Chapter 639: : Don't hurt Helan Xiaoxin

Hu Mietang is gone.
With that dragon ball, which is called a rare treasure.
He appeared and left, just like the old Wang next door came to visit, when he was barked by the three dogs of the main house, he just kicked aside.
When he turned his head and threatened to smoke Helan Xiaoxin's big mouth, there was a complicated look in his eyes staring at her.
regret?
disgust?
Still ---- killing intent!
For Hu Lao Er, who advertises himself as a righteous person, it must be a rather unbearable torture for someone who sees bad things do nothing but cannot let her flower of life wither immediately.
"Ha, haha."
A string of laughter, as crisp as silver bells, sounded from Helan Xiaoxin's ears, who was sweating coldly in the vest.
Of course it was Yue Zitong who was smiling.
Extremely joyful.
Today is undoubtedly the happiest day she has had in this period of time.
With news from Li Nanfang.
Li Nanfang sent her a rare dragon ball.
If these two news were not enough for her to be so happy, then Helan Xiaoxin was successively passed by Qin Yuguan and Hu Mietang two transcendents were taught by great figures. This is definitely Mr. Yue's delight.
The resentment that filled her stomach dissipated a lot in an instant.
Especially thinking that her obedient little nephew had an unusual relationship with these super perverts, Mr. Yue was so refreshed in his heart, as if he had drunk an old wine, then took off his clothes and danced on the grass in the sun.
Of course, the dragon ball whose money cannot be measured was taken away by Lao Er Hu, and Mr. Yue was still somewhat unwilling.
But when I thought that even if Hu Lao Er didn't come, this dragon ball could only fall into Helan Xiaoxin's hands, and Yue Zitong's unwillingness was immediately wiped out.
Not caring what kind of gaze Helan Xiaoxin was looking at her, Yue Zitong walked out of the living room happily, came to the three diehards, kicked them one by one, and called out softly: "Hey, hello. , All get up, it's snowing."
At present, the sun is shining brightly, and there is no snowflake falling.
Slowly speaking, it is really snowing, even if there are knives in the sky, the three diehards will not wake up.
They, collectively immersed in the sorrow of suddenly becoming eunuchs, unable to extricate themselves.
"Tongtong, are you very happy?"
Standing at the entrance of the villa, watching the ambulance of the central hospital, Helan Xiaoxin, who disappeared into the distance with a scream, asked Yue Zitong faintly.
"Yeah, you are not blind."
Yue Zitong pursed his mouth and said softly: "Why, don't you like me happy?"
"I like it. Of course I like it."
Helan Xiaoxin also laughed, using a voice that was sweeter than her: "Tongtong, I will make you happier in the evening. Happy, cry."
Yue Zitong, who was so dazzled by joy, his face paled instantly.
"Tongtong, why don't you smile anymore? Your smile is so beautiful. I don't see enough. Tsk, tusk, the surname Hu still praises you as Xiao Huanghua."
Helan Xiaoxin stretched out his hand, the white index finger of his right hand provoked Yue Zitong's round chin, his eyes narrowed in confusion, and the bright red tongue slowly swept across his upper lip, paying no attention to the two patrolling security guards who came over: " Do you think that Li Nanfang is covered by fierce men like Hu Lao Er and Qin Lao Qi, who can come back to you sooner or later, and behave like a cow and a horse for you, you will have the support and you can earn your new sister Your little hand?"
"Huh, isn't it?"
With a first stroke, Yue Zitong freed Helan Xiaoxin's fingers.
After the evening, the two security guards who were on routine patrols discovered that something was wrong at this moment. They immediately stopped with interest, stood under the roadside tree, took out a cigarette and lit a cigarette.
Helan Xiaoxin didn't care about the two security guards either, and sneered slightly: "Yes. Yes, so what?"
"Helan Xiaoxin, you can humiliate and torture me as much as you want now. But I swear, when he comes back-if I were you, I would pack my things now, pat my and hurry up. The temper of my nephew , It’s never good."
"so what?"
After repeating this sentence, Helan Xiaoxin said slowly: "I admit that he almost drowned me once, and he has such determination and strength. But what about that, what about that? He? Already addicted to drugs, just like you."
"I'm dead, and you won't live long."
The uglier Yue Zitong's face, the happier Helan Xiaoxin, with red lips close to her crystal ears, exhaling like blue: "I will be waiting for you in the Yin Cao Jifu. At that time, we will serve the two women together. how about it?"
After raising his hand and slapped Helan Xiaoxin hard, Yue Zitong turned and ran into the house.
"Stupid little yellow flower, the harder you beat me, the harder I will clean up at night."
Helan Xiaoxin raised his hand to cover his cheek, and when he glanced across the two security guards, he smiled charmingly, looked up to the east, and muttered: "Li Nanfang, are you really going back? Where are you now? What?"
As the sky far away in the west, the color of the last sunset glow was gradually swallowed by darkness, and the moon in the east slowly emerged.
Inside a restaurant in Jinghua that is open 24 hours a day.
Jing Hongming is still drinking with Li Nanfang.
On the table, there are still dishes for a table of two hundred yuan-fried potato shreds and the like.
A box of beer has long been drunk, and now both of them bring tea with wine.
From last night to now, a full seventeen or eight hours have passed.
During this long period of time, Jing Hongming must have been a poor man. From the very beginning, he advised Li Nanfang to eat vegetables one by one.
