When Sun Qiaowei didn't know what was going on and said those words by accident, her whole body became extremely angry.

After she finished speaking, she turned her head directly out of the window, not daring to look at Chen Jing's reaction.

Fortunately, the other party had agreed, and she felt relieved.

But in the blink of an eye, when he thought about whether the other party would think that he was Meng Lang's generation, Panasonic's heart was hanging again.

She secretly glanced at Chen Jing's expression and found that the other person had no such awareness, and then slowly dropped her expression.

Sun Qiaowei didn't know whether she felt more regretful or more hopeful now. But now that things have been done, there's no need to procrastinate anymore.

Thinking like this, she pinched her feet and quickly took off her two canvas shoes. Then she retracted her long legs and quickly took off the socks that reached her ankles with her fingers.

I saw two slender snow-white jade feet stepping on the seat. The toes were even and neat, like ten thin green onion trees.

Through the delicate and translucent white skin of the instep, the tiny blood vessels deep under the skin are faintly visible, which is perfect.

She closed her eyes and quickly turned around, put her long legs on Chen Jing's legs, and pretended to be normal:

"Then let's get started."

Chen Jing looked at her pair of straight and slender white legs, and couldn't help but think of the definition of otaku among netizens.

Perfect legs to enjoy the New Year.

I promise you that you won’t get tired of playing it for a year.

Of course, Chen Jing was not so low-key. Although he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, he quickly started to massage her carefully.

Some things can only be understood but not expressed.

Once the feeling comes, everything will fall into place naturally, and there is no need to pursue it deliberately.

Anyway, his consistent principle is to choose the former between beasts and beasts.

Time passed minute by minute, and for the two people in the car, their days felt like years.

Chen Jing's massage techniques are not just a boast, they definitely have a certain foundation in them.

At least at this moment, although Sun Qiaowei was not thinking about it, she did feel very comfortable. Of course, all this could not explain the indescribable feeling that was growing in her heart.

She wanted to pull her long legs back several times, but in the end she didn't do so.

The same was true for Chen Jing, so he had to move the opponent's legs to cover up the embarrassment.

But sometimes it’s still hard to guard against.

Sun Qiaowei inadvertently swayed her long legs, moved her heels, and suddenly hit something.

In today's era of information explosion, she naturally knew what it was, and her face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

Chen Jing's expression changed accordingly.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the car became more and more indescribable.

…

"By the way, what does the woman in the villa look like? Can she be so obsessed with Ye Zhiming?"

Sun Qiaowei's eyes were as charming as silk, and she deliberately concealed her behavior and found a topic to talk about.

Chen Jing was too disturbed at this moment, and massaged the other party's calf upwards. Hearing this, he reluctantly said:

"I don't know, it's not written in the information."

"Oh. Then we catch Ye Zhiming and take a look at each other's appearance. I'm really looking forward to seeing how beautiful he is." Sun Qiaowei bit her red lips and said.

"I'm not as beautiful as you anyway." Chen Jing blurted out.

"Glib tongue!"

…

"etc!"

"What's wrong?"

"The fish are in the ditch!"

"Damn it! Why did this happen!"

Sun Qiaowei gritted her teeth and retracted her long legs, quickly took out her socks and shoes and put them on. During this period, you could see that her originally white and tender feet had some very obvious red spots.

On the other hand, Chen Jing also quickly packed up and got ready.

After the two of them had packed up, Ye Zhiming's car had been parked and he himself had already walked into the villa.

"Isn't there anyone else going in with you?"

Although Sun Qiaowei, who was half a beat late, saw the vehicle leaving, she didn't know how many people got out of the car.

"He was alone, and the bodyguards were all in the car. At this time, the other party didn't want anyone else to be the light bulb." Chen Jing explained.

When Sun Qiaowei heard this, she looked into the villa with unkind eyes and said in a deep voice: "I'll go inside and catch Ye Zhiming later. I'll get angry first, and you can deal with the bodyguards."

Chen Jing understood what she meant and nodded in agreement: "Take my share."

The feeling of being interrupted was not only uncomfortable for Sun Qiaowei, but also for him.

Hearing this, Sun Qiaowei nodded fiercely.

…

boom!

The car window was suddenly hit by something and shattered to the ground instantly.

The two bodyguards who were sitting in the front parking space and preparing to have a good sleep were instantly furious. They quickly got out of the car without thinking and shouted angrily:

"Who! Which bastard did this?"

A weak breeze blew by, as if in response to their questions.

"Damn! The little brat runs so fast!"

A horse-faced bodyguard looked around with an ugly expression and found no one. Then he looked at the messy windshield in front and couldn't help cursing.

This is the boss's favorite car. If he knew about it and was scolded but didn't say anything, his reward for this month would also be fined.

I have always spent a lot of money, and I have no savings. If all my money is really deducted, I will go drink northwest wind.

He quickly turned his brain and said to his companions without looking back:

"Old Wang, why don't we take the car to the auto repair shop and reinstall the glass now? It won't take long. Anyway, the boss will spend one night here, and he won't find anything when he comes out the next day. Let's

You will not be punished."

"OK."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice rang out.

Wenyan Ma's face was very happy and couldn't wait to say: "Then let's hurry up."

Just as he said this, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

This voice... doesn't sound like Lao Wang's.

Thinking of this, he reflexively turned around and looked back, and suddenly found a young man standing behind him. He subconsciously blurted out:

"Who are you? Where is Lao Wang?"

The young man was Chen Jing. Hearing this, he pursed his lips to the side and said:

"Is this Lao Wang you are talking about?"

Ma Lian looked in the direction pointed by Chen Jing, and saw that Lao Wang, who was usually known as punching the 18th Street green forest hero, was already lying on the ground, motionless.

"damn it!"

Ma Lian finally realized that something was wrong, and saw that he had reached his right hand to his waist as fast as he could in his life. However, when he was about to take action, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was gone.

Suddenly, he received a heavy blow on the back of his head without warning.

While the world was spinning, he finally caught the figure of that person out of the corner of his eyes.

'When did he run behind me?'

As a warrior, Ma Lian felt a sense of absurdity, but he had no time to think about it as his eyelids fell into darkness.

After easily dealing with the two warrior bodyguards, Chen Jing moved the clothes covering his horse's face away from his waist with the tips of his shoes, only to see a black pistol inserted into the holster at his waist.

He put a little force on his feet, and a force of energy was introduced into the pistol through his shoes. A series of "click" sounds were heard softly, and all the internal parts of the pistol were destroyed.

Then he threw the two people into the car so as not to affect community health. After waiting quietly for five minutes, he saw Sun Qiaowei walking out of the villa with someone in her hand.

"This guy has suffered a lot."

Chen Jing looked at the unconscious Ye Zhiming's bruised and swollen face. If it weren't for the iconic golden eyes on the bridge of his nose, he wouldn't have recognized him at all.

"It's pretty light."

Sun Qiaowei, who had somewhat relieved her anger, said as she threw Ye Zhiming in the trunk of her car.

boom!

The trunk is tightly closed.
Chapter completed!