boom!
Shaq slammed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground with great force. The fragments flew and the human couple standing opposite trembled inwardly.
"I said you were speeding, so you were speeding. How dare you have any objection?"
Shaq, who had a troubled night, drank a lot of alcohol in the name of patrolling. In order to express his depression, he stopped a normal car with his ID, and then took the couple in the car into the alley to have sex. lesson.
Shaq, who was obviously drunk, suddenly took a step forward: "Put it down! Put down your phone for me!"
He grabbed the man's cell phone and glanced at the image being recorded on the screen: "Oh, you dare to record it?!"
"Taking pictures? I asked you to record it! Oriental Dog, come on, record it again!"
"Damn, just like the dog caught today, a small country with no sovereignty has set up a special agency, what the hell!"
"A mere dog can still be so majestic...it's just the dog's majesty relying on human power."
"When I get a higher official position, I will see how many barking dogs there are in this city, and you Oriental dogs, it's really disgusting to be on the streets every day..."
"Stop, stop fighting... Please stop fighting, we will pay the fine..."
"Hey, your wife is pretty cool. Come with me. I won't hold your husband accountable for speeding."
"You are abusing your power!"
"Little beauty, it's not up to you to decide whether I have abused my power or not."
Shaq paused and looked at the man lying on the ground hugging his right leg, completely losing his mind: "Damn Oriental dog!"
She pulled out her right leg with force, and then stepped on it hard. The woman screamed and rushed over, trying to protect her husband.
She successfully stopped Shaq from stepping down on his right leg, and without much thought, she quickly picked up her husband and ran out of the alley, praying that the damn law enforcer wouldn't chase him.
There really wasn't any pursuit.
Because at this time, Shaq remained motionless like an ice sculpture.
Then····
boom.
It cracked like ice and scattered on the ground like dots of light.
The evening breeze blew by, leaving no trace.
living room.
Xia Yushuang, who was in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, put down her right hand, withdrew her gaze and closed the curtains.
'What are you preparing for breakfast tomorrow morning? '
Turn off the lights and go to bed.
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The east is white and the sun is rising.
"Dee~ the door is open."
At the sound of the door safety opening, Xia Yushuang retracted her right hand, opened the door and walked into the house.
After closing the door, she took out her own slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on with ease. Xia Yushuang straightened up, narrowed her ice-blue eyes slightly, and took a deep breath——
It took a long time before he slowly exhaled the air he had inhaled.
The living room is filled with a familiar smell, and there is no other unnecessary smell.
As she took a step forward, the hem of the navy blue plaid skirt swayed gently, and a pair of straight and slender white jade-like legs shone brightly under the rising sun, causing slight waves of flesh.
Pushing open the bedroom door——
Jingle bell bell bell bell.
Xia Yushuang walked over, picked up the mobile phone she bought for him, and set eight alarm clocks in total, now it was the eighth.
The roaring alarm couldn't wake up Su Yuchen, who was sleeping sweetly on the bed.
After turning off the alarm clock, Xia Yushuang looked at Su Yuchen who had one arm exposed and holding a figure of a beautiful girl holding a sword.
There was no snoring, and the breathing was very steady, but even so, at first sight, you would panic and think that the guy on the bed was dead.
Because he was holding the sword-wielding girl's left hand, drops of blood dripped from the knuckles, forming red dots on the tile floor.
There are dried black reds and freshly dripping bright reds.
sleep?
Maybe there’s also an element of dizziness?
Xia Yushuang's expression did not change at all. She had been used to the scene for seven consecutive days - she was sleeping soundly at night and was hit in the face by the headboard figure. When she woke up, she was too lazy to get up and took it directly into her hand, only to be hit again. Stabbed by a long sword made of resin.
A childhood sweetheart who is unfortunately accompanied by misfortune.
Squatting down, she took out the figure of the beautiful girl in bikini and holding a sword from Su Yuchen's hand and put it on the bedside table. Looking at the wound on his palm, she gently covered it with her own hand.
wound healing.
'He's bleeding and yet he's sleeping so heartlessly'.
Xia Yushuang stared at Su Yuchen's sleeping face, thinking as she gently kneaded his left hand. The cold-toned face was given a soft halo under the sunlight that filtered through the gap.
After finally retracting his gaze and tucking Su Yuchen's left hand back into the quilt, Xia Yushuang stood up and walked out of the bedroom, walked into the kitchen, put on an apron and started preparing today's breakfast.
Where is the kitchen knife, where is the pan... She is very familiar with everything in the kitchen, because she is the one who placed the kitchen utensils.
Although familiar, she could not feel the warmth at home at all. The heat rising from the pan and being sucked out by the range hood was in stark contrast to her cold expression.
He quickly prepared breakfast, put it on the table, took off his apron, washed his hands and returned to the bedroom.
Su Yuchen's sleeping posture was the same as before, and even the bulge of the quilt remained basically unchanged. His tight body relaxed slightly. He had not been injured by anything weird in the past half hour.
However... there are basically no changes, but there are some changes, such as the angle that Xia Qian didn't have when he first came in.
Xia Yushuang moved her fingers, and finally clenched them into fists, and her eyes returned to Su Yuchen's face.
After staring for a while, she slowly leaned down.
Under the navy blue plaid skirt, the graceful and round thighs and the thin and smooth calves are straight together. As she bends down and leans forward, the hem of the skirt moves up and sticks to the thighs, showing off the exquisite curves of the buttocks and legs.
The long icy blue hair that covered her shoulders and was the same as her eyes hung down, and she pushed it behind her ears with her fingers. The sunlight illuminated the tiny dust in the air, faintly casting a light layer of light on her cheeks. faint····
His eyebrows moved slightly, and Su Yuchen, who was gradually waking up, smelled a faint fragrance similar to that of lotus.
Open your eyes.
His gaze moved up and met a pair of ice blue eyes.
a little cold.
"Are you awake?"
Familiar flat tones—heard every day during the week I've been in the city.
"Oh, wake up."
The same answer as every day before.
Xia Yushuang straightened up and looked at him with a cold face——
"It would be great if you couldn't wake up."
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