Chapter 170

The chief officer's eyes were dark, but in the end, he just reached out and pinched her chin.

"I'll deal with the matter first and then consider how to punish you. Go on, what did Cheng Jiaming do to you besides verbal flirting?"

Mian Mian didn't seem to think that he would ask such a fine question. Suddenly he was shocked and embarrassed. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to open his mouth

She tangled for a few seconds, her cheeks were red suspiciously: "it's Rogue, I don't want to say..."

How can she say such things?

A man can't bear to show his face.

From a legal point of view, molestation and hooliganism should also be judged on the basis of specific acts.

She refused to say anything. How did he define what those people should do?

"Be obedient and make it clear. If it's serious, please ask the police to intervene. It's not just that I find someone to clean up in private."

“……” Cotton and cotton two small hands together, cheeks are more and more red

She bit her lips and said angrily, "it's a hooligan! I don't know how to say it, like you did to me... "

As soon as the words came out, the war chief's face turned black.

Mian Mian was a little surprised. Although he was very serious, he didn't look so cloudy

The grip on her chin seemed a little heavier: "what do you say?"

“……” Mian Mian's cheeks are crimson, and she is unwilling to repeat the scene at that time.

But Zhan Muqian's eyes are more and more terrible.

At first, he was just unhappy, but in just a few seconds, Mianmian became fierce -

Mian Mian didn't know what he said wrong. His heart grew fiercer and fiercer. Looking at Zhan Muqian's cruel eyes, he felt that if he didn't speak again, he would stretch out his hand and strangle himself

"I really can't remember. I was afraid. Chi Yu was there, or you can ask him..."

War chief's face is gloomy.

Now he realized that things were not as simple as Jiang mianmianmiankou said.

It's not the conflict he understood among the young children.

Can let Jiang mianmianmian say fear, he should have thought of the seriousness of things.

Looking at the poor appearance of Jiang mianmianmian, he didn't want to force her to talk any more.

The war chief suppressed his temper and ordered coldly: "OK, you go to the bathroom and sleep. Tomorrow you wake up and write a check for me. Five thousand words is the least."

“……”

In normal times, ginger cotton and cotton have already been rough.

But now the air pressure in this study is very low

She could feel that Zhan Muqian was really angry.

She stood up obediently, carefully unbuttoned, took off his broad suit and put it on the sofa.

The voice is low and soft: "Oh, then I went to take a bath. Uncle, you have a rest earlier..."

It's a rare coincidence that she just walked two steps, but the man behind her turned back in a deep voice -

"come back."

"Ah?"

She turned her head stupidly, careful of the beating of her liver.

"Can't understand people?"

Cotton bites your lips and moves back in small steps

Meow, meow, this man was more fierce before

Then, Mian Mian was twisted by the soldier's big hand before he stood steadily. His soft body was pressed on his thigh, and his little round and upturned butt was slapped unpredictably --

"hiss!"

Zhan Muqian only hit her once.

It's not heavy, but punishment means a lot.

He was stout, dignified and indifferent, and said one word at a time: "I used to restrain you, but I didn't touch my bottom line. I was up to you. This is the last time to spare you, don't force me to completely transform you, Mianmian, do you want to be transformed into a good girl by me? "