cousin. "I... I just came back from Sichuan last night, and I... I came to see you specially."
"Huh?" Yang Mengling almost couldn't believe Song Siyi's words, and looked at Song Siyi suspiciously.
"Sister Mengling, don't you... Don't you believe me?" Song Siyi seemed a little guilty when Yang Mengling looked like this, and his face was almost red. "What's the matter, Sister Mengling, are you going to work now? Or... Or I will come back tonight?" Song Siyi was nervous and guilty. He turned around and was about to leave as soon as he finished speaking, but Yang Mengling reached out and grabbed it. Wrist.
"No, no, Siyi, I believe you, or... Shall we go upstairs first?" After all, she was a good sister from childhood. Yang Mengling didn't want Song Siyi to misunderstand herself, so she gave the other party abruptly. Pulled into the elevator.
As for going to work? Anyway, I'm late, what a big deal... The big deal is that when I called, I said I had a cold, and no one cares about me anyway. Anyway, my police uniform is just a license.
"Oh." Song Siyi looked embarrassed, with a million unwillingness in his heart, but he had to follow Yang Mengling into the elevator, followed upstairs, and followed Yang Mengling into the living room.
After entering the living room, Yang Mengling greeted Song Siyi hurriedly, serving tea and handing water. The original feelings were quite deep, and she said nothing. The two close sisters felt strange for a while, and seemed to have their own. It seems that each of them is afraid of being seen through by the other party.
"By the way, Siyi, why did you come back from Sichuan so soon?" Yang Mengling asked after a long time, it was a break from the embarrassing situation.
"Oh, that dead hooligan is too hateful, I..." I took the initiative to hug him, but that guy was fine, turned a blind eye to himself, and disappeared. "I... I can't understand him, so I just came back by myself."
"Oh." Yang Mengling didn't think much, just nodded gently.
"Sister Mengling, how about you? I think you were out of mind in the elevator just now, as if... as if you were still scolding the dead'**' thief, what is going on?"
"That..." Yang Mengling looked embarrassed, and after hesitating for a while, she said slowly: "The thief came back last night, and he took advantage of me again."
"Huh?" Yang Mengling said that Song Siyi was shocked. This kid is too overbearing, too powerful, who is his cousin, the daughter of the Song family, the daughter of the deputy chief, and he is a policeman, who is so bold and daring to take over her again and again. Cheap? Unless... Unless your cousin is interesting to that guy, unless your cousin is willing.
"Sister Mengling, come and listen, how did that guy take advantage of you?" Song Siyi is really excited now, and I really want to know how that guy took advantage of his cousin, is it like Zhang Er" Mao" did that to himself... hehe!
"He... he'touched' my thigh. The most hateful thing is that when he'touched' my thigh, he called another woman's name. I was really annoyed." Yang Mengling didn't want to lie to Song Siyi, but he said this. At that time, I was extremely disappointed, and my head slowly dropped.
"Huh?" Song Siyi was really surprised this time. "Sister Mengling, you didn't hear it wrong, or... or that guy is not..."
"Oh, don't care about him, I don't like him anyway, just a dumpling. Anyway, that guy lives upstairs. Sooner or later, I have to go up and clean him!" Yang Mengling's playful face changed from worry to joy, but at this time The smile on Song Siyi's face was frozen and dull!
Soil buns? Came back last night? The most important thing is to live upstairs with my cousin. Then the dead "**" thief in my cousin's mouth is not Zhang Er's "Mao" who else? Song Siyi's face was heavy. She didn't know if she had already liked Zhang Er's "Mao", but she could really feel that her cousin was in love with Zhang Er's "Mao". God, how could this be? Why do I like the same man with my cousin? A rustic, stupid man!
My god, it's over this time, it's over!