Chapter 923

He clenched his teeth. Every word seemed to come out of his teeth.

But Mianmian can see that he is still patient.

Mian Mian's scalp was scratched by him, but his pretty little face was still smiling.

"Oh, my father is dying. He was framed and got a bad name. Although he is not a very good man, he has devoted most of his life to country A. I can't see that he was framed and insulted wantonly. As for face What do I want to do with my face? I just want to help my father to fight back. As long as someone can help me, I am willing to do anything. What's more, it's just to be played. Fortunately, I'm young and have some looks. There are always some weird uncles who will like my style and hope to be played Why don't I? "

She smiled so triumphantly that the pleasure of revenge was written in her face.

Zhan Muqian, such a calm and dignified person, has been enraged by her and shivered all over.

He doesn't look like a president at all. He looks like a poor man wearing a green hat by his wife

Mian Mian goes on, "well, you've said that I'm so dirty. It's nice for someone to touch me. I'm not a pure and clean kid, just a bitch you've played with." she smilingly tugs at a man's tie. "Mr. President, I was made by you so many times last night, and Every time it's a long time. I'm very hard. Should you give me some pocket money as compensation? Don't be so stingy. I'm a woman. I have to cherish myself. It's necessary to buy some supplements and nutrition products for myself... "

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Zhan Muqian's face is gloomy. I don't know when his generous palm has been raised.

Mian Mian didn't mean to be afraid at all, but she deliberately said in a pitiful voice, "Oh, does Mr. President still want to hit me? It's ok if I don't pay for it several times, and I want to play with such a heavy taste, like you It's really bullying. "

His Adam's apple rolled and his brain didn't know what he was thinking.

Cotton was grabbed by his neck, and his clothes were peeled away by him in a hurry

His little wife's white body is indeed full of all kinds of ambiguous traces.

But he couldn't tell whether it was true, as she said, or whether it was made by others, or whether it was made by his uncontrolled vent last night

The cotton was stripped smooth by him, but there was no sense of shame.

Her cheeks were tinged with seductive pink, but it didn't seem that she was shy.

Zhan Muqian leaned over and clamped her ankles. He yelled and scolded as he examined them. "Where did you let them touch you? You speak, Jiang mianmianmian, please tell me clearly! Where have you been touched? I'll gouge it out with a knife and talk! "

He was pinching his neck on cotton quilt, coughing with the breath.

The white fingers were slowly raised under the urging, first fell on his chest, then slipped through his waist and abdomen, and gradually fell on the place he repeatedly checked.

"Well, I've been touched. Why don't you kill me directly? It hurts to gouge out the meat. I'm afraid."

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