One Hundred Ways to Satisfy Your Beloved Wife

Xiang held the tea and pushed open the door curtain, and saw Yuqi with her legs crouching so uncomfortable.

Putting the tea aside, he asked curiously: "Sir, what makes you so happy? ”

”Yuqi calmly lifted the cup and moistened her throat. 'It's no big deal,' she said. 'It's just that we have a young woman in our family.

Xiang: “? Where's your wife and daughter? ”

“Pfft."

Yuqi sprayed the tea and stared at the housekeeper!

Damn, tell me the truth!

“I am talking about the"... ”Yuqi Ninja's heart ached, explaining that he has not been able to be more genuine with Xiang. After all, a single thread in his housekeeper's head is not a day or two.

“Oh... you're talking about the young lady... but he's not your daughter either..." Xiangxian replied, seeing Yuqi sprayed out another sip of water, hurrying carefully to gather the towel.

Yu Qi's heart was stuck, and he automatically ignored Xiang's thoughtful little eyes.

Honest Shing's inner thoughts are complicated: is it true that the mistress is right, has her husband reached menopause? How can you spill any tea? But he dared not ask Yuqi directly, but the Internet said that one of the menopause is very irritable, if you say too much, it might only be the opposite.

“Huh! I told you you didn't understand either! Is that a daughter like a daughter? Of course... that's not the point, the point is she just texted me saying she missed me and invited me to her birthday party! ”

“Look!!! That's not even Jade's mother!” Yu Qixer rocked his phone, and a pair of peach blossoms had infinite flair.

“Haven't been around in years! I don't know what tradition this secular world has for birthdays. ”

“What kind of gift do you think I have for you? And those two little guys, they have to go in disguise...”

“Well... in a month, I have to make a plan. ”

The more Yuqi thinks about it, the more excited she feels, the more her heart shakes, and the more she naturally can't play.

Xiang looked at his excitement, thinking about it, and hid himself and Iron Bull from receiving a message.

Menopause is dangerous.

How does it feel that their master's intelligence is falling?

......

An abandoned factory on the southern outskirts of L.A.

A group of men in silver masks are spread out in dark corners.

On a grave less than meters from the factory, two people in gold masks, a man and a woman in shape, both of whom are the same gold masks, still have some gaps in the tattoos.

In front of them, there was also a large slap screen, small screens divided into four pieces, corresponding to each of the four rooms in the warehouse.

“Left wing, you taste so heavy, can't you honestly get a car? You have to cut people's heads off and squat in their graves.” Lazy women's voices are loud and clear in the graveyard.

The man next to her frowned, unhappy: “Right wing, shut up if you don't want to die... do you know how good King is? Do you think I'd stay in this cave if I hadn't retreated to get everything? ”

“Oh...” the woman chuckled carelessly.

“It's just a legendary killer myth, but it was years ago... and besides, we still have the old man, what are you afraid of? ”

“Really? Then why don't you meet him?” A man's eyes flickered past, and a shady...

“Well... then the head will be mine, you can't rob me in front of the boss! ”

“Of course.”

The conversation between the two stopped, and the silent cemetery left only the sound of the wind roaring in the bushes.

The man in the gold mask looked at the red dot on the screen, representing the right wing, and the corner of his mouth smiled.

King... always King...

...

Qin Sam didn't know that he was not far from home and had a little brother from the enemy.

All he knows is he's in a terrible mood!

He hadn't figured out how to explain to his daughter-in-law why he was falsely replaced. He was tortured all the way by dragon-derived demonic sounds.

By the time he got out of the car, his little brother was about to cry.

Fearlessly asked him where he got such a great god from. Hurry up and send him away. Qin Sam was very suspicious whether it was a mistake to take the dragon out.

But soon.

Dragon Yan proved by practical action that he was indeed a great god.

While Dragon Soul's little brothers were still studying tactics, where to break into the warehouse.

The girl was already carrying a sniper gun, wearing a golden mask that came from Qin Sam, and swung straight to the warehouse.

He himself was dressed in a special nightgown, fused with the night, and theoretically disagreed with being discovered.

But...

Dragon derivatives are wearing a golden mask. I don't know how it works. The darker the light, the brighter the mask!

Everyone was shocked at his appearance!

