Song Rujuan snorted angrily, Guo Xiaohai looked up in her eyes, and immediately said furiously: "What kind of conscience is this husband doing?"

I saw two familiar figures on Qianlu Street, one was Dean Wang's cousin Meng Guangfu, and the sexy little red jacket, brand-name sneakers, and the long gray-white head around the bald head, combed together, like an old artist, with a red face.

The little girl next to him was actually a college student who was shopping. She looked like she was seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was even younger. She had a ponytail and looked shabby school uniform. She looked shabby and embarrassed, and had a pitiful figure. She lowered her head and followed Meng Guangfu next to her.

Judging from age, the two looked like a father and daughter, but the difference between the rich and poor dress was too big. Moreover, Meng Guangfu, while drooling at the girl's hippie face, also touched her hands and feet from time to time, holding the girl's shoulders and hugging the girl's little waist, which was not like an elder.

Seeing the girl helplessly breaking away from time to time, Guo Xiaohai's eyes were so bloodless that she was the daughter of the rural man crying at the entrance of the hospital. She received a scholarship and borrowed money from her classmates.

"You go back first, I'll go and have a look." Guo Xiaohai looked at the backs of the two men and said with a gloomy face.

"No, I'll go with you." Song Rujuan did not hesitate.

The two followed quietly. Meng Guangfu laughed all the way, took the girl out of a clothing store, and then entered another clothing store.

This guy actually bought clothes for the girl. In front of the fitting room in the distance, the shy girl took off her school uniform and tried one piece after another in front of Meng Guangfu, as if a model was performing. Seeing the girl's ever-changing look, Meng Guangfu's face turned red with excitement, and then picked up a small one-piece skirt, which was tulle, with a hollow behind her back, and a short slit, "Come on, try wearing this one, this sexy, beautiful..."

The female clerk looked at Meng Guangfu in surprise and said that she was still a school student and wearing such exposed clothes. What kind of mentality does this person have?

The girl blushed so hard that she lowered her head and flipped around with her little skirt, as if she had no courage. Under Meng Guangfu's repeated urging, she finally entered the fitting room again.

"Hey, is this a father and daughter?" A female clerk next to Guo Xiaohai whispered to her colleagues.

"How is it possible? My father bought such exposed clothes for his daughter and asked her to exchange them for herself one by one. She is psychopathic. Look at the old man's eyes, it looks like a wolf, and she seems to want to eat this little girl." A clerk said.

"It's hard to say. Maybe this is a Japanese devil. You don't know. Some of the Japanese devils' daughters are eighteen years old and are still taking a bath together. This is their tradition. Look at this old guy, does he look like the old guy in that island country action movie..." Another clerk whispered, in return for a low laugh.

The little girl there changed into two sets of clothes. After changing her clothes, she was actually very glamorous. Her face was handsome and slim. She was originally a beauty. After she had her old clothes, she seemed to have a beautiful jade pearl wiped away from dust, which shone brightly for a moment. In addition, Meng Guangfu asked her to wear all the sexy clothes, which were intertwined with tenderness and sexyness, which made her feel an indescribable charm.

Guo Xiaohai looked at the girl's tender face, fair skin and sexy dress, and was even more angry, and couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Switch to this!" Meng Guangfu took another piece of flesh-colored stockings and a translucent bra and handed it over.

"Old pervert, you are so cruel to the heavens and harming the truth. You can be his granddaughter. It's really not a thing!" Song Rujuan cursed in a low voice.

Soon, Meng Guangfu generously swiped his card, bought three sexy clothes, and went out of the fashion store with a girl with her head down.

In front, we arrived at the Rome Hotel. Meng Guangfu seemed impatient to pull the girl in.

Looking at the backs of the two people at the front desk, Guo Xiaohai's face turned cold and he was already moved. "Don't go up, wait for me below!"

Song Rujuan knew what might be born next, so she stopped showing off and waited obediently in the hall.

"Have you brought a mask?" Guo Xiaohai asked.

Song Rujuan hurriedly took out the mask she carried with her bag and handed it over. Guo Xiaohai put it on, raised his collar, and on the sand backrest next to him. Next to several passengers, a baseball cap was placed there. Guo Xiaohai passed by and took it over and got stuck on his head. Well, fortunately, there were many people wearing masks these two days, so it would not attract attention. Guo Xiaohai rushed towards the elevator.

Song Rujuan knew that he was trying to avoid surveillance in the hotel. So would he beat that old guy up?

This idea made Song Rujuan secretly excited. It was everyone's nature to long for adventure, especially in such a dull life now. Guo Xiaohai is so different from other men, without hypocrisy, without pedanticity, so full of wildness, and exciting. Song Rujuan couldn't help but feel excited when she saw Guo Xiaohai running in.

The elevator had already been shown to the third floor. Guo Xiaohai pondered for a moment, rushed into the stairs next to him, took a deep breath, and rushed up like wind.

When asked the front desk waiter Meng Guangfu opened which room he had opened, he would reveal himself and would not be able to do anything next. The only way was to follow!

The third floor, there was no stop, the fourth floor, there was no stop, and the seventh floor, and there was a "ding" sound from the elevator.

Guo Xiaohai quickly dodged to the side of the corridor, stretched his head to see that in Room 1752, Meng Guangfu had already opened the door and entered. The girl was still standing at the door with her head down, not willing to go in.

Guo Xiaohai's thoughts moved, and a bold idea emerged. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and walked straight over, taking out the bank card from his body.

"Come in, hurry in..." Meng Guangfu's voice came from the door, and then he stretched out his arm and pulled the little girl in.

The room door was automatically closed. At this moment, Guo Xiaohai had already arrived in front of him. He stretched out his hand and stuffed the bank card into the crack of the door. The door seemed to be closed, but the automatic door lock was blocked by the bank card and it was not locked.

Fortunately, Meng Guangfu did not show the door and was not locked. This guy was so anxious that he had already pierced into the bathroom and released water.

Guo Xiaohai secretly let out a long breath, and his back was already sweating. This series of tracking, blocking the door, making decisive and neat decisions. At this moment, even he admired himself. He was simply a talented person born in spy wars. He was probably not inferior to those spy war elites in the National Security Bureau of Mr. Li Yilun.

Meng Guangfu's sound of water release is intermittent and ticking. It seems that he may have excessive indulgence and his prostate is very bad.

Guo Xiaohai stood in front of the door, pretending to be a tenant who had just returned, and was swiping the room card.

There were voices of high and low voices coming from the room, as if Meng Guangfu was coercating and seducing the little girl.

Soon, you can hear Meng Guangfu's heavy breathing and the little girl's struggle and suppressed whine from time to time.
Chapter completed!