A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"I didn't mean to break your belt. Why are you crooked? Just now, it was an emergency. I didn't pull your belt and I sank. Besides, your zipper, what happened if I broke it? You didn't wear elephant pants inside. It's not enough to hide your yelling, really stingy! Is it possible to accompany you with ten things? We should have high-five to celebrate when we escaped from the dead. It's so happy, but you just don't know the general view!"

Jian Zhangke: "..." He doesn't know the general situation, and he is still in a bad mood?!

If the eyes can kill!He didn't know he had plucked this dead woman thousands of times!

I was full of anger, I really didn't want to look at it more, I really didn't want to look at it when I was disgusted.

Leave the people behind.

Jiang Zilin shook, steadied her heels, just about to get angry, looking at the "handsome back" of his pants who was so angry and had to take a step, the smile could not be covered by pursing her lips, and she ran after her softly and gently: "Oh, Jian Zhangke, hey, hey, where to go, no guns..."

"roll!"

"You wait for me."

"Leave far away--"

"Don't go too fast, wait until the next split-slit pants will be opened, it won't make the situation worse, but fortunately I will hum Erquan Yingyue! Humph~humph~ (just rap and sing)"

"..." Cerebral hemorrhage, exploded, Qiqiao made smoke, "You go to Laozi-go!!!"

Covering his mouth, he couldn't help but laugh, he wanted to laugh when he saw his black head, Zhou Zhengzheng.

Cute, dumb-mouthed, and pitiful, facing her sharp teeth, there was only one word tumbling in her mouth.

"Oh, Jian Zhangke, your pants are open, what did I just say? How do you say haha—"

"..." Injustice, simply.

...

The nose is not the nose and the eyes are not the eyes.

After walking along the shore of the wilderness, I walked to a place with humans.

I'm sure it's still in Chenglin, but which part of Chenglin needs to be positioned.

Jiang Zilin still couldn't get close to the exploded piece of wood, and she was killed by a cold eye.

As for it, didn't it just damage your lower/half/body...no, a pair of pants?

When she walked to a slightly lively street market, her open-minded lady admitted to a clothing store. At the door, she said to a man with a cold face who was hiding in the dark with her pants, "Buy it for you. , Show someone a face."

After entering, the shop owner gave a warm welcome.

But Jiang Zilin glanced, suddenly a little...that...

A few minutes later, Jian Zhangke'waited forward' and the woman finally came out.

He stretched out his hand with a cold face.

Jiang Zilin had a weird expression, so she gave it.

The man glared at her, hiding in the dark, quickly changing his pants in the dark.

After the change, he was dry and his black face was a little more attractive. When he walked out of the shadow in the corner, he was about to walk towards the street in strides.

"Hey." Jiang Zilin looked at this person's figure under the street lamp, her eyes turned away, but after all she was still "unbearable".

The man ignored her and walked forward.

With a sad look on her face, she had to catch up, "That, Jian Zhangke..."

"What's wrong!!" There was a roar.

She was yelled at the back, this was not over yet, this person pointed his finger over and said, "I have spent my last eight years performing tasks with you, Jiang Zilin, I have had enough!"

Her fingers covering her eyes opened slightly, but she was aggrieved, "Don't be fierce, I kindly remind you, it's you...you, your pants..."

"What's wrong with the pants!!" Annoying!simply!

Seeing that she wanted to see and couldn't bear to see, she still looked down.

Jian Zhangke also bowed his head-

For a moment, the angry man's face froze inch by inch, twitching inch by inch, petrified-Wanshulou www.wanshulou.org

With the sky above, he still couldn't believe it!

There was still a little hope, but when he saw the'magical' gazes of passers-by coming and going, he was so incredulous that he reached out with a pale face and picked up the pants on his lap.

Close your eyes and choose death.

Jiang Zilin didn't know how long she waited, a century!Dear, it's really been that long.

There was a hell-like sound from above, "Jiang Zilin."

There was a hiccup in her throat.

"You bought me... long trousers...?"

"I..." flicked back.

"long johns?!"

"No, in that shop..."

"long johns?!!"

"Jan Zhang Ke, I didn't mean it..."

"Qiu, trousers?!!!" The repeater is on, only one sentence, and constantly forced to come over.

"Why do you blame me? You killed me! Do you expect to buy Armani trousers in a shop in this urban-rural fringe?!"

She danced wildly with her hands, closed her eyes for fear of being beaten, but she was extremely aggrieved and muttered and screamed: "It’s either long trousers or wool trousers worn by old people in the shop. It costs fifty yuan a pair of wool trousers. I think you bought it so strong. What a waste, long johns are 30 cheaper than 20, I have so little money, I still want to eat dinner, am I wrong?!"

"Let’s talk about autumn and long trousers! Long trousers are also a kind of talent in Yushu Linfeng, chic, suave, majestic, and the best in the world. You are so beautiful! Or look at how these women on the street cast you at you Come and enjoy the infatuated look!"

The man's instinct is overflowing with blood...

His fame...

The ruthless fame that he spent so much effort to create was just destroyed in the-Chenglin Urban-rural Junction.

In the future, the special team surnamed Marshal Jian = the street dashing long pants man...?

Feeling sad, with one hand covering important points, hiding in the bushes on the side of the road, and looking at it again, who is not looking at the madman on the street!

Yushu Linfeng, this woman really wants to choke her to death!!

Jiang Zilin waited and waited, shaking courage and leaning over to someone squatting behind the grass, "Don’t be angry, even long trousers have been worn out of Fashion Week by you! Your legs are so long and straight. Really handsome..."

"To shut up."

Hmm, shut up.

After waiting for a while, my whole body was wet and really uncomfortable, "Eh Jian Zhangke."

Something hit in the face.

She borrowed the street lamp to pick it up and took a look. The men’s wallet, the man behind the bushes made a voice like an ice cellar, “Get cash from it, and you can get me a pair of normal pants within five minutes! Otherwise, I will kill you!!!”

Okay, one thousand yuan in cash, who would have thought of carrying cash to perform the task, she can have dinner by the way.

Looking back, he silently squatted his head in the grass, but his hair was erected like a cold thorn, and his hands were tied, showing how angry he was.

"Then Ajian, wait for your sister to come back, don't run around, I will buy you some dog food for good performance, Wang~!"

"You reckless woman..."

"Bye bye!" Fei body jumped, dexterous.

However, he can't show up in front of him now, so he has to squat down, gritted his teeth and waited.

...

Fortunately, the urban-rural junction was not too frantic. After walking some distance, I still saw normal men's and women's clothing stores.

It's just that those trousers, most of them seem to be like those worn by a servant-driver in her fifties in Hong Kong. Older trousers are popular on Taobao!

No matter what, I don't usually see that he cares about image so much.