Chatper 608 (1/2)

Song Weiyi's eyes widened and he exclaimed, Sheng Zhenguo is crazy?

Didn't he have learned enough to do this in public?

She hurriedly got up, took a step back, and Sheng Zhenguo was caught in the air.

"Are you crazy? Sheng Zhenguo, get out of here, or I'll call the police!" Song Weiwei raised the phone in Yang's hand and warned.

His face was not quite right, it was flushed red, not like the normal color it should have in this cold winter.

Have a drink?

Song Weiyi quickly dismissed this possibility because she didn't smell any alcohol at all.

"Call the police? Are those people my opponents? You can't control yourself. You obey me. If you resist, you will be punished."

Sheng Zhenguo began to undress excitedly while talking.

At this moment, Song Weiwei was sure that he was completely crazy, forgot that this was a funeral parlor, and that this was an open-air place.

When did Sheng Zhenguo become completely shameless? Someone passed by the door at any time, and he unexpectedly!

Song Weiyi was furious at his actions and turned around hastily.

She couldn't provoke Sheng Zhenguo who went crazy, but she could hide it.

"Don't go, I haven't tasted it yet, stop quickly and come here!" Sheng Zhenguo took off his coat and underwear.

It's just that the cold weather made him shiver all over, and he didn't want to continue taking it off.

Goodbye Song Weiyi was walking towards Rong Jingan's mourning hall, he smiled and followed, the inside was better, it was warmer than the outside.

As he walked, he took off his clothes and trousers.

"Wei Wei, what's wrong with you?" Song Wei Wei trotted out panting, followed by Sheng Zhenguo.

When she turned around just now, she saw Sheng Zhenguo's crazy behavior, and Song Weiyi was immediately convinced that Sheng Zhenguo was abnormal.

Either drunk or drugged.

She could never provoke such a person, so she could only hide.

"That lunatic Sheng Zhenguo is back!" Song Weiyi clutched his chest, panting.

Just as he was speaking, the figure of Sheng Zhenguo holding his trousers suddenly appeared in the sight of the three of them.

His upper body has been stripped off, and the skin on his body is well maintained, but there are not many creases. It just matches his face, which is disgusting no matter how you look at it.

Fu Xiuyan's complexion changed slightly, and he protected Song Weiyi's deterioration Fu Qishan behind him.

"Old Sheng, what are you doing? Put your clothes on quickly!"

Fu Xiuyan was angry and angry, this is his father's mourning hall, could Sheng Zhenguo be crazy?

Sheng Zhenguo muttered, smiling a little silly, and looked straight in their direction.

"Song Weiwei, hand over Song Weiyi."

"Dream, if you don't leave, I'll be rude!" Fu Xiuyan was furious.

It's just that this sentence is a bit futile.

Because Sheng Zhenguo still had a few bodyguards behind him, but on their side, there were only two girls and him.

"Damn it." Fu Xiuyan cursed in a low voice.

It seemed that this time, Sheng Zhenguo was going to die to the end.

"What's the matter with him?" Fu Xiuyan turned to ask Song Weiyi while looking at Sheng Zhenguo.