This time, Ye Qingxuan was really panicked, holding Zhang Feng's head tightly, even if he used his chest as the final battlefield, Zhang Feng would not be messed up.
With his eyes blocked, Zhang Feng still relied on his memory to come to the master bedroom on the second floor, and threw his wife on the big bed, but instead of throwing it out, he put himself on the bed.
This is very good. I will press my wife to the bed and enjoy the gentleness.
It wasn't until his paws got into the pajamas and grabbed a pair of big bowls that a pair of small hands pinched his neck desperately.
Zhang Feng rolled his eyes, raised his head speechlessly, and asked, "My wife, are you going to murder your husband?"
Ye Qingxuan stopped pinching him, fearing that he would do more excessive things, blushing at the beginning, pushing Zhang Feng's chest with both hands, expecting Ai Ai said: "I'm really here, please let me go."
Zhang Feng didn't believe it and wanted to check, and Ye Qingxuan began to struggle again.
Pajamas and shorts all flew out, hung directly on the ceiling chandelier, adding a touch of warmth to the room, coupled with the constant laughter and exclamation in the room, the atmosphere was full of sweetness.
After a long period of trouble, Zhang Feng stopped his movements and sat cross-legged beside Ye Qingxuan with a sad expression on his face.
Ye Qingxuan was shy and maddening. She lowered her head and pulled over the quilt to block her body. It took a long time before she squatted and said: "I have said it, come to my aunt, you have to mess around, dirty the sheets and turn back Are you washing me?"
Although she has lived together for five years and Zhang Feng has been contracting all the housework at home, Ye Qingxuan will not let him touch a few things. She washes her underwear, bed, and supplies by herself.
The underwear is okay, the bed and supplies are all stuffed into the washing machine by her...
Zhang Feng had a violent momentum on his body. He raised his head to look at his wife, and he said several times: "My wife, you didn't run today!"
Ye Qingxuan also raised her head abruptly, and asked angrily: "Do you have to let me be infected?"
Zhang Feng laughed more frantically, leaned forward and whispered several times in Ye Qingxuan's ear.
"You dream!"
Ye Qingxuan's face turned redder, and the blood stains on the bed and on the bed were the same color.
Zhang Feng became very angry. Regardless of whether his wife agreed with him or not, he pressed his wife on the bed and lifted the quilt fiercely and frivolously. Finally, he finally used shameful means to force the old man
Shyly agreed...
After a long time, the door of the master bedroom opened, and Zhang Feng stumbled out, without even a pair of pants on his body, just like trying to beat the world in P-shares.
Ye Qingxuan, with a bath towel in front of her chest, blushed with a thick neck and hummed loudly at the door, closing the door as if throwing something.
Before Zhang Feng was faceless, he hurried downstairs and fled back to his room.
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The night is deep, and the hospital at very early in the morning is quiet, and occasionally there are patients who wake up at night, and the sounds they make bring a strange sense of horror to the peaceful hospital.
Chang Wenjing was lying in the orthopedics ward, looking through his mobile phone boredly. His legs and face were sore. The doctor gave him a pain relief stick. He still felt pain and could only use the mobile phone to get distracted.
The operation has already been arranged, and he will be the first one tomorrow morning. There is a 500,000 yuan from the Su family. He is not worried about medical expenses. What needs to be worried about is that he failed to complete the task assigned by Wei Long, which made him feel a little worried.
"Damn Zhang Feng is the boss of the road, what a hell!"
Chang Wenjing suddenly threw the phone away, his face full of resentment, a weak and incompetent family cook, and in the blink of an eye he became a guest of the Su family, and also became a big brother, making it difficult for him to accept, gasping for breath.
After feeling depressed for a long time, he took out his mobile phone again and recorded the plans he thought of in the memo, one by one, all of which were used against Zhang Feng.
At this time, on the side of the road outside the Second Hospital, a silver-gray van parked on the side of the road. In the back seat of the car, two men sandwiched a man with a black headgear and an iron chain on his body. It's like kidnapping.
The headgear was roughly removed, revealing a dirty face. If Zhang Feng saw it, he would definitely scream out, this person is an acquaintance, Jia Ye.
Not long ago, he took his five brothers and raided Zhang Feng's home. In the end, he was the only one who died. Zhang Feng was let go. That night, he took his wife and children and fled.
When the day failed, Jia Ye was arrested by the Su family.
"Jia Ye, I won't repeat what Uncle Long said, you kill Chang Wenjing, you will still be from the Su family, your wife and son, continue to enjoy the Su family's support, if you don't go, haha!"
A burly man in black said in a low tone, his face full of authority
Xie, sneered twice, the consequences are self-evident.
Jia Ye's face was gray and defeated, and he gave a wry smile: "Give me the picture, I understand the rules of the Su family."
"I understand you shouldn't run away. The murdered brothers chased you to the neighboring province and ran for thousands of kilometers!" The strong man took out a photo and threw it on Jia Ye's lap, then took out the key and opened the binding Jia Ye Lock on the chain.
Jia Ye took off the iron chain from his body and moved his hands and feet. The skin on his wrists and ankles was worn out, and it was painful, but he didn't care about it, so he picked up the photo and looked at it carefully.
"Go, you have half an hour, remember it, make it a revenge killing!" The strong man said again, took out a dagger, pointed it at Jia Ye, and handed it over.
Jia Ye looked at the dagger deeply, grinned twice, took the dagger with the blade, opened the door and jumped out of the car.
Looking at the hospital building, he put the dagger away, looked around to see no one, took off his jacket, covered his head and face, showing only a pair of eyes, then turned over the fence and quickly walked into the building.
A few minutes later, the door of an orthopedics ward was pushed open, and Chang Wenjing, who was lying on the bed, looked up blankly.
The lights in the corridor were turned off long ago, and there was a fluorescent lamp on the innermost part of the ward. The light was faint and the person's face at the door could not be seen clearly.
"Who are you looking for?" Chang Wenjing sat up and asked.
"Chang Wenjing?" The man walked in, the light finally illuminated his figure, a gray short-sleeved T-shirt, jeans, his head was wrapped in clothes...
"You look for..." Chang Wenjing's heart trembled inexplicably, "You look for Chang Wenjing, he just went out, as if he was going to the bathroom."
"Oh."
The man responded, showing his cold eyes, violently revealing a killing intent.
Seeing this look, Chang Wenjing yelled without thinking, turning over and getting out of bed at the same time.
But his speed was too slow, and he was injured. Before he could shout out, a figure rushed over and hit his already injured face with a punch.
With a trance in his mind, Chang Wenjing was smashed onto the hospital bed, and immediately strangled his throat with a big hand.
"Chang Wenjing, when I get to Lord Yan, I must say that Zhang Feng killed you!"
Before he finished speaking, the dagger plunged into Chang Wenjing's chest. One knife was not enough. The dagger plunged repeatedly, and the knife hit the key...
(End of this chapter)