At the beginning, Boss Li didn't know what he meant. He only thought that he cherished the food. Like himself, when the food is too much, he would rather die than waste it.
Now Boss Li understands why Jing Hongming said that.
Just these three dishes, let alone two big men ate them, even if they were feeding the birds-from late last night until this time, they were not enough.
Ok.
When Boss Li finally found out that Jing Hongming was going to die with him to the end today, he followed his advice and ate potato shreds one by one - and he didn't hold on for long.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, there were no hairs left on the three dishes.
That's it, Ten Uncle Jing Hong, who looked like a simple gentleman, couldn't help but persuade Boss Li to eat more.
Whatever you say, I would rather die than waste a little food.
Dip the chopsticks in the vegetable soup and rinse it in your mouth, can it hold up?
Li Nanfang didn't think.
He once strongly suggested that he have a few more dishes and he treats them.
However, they were all rejected by Jing Hongming. He said something lightly. Today is his treat. If Boss Li has to show off his wealth and rush to pay, he will look down upon him.
Li Nanfang looked down on anyone, and didn't dare to look down on the cold-blooded Jing Hongming.
So I had to dip my chopsticks in the vegetable soup and rinse in my mouth.
He wished that the restaurant owner would have the courage to blast out the Jinghong poor ghost who occupied the Maokeng, oh, no, it was occupying the dining table and not ordering, or he would call the police and let the police take away the pretense. Guilty.
In fact, at four o'clock in the morning, the boss had this idea and was ready to take action.
Out of the corner of Li Nanfang's eyes, he saw that the fat boss was about to walk out of the bar. A woman with thin glasses, who got out of nowhere, took a photo of her ID on the bar.
Then, the fat boss stopped raising, and didn't even dare to let go.
It's really a seedless one, this body was wasted for nothing.
Li Nanfang could see it, Jing Hongming was deliberately torturing him, dragging him back to Qingshan.
Alas, Boss Li doesn't understand. The dignified head of the Supreme Security Bureau is definitely a powerful man, but in order to hold him, he personally sat here with him for so long.
Boss Li is both angry and proud.
After all, apart from him, it seemed that he had never heard of anyone Jing Hongming treated in this way.
Jingle made a soft sound.
The phone that Jing Hongming put on the table finally moved after an unbelievable silence for so long.
With chopsticks in his mouth, Li Nanfang, who moved a little while his stomach was full of tea, raised his eyebrows and looked over.
A two-word message flashed on the specially-made mobile phone screen, and work was done.
"Well, time is coming soon, I should go back too."
After faintly glanced at the phone screen, Jing Hongming stood up and said, "You should go, too. Actually, I'm a little puzzled. You are clearly going home. How can you be patient and sit here with me for so long."
Li Nanfang wanted to cry without tears.
He didn't want to explain anything.
To reason with this kind of birdman, it's better to hit a telephone pole with your head, and it will be pleasant.
Jing Hongming walked to the bar and took out seven or eight banknotes.
With so many banknotes, I made up two hundred yuan. Who would believe it?
Li Nanfangxin.
This is his personal experience that he will never forget.
After learning that Jing Hong's fate is extraordinary, how can the fat boss dare to make trouble?
Naturally, he waved his hands again and again in fear and said that he would invite him for a mere meal.
"I have no habit of taking advantage of others."
Jing Hongming put the stack of banknotes on the table, took out a steel pewter from his pocket, and made up two hundred, and then he walked out of the restaurant with his hands on his back and the cool appearance of a master.
"Uncle Ten, that dragon ball has been taken away, right?"
After Li Nanfang followed out, he couldn't help asking.
"I heard that the southern stockings your company produces will be listed soon?"
Jing Hongming did not answer the question.
Li Nanfang pinched his nose and nodded and said yes. Once the Qingshan Fashion Festival is over, the southern stockings will be launched on the market immediately, meeting with the vast number of consumers who are looking forward to it.
After thinking about it, Jing Hongming asked again: "I also heard that your black silk technique is very famous."
Where did you hear so much?
Our company has not held any press conference to announce the black wire technology to the outside world, you know.
Alas, there are more younger brothers, just know more.
Li Nanfang sighed secretly, nodded modestly and said it's okay.
"At that time, don't forget to mail you Aunt Wang. Let her also enjoy the black silk technique that was blown into the dust by you."
"Uncle Ten, I didn't blow."
"Ok?"
"Ok."
Li Nanfang was a little unconvinced: "Uncle Ten, you just told the restaurant owner that you never take advantage of others."
"Ok?"
Jing Hongming seemed to know nothing, so naturally he squinted at him.
Li Nanfang hurriedly gave himself a mouth, indicating that he was talking nonsense and should not frame things that Uncle Ten had never said.
Jing Hongming nodded in satisfaction, and a black car slid in front of him silently.
The thin girl with glasses opened the door and got out of the car, opening the back door.
Jing Hong got into the car, and when the glasses lady was about to close the car door, she suddenly said, "Don't hurt Helan Xiaoxin."
Li Nanfang was stunned, and smiled: "How could I? Even though the act of vindictive retaliation by the lady made me disdain. But I also knew very well that I took the initiative to scapegoat her at that time."
"Her father Helan Bodang is a hero."
After Jing Hongming dropped the thoughtless words, the woman in glasses slammed the car door.
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