Chapter 109:

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This is why the anti-theft badge 　　 Huai Jin came to the door because Song Luan hadn’t been out for a long time, and he always worried about what happened to her. He heard that the second son of Zhao’s family and his wife had recently been repaired well. He listened to it as a joke, because Song Luan said before him that he hated his husband. She thought that she was forced to marry him by medicine It was Zhao Nanyu's strategy, so she was very dissatisfied with Zhao Nanyu.
Huai Jin did not expect that he ran into someone else’s true husband the first time he came to the door. He has been in the city for so many years, and his temperament is also very spicy, and he is not afraid, rushing inwards, his hands and feet are controlled by people , Not giving up yet.
Zhao Nanyu stood quietly under the stairs for a long time with his back on his hands. His eyes were as dark as the pool, and he rubbed the corner of his mouth. He smiled and asked, "Who is this?"
Someone dared to tell him the truth. Everyone lowered their heads and refused to squeak. The stewards looked at them, and they quickly took the people away.
The arc of Zhao Nanyu's lips slowly slipped, his eyes were cold, and his voice suddenly cooled down. He snapped: "Are you dumb?"
The stewards and others were so trembling that they were cold all over, and their backs were cold and sweaty in the hot weather.
Huai Jinneng and Song Luan were so embarrassed that they were destined to be raped, and they were destined to have the same temperament. They were so splashy and blind that they were still struggling to die. He yelled, "Who am I? You don’t really know, Mr. Zhao? ?"
Zhao Nanyu stepped on the black boots step by step, standing at a distance of three steps away from him, bending the corner of his mouth, his cold eyes swept across his face in an instant, and said clearly, word by word: " Are you worthy?"
As soon as the words fell, he lifted his feet and kicked him toward Nan Huai's chest. This foot used a very ruthless force. It was not like a reader. Huai Jin was kicked by him immediately, and his back waist hit the doorpost. A burst of pain came from Liufu, and blood ran slowly down the corner of his lips.
Zhao Nanyu looked at a dead object with his eyes, he patted his shirt gracefully, raised his lips and smiled, "Butler, give away."
"Yes."
Huai Jin endured the pain and climbed up firmly, rubbing the blood at the corner of his mouth freely with his hands, and snored, "Laugh, I will go by myself."
This dog day, the thing is really vicious, no wonder Aluan doesn't like him, and rude men are nothing good.
Yuck Yuck.
Zhao Nanyu's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and the strong anger was forced into his heart. His face went completely black. He went straight to the backyard without saying a word. When he reached halfway, he stopped suddenly, changed his direction and returned to the study.
He had to be calm, although now he wanted to do something special to Song Luan so that she would have a long memory, but it was not time.
Zhao Nanyu was very clear about Huai Jin's details, and even when Song Luan redeemed him, the two had met several times, each time he said something and did something, and he knew it.
After he gradually took care of Song Luan, he could no longer remain indifferent, and he would hate it.

Song Luan twitched around the house anxiously. She didn't know how many men the original owner had recruited. Before, she naively thought that there was only one He Run. She turned around and came to another one. She felt that she was going to be bald. .
After hearing the news that Zhao Nanyu kicked the little kick away, she was even more upset, she racked her brains and thought about how to deal with him for a while.
First of all, it must be unrecognizable, but Song Luan did not know exactly how far the original owner and that little dru had developed, so she could not deny it completely.
Song Luan's brain hurt, but fortunately, Zhao Nanyu didn't come over immediately to settle accounts with her, which also gave her a chance to breathe.
The dark night of early summer, when it was time for dinner, the sky in the distance was still bright, and the evening glow was blossoming.
Zhao Nanyu Jing came down and wrote two words, then took the hand of knowing his brother and went to Song Luan's house with him for dinner.
Song Luan was also panicked. She looked at Zhao Nanyu anxiously, and found that his face was no different than usual. She couldn't help but ask herself, could he bear it like this? Don't plan to pursue?
Zhao Nanyu smiled in the corner of his eyes and spoke softly, "Why keep looking at me?"
Song Luan felt hairy, not sure about his thoughts, and could not understand how he looked like nothing happened for years, she said: "I listen..."
Zhao Nanyu narrowed his eyes, smiled slightly, and then interrupted her, "Let's eat first."
Only after you are full will you have the energy to settle the accounts.
When Song Luan rushed to her throat, she was forced to do so. She had the courage to show off and take the initiative to show off with him. Explaining it, Zhao Nanyu didn't seem to want to mention it.
She squeezed chopsticks and looked at her favorite dishes on the table without any appetite.
Zhao Nanyu puts vegetables in her bowl, fearing that she will not eat well and hungry, "eat more."
Song Luan gradually let go of his mind and relieved, "Thank you." Since he didn't mention it, she didn't need to touch his mold.
At night, Zhao Nanyu rarely stayed in her house once. Song Luan just finished wiping her hair, and she still had a faint fragrance on her body. She was wearing very thin, and the summer coat was transparent. She could see her exquisite body early in the morning. Clearly understand.
Under the moonlight, she seemed to glow white, and her slender white neck made people want to take a bite on it. She did not notice the person behind her, facing the bed board, supporting her head with one hand, and flipping the other with her hand. books.
Song Luan was too hot. His loose trousers rolled up halfway, revealing a fair-skinned calf. Both feet were curled up, small and cute.
Zhao Nanyu appeared quietly behind her, shrouded her in a shadow, and after watching it for a while, she suddenly reached out to hold her wrist and lifted the person to herself.
Song Luan opened his eyes wide and looked at him silly. At this time they were very close. Zhao Nanyu's breath spilled on her neck, causing her goose bumps to come out.
The two people's faces were almost sticking together. Zhao Nanyu's dark eyes stared closely at her, slowly opening her mouth, and she seemed very happy. "I came back in the afternoon and met a very interesting man in front of my house."
Song Luan shrank towards the corner of the bed, and she knew that Zhao Nanyu's perversion could not easily spare her. She smiled reluctantly, "I heard."
Zhao Nanyu raised her eyebrows. "I heard that. I'm afraid you don't know about it. It seems that the funny man has an unusual relationship with you."
Song Luan's back was already sweating coldly. She held her mind and said slowly, "Actually I have nothing to do with him."
She also knows how weak her explanation is, but Song Luan believes that the original owner and the little guy should never have done anything extraordinary, and the woman's intuition never missed.