The eyes of the people on Dragon Soul Qin Sam's side are star-shaped: Dude, to you as a man!

And the hostile forces on the warehouse side, they feel so humiliated!

Knowing their organization, they like to wear masks, so that they can remain mysterious, and they can also hide their emotional identity or something.

But everyone's special masks, although they look like wind, are all nonreflective, how low-key they are.

The dragon...

Just don't blink, okay?

Though the brave are invincible, you're a little out of line.

The masked men in the warehouse stormed away.

The agreed low-key combat was no longer low-key, and after a moment of tranquillity, the wild hills of the suburbs lit up with smoke.

Of course, the silent one is Qin Sam.

Watching the dragon-driven shuttle in the shooting rain, Qin Sam burst under his eyes four letters later: MDZZ.

It's just dragons spreading.

He also sat idly by, and Solomon joined the war.

Dragon Yan actually didn't have as many psychological scenes as everyone else, he just found a reason to vent his own grievances.

After all, the matter of being “wearing a green hat” has become a psychological shadow for the dragon mayor... and his anger, now full, needs to be exhaled.

As for the gold mask...

He just thinks this is the best thing in Sam's drawer! There's a crown on it! It suits his identity and temperament!

As for being eye-catching and not eye-catching in the dark, will it be exposed?

It's not even under Master Long's consideration, okay?

Are you kidding me? He is the dragon clan chief!!!

If you can't do it! He won't be hanging around in the Hidden Family anymore!

With the incomparable spirit of the Eight Kings, the dragon stormed into the warehouse... and soon he dried over the silver masks in the warehouse and came to the room where the deal was made.

The moment they kicked the door open, both eyes converged on him at the same time.

One is the old chief, handcuffed to a chair.

The other, Miss Right Wing, is a member of the mysterious organization that just crawled out of the cemetery.

“Giggle, giggle... the legendary King is amazing... he found me so soon! Where is it? Give the flash drive to your sister and she'll give it back to you..." The female killer said, deliberately pulling her mask down a little, revealing an extremely beautiful pair of eyes.

Long eyelashes, dark green pupils, and an evil charm of extreme demonic cure...

The dragon beneath the golden mask frowned.

It's a little embarrassing. What flash drive? Isn't he here to save the old man?

But isn't he the old man? He'll be in the car fighting with Qin Sam, and he won't even look at the photo of the target... That's what you said. You read all the way!

“What, are you obsessed with your sister? Can't you even talk? ”

The woman was indifferent to the dragon and had a good time.

Thinking that there was a reinforced wall behind her, there was no way anyone could suddenly steal her from behind, and she pushed her way towards the dragon step by step.

I hear King doesn't have a wife yet.

If I could just ignore him to Division...

“Fuck off... you stink! ”

Just when the right wing was less than a metre away from the dragon, the man took a cold line and raised his hand against the woman's belly.

The footsteps on the right flank are set in place.

First it was a bang, then it laughed.

“Giggle, giggle, giggle... you dislike me... King, you know, you're hurting people like this... didn't you say that the men of Lower are extraordinarily gentle and considerate? ”

“You look at me so beautiful... do you have the heart to do it? ”

The dragon's indifference succeeded in arousing women's interest.

This son of a bitch is also a pervert, she was inspired when she was a kid, she liked to torture men... and she didn't like to pursue her proactively, she liked to conquer other men herself...

Especially King, a lonely, mysterious...

“Of course... you can try! ”

Sniper guns are too lazy. Dragons throw guns aside and start moving their wrists...

At first glance on the right, he dropped all his guns and suddenly got even more excited.

My eyes are full of peaches! Come on... hit me! Knock me down, I'm your man!

With no expression on his face, the right wing smiled and tried to lean towards the dragon again.

She lifted her hand slowly, and with a little shyness and anticipation of provocation, she lit a little bit in the chest of the dragon: "King... forget the old man, let's kill him together, and then you and I will go back to Shuangju and fly together. ”

“Okay...”

“You big bastard!!! ”

Dragon thought he was unbearable!

Whatever the hell his mission is, he decided to kill the ugly woman in front of him first.)

“Ah...!!! ”

A woman's bones were screwed into an extremely weird curve.

“What do you mean? Giggle, giggle! You think you're a hen laying eggs! ”