Chapter 142 (1/2)

”Wei Yan, you just wait. I'll come.” Therefore, as soon as he entered the kitchen, Zheng Quzhi pulled Wei Yan to one side of the corner.

Wei Yan glanced at those decorations, pulled Zheng Quzhi and said mercilessly, ”you can't reach your height.”

Zheng Quzhi, who was trying to pretend to be forced to do so, said:

Two people looked at each other for a moment. Zheng Quzhi took the lead to look away, squatted awkwardly at Wei Yan's feet and whispered, ”but if we don't cook for that man, will we be beaten by him?”

”No Wei Yan shook his head and pursed his lips: ”the devil is back.”

Sure enough, just still quiet outside, suddenly sounded a man's voice of abuse, and from time to time there was the sound of fists and kicks. Zheng Quzhi covered his head with a headache. He had to see what he had done.

”Damn it! Talk back The man's voice suddenly raised, angry to the extreme roar: ”I fed you and those two oil tankers, money back, even hot food can't eat, you're still reasonable?”

Zheng Quzhi was frightened by the loud voice and quickly reached out to Wei Yan, ”Damn it, if I married such a man...”

Before touching anything, Wei Yan's cool hand suddenly grabs his hand. Wei Yan's fingers are inserted into his fingers, and the two people suddenly hold each other's ten fingers inexplicably.

Zheng Quzhi choked and tried to withdraw his hand: ”Wei Yan, it's not me. This posture is not a man ha!”

In his impression, the intimate gesture of clasping ten fingers is only for lovers. What the hell is he doing when he and Wei Yan two big men shake hands with each other?

Do you have a foundation?

He shivered at the thought.

However, the more he withdrew his hand, the more tightly Wei Yan held it. Suddenly, the atmosphere was a little strange. Zheng Quzhi blinked and raised his hand in front of Wei Yan. ”What do you mean?”

Wei Yan drooped her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembled, and her voice sank slightly: ”I need you now.”

Looking at Wei Yan's pale face, Zheng Qu knows that he is blessed to the soul, and remembers Wei Yan's saying that he needs his own Yin Qi, he stops talking.

All kinds of sounds were heard outside, and then Wei Yan suddenly pulled him out. Zheng Qu's intimate friend also wanted to see the situation outside, so he followed Wei Yan honestly.

At the door, Wei Yan stops and pokes out his head.

”Eh?” Wei Yan suddenly made a surprised voice.

Zheng Qu knew that he was itching in his heart, and when he heard the speech, he quickly put out his head to see it. I saw that most of the furniture outside had been smashed, but the two people had disappeared. There was a pool of blood on the ground.

”Ah?” Zheng Quzhi frowned, less than five minutes before and after the woman came back. How could two people disappear?

After observing for a long time, Zheng Quzhi pondered: ”did they go back to the bedroom?”

Wei Yan lowered his head and just saw the red ear. His eyes flashed slightly, and the consciousness of the other hand stretched out.

The hot ear was suddenly surrounded by a cool, Zheng Quzhi took a comfortable breath. The ear was torn by a man, and the ear was red and hot. It was very hard. Now suddenly there was something cool leaning over. Zheng Quzhi didn't care whose hand it was. He hummed: ”touch it.”