Is it good-looking?

Looks good, or is it not good-looking?

Can Duan Lang answer this question?

No, it must not. Whether he answers or not, he will put himself in a completely embarrassing situation, which is obvious.

"I didn't see anything. Although he was a little weak-hearted, Duan Lang still pretended to be calm and said.

If you don't admit it, you won't admit it if you kill it.

Admit it, and you're losing.

Although his understanding of the quiet body is definitely not limited to the tip of the iceberg, but at the time of the Dubai Hotel, after all, both of them drank a lot of wine, how much can he remember?

"Why don't you take a second look?" Sitting quietly on the ground, his legs slightly forked, and suddenly closed again.

Duan Lang's pupils also shrank suddenly.

Enchanting, seductive, seductive and white legs, and along the legs all the way in, a translucent small interior once again clearly reflected in front of Duan Lang's eyes, and inside the small interior, there are endless bewitching scenery......

A cold, but seemingly warm liquid flowed out of Duan Lang's nostrils and ticked on the ground.

If you look closely, it's a reddish liquid.

He had a nosebleed!

You say, you say, quiet this person, how can she do this?

I'm a serious man, I accidentally looked at it just now, and as a result, she actually did such a thing.

Why don't I show you again?

Is he Duan Lang that kind of person?

Abominable, hateful, shameless...... Even if you want to show others, you have to show them for a while, just glance at it in a hurry, what can you see?

"Okay, don't make a fuss, I'll help you up. Trying to restrain his mood, Duan Lang sat up quietly.

"It seems that in your heart, I am not insignificant, useless. "Quiet and charming, with affection, between the eyebrows, showing a strong joy.

"Are you still hungry?" Ignoring the quiet words, Duan Lang asked.

"Hungry, very hungry. He touched his empty stomach and said quietly. She was already a little hungry, and with the physical work she had been doing for so long, she was even hungrier now. An Aston Martin was scrapped by a weak woman, didn't she have to pay a little price?

"Let's go, I'll take you to supper. Grabbing his quiet hand, he walked towards his Volkswagen Polo.

This man is stubborn, murderous, and domineering......

But it is this stubbornness, ferocity, and domineering that deeply attracts quietness.

If, after what happened in Dubai, they never had the chance to meet again, that would be a different matter.

But the crux of the matter is that they meet again.

From childhood to adulthood, there are not a few men who pursue her with her quiet identity and appearance, but Quiet herself doesn't know why, she has a soft spot for the man who took away her for the first time and reversed right and wrong, distorting black and white.

Perhaps, this is the so-called love.

She knows that this kind of love is simply out of reach for her.

However, since we see each other again, why not fight for it?

Who can be sure that when happiness comes knocking on the door, not in the next moment?

Duan Lang simply found a night snack shop, and the two of them dealt with it, which was considered to fill their stomachs, and then sent Jing Jing home, turned around and returned to the Spring Villa of Caotang, and looked at the time, it was close to the early morning.

Entering the villa and turning on the light, a figure on the sofa really scared Duan Lang.

Han Jianing!

It's so late, Han Jianing doesn't turn on the lights, what are you doing sitting on the sofa in the living room?

Could it be that she wants to ask the teacher for sin?

A question suddenly rose in Duan Lang's heart.

"Are you back?" It's just that to Duan Lang's great surprise, Han Jianing, who was sitting on the sofa, saw that he came back so late, and he didn't ask the teacher to ask for the guilt, but quickly stood up, his voice was full of tenderness and concern.

Li Min's words continue to echo in Han Jianing's head to this day.

Anle No. 3 ...... She couldn't tell what the reason for Duan Lang using this medicine was now.

After the discussion between her and Mu Qianjiao, they felt that Duan Lang's use of this medicine was very likely to heal serious mental wounds. Because, both of them, they both thought of one person at the same time...... Zhao Yulin.

Zhao Yulin's brother Lei Zi seems to have died because of Duan Lang......

"I didn't come back until midnight, are you hungry, do you want to eat something?" Seeing that Duan Lang didn't speak, Han Jianing continued to ask.

What's the situation?

Han Jianing changed his normality, which suddenly made Duan Lang a little uncertain.

He didn't know what kind of medicine Han Jianing, a woman, was selling in the gourd.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

For example, when she said she was hungry, she brought herself some food, but in fact, there were already crotons and other things in it.

"Let me ask you, why are you looking at me like this?" Facing Duan Lang's gaze, Han Jianing suddenly looked a little unnatural, smiled awkwardly, and asked with a somewhat coquettish face.

"Wife......" swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Duan Lang stepped forward, probed Han Jianing's forehead with one hand, and then probed his own forehead. "I don't have a fever......"

......: "You don't have a fever?"

Han Jianing didn't expect that he changed his attitude at all, and in exchange for Duan Lang's words, it turned out to be Duan Lang's words.

"No, I'll take a look. Duan Lang grabbed Han Jianing's hand, checked the pulse, and asked rather strangely. "Wife, you're not sick, are you?"

"Duan ......" Han Jianing's complexion changed suddenly, full of anger, and gritted his teeth.

"You're not sick. Looking at Han Jianing, who was gritting his teeth, Duan Lang was finally relieved and said.

"......, "Are you not sick?" Duan Lang's two sentences before and after completely made Han Jianing cry and laugh.

Could it be that he has always been so fierce and evil in his mind?

A question is constantly rising in Han Jianing's heart.

If you think about it, it seems that this is really the case.

Since the two of them have been married for so long, Han Jianing has not been kind to Duan Lang a few times.

However, you can't blame yourself for this, Han Jianing couldn't help it, and thought a little aggrieved.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Duan Lang, the things you do on weekdays are too infuriating.

"It's good if you're not sick, it's good if you're not sick, wife, it's so late, hurry up and go to bed, I'll go first, good night." There was something wrong with Han Jianing, Duan Lang didn't know what medicine this woman had taken wrong, what would happen to her in a while, in short, it shouldn't be a good thing, so he hurriedly left a sentence and quickly fled.

"Duan Lang, you bastard......" Seeing Duan Lang quickly slip into the room, the door closed with a "bang", Han Jianing stood in place, stomping his feet angrily.