Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

“Girl, what's your name and with which foreman?” The middle-aged man looked uncovered on Ye Zheng.

“You're mistaken.” Ye Zhuang glanced at the middle-aged man and spoke coldly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man stared at Ye Zheng and raised his mouth slightly: “Oh, he's quite a temperament...”

Without waiting for Ye Zheng to open her mouth, the woman in red on the side of her face looked at Ye Zheng, full of shame, and said to the middle-aged man: “Brother Hung, what is this color, still loaded here high, and don't pee to see what you are. ”

“Alas, Ran, don't be jealous, Hung still loves you...” Between the words, he was slapped hard on the ass of a woman in red by a middle-aged man with a dirty smile on his face.

The woman in red whispered: “Brother Hung, look what you said, I'm not afraid this kind of color will not serve you well. ”

“Not necessarily, you serve me together at night… you take her, that's fine.” The middle-aged man laughed.

The woman in red looked at Ye Qiang with disdain: “Now that Hung has spoken, you will serve Hung well tonight, you hear me? ”

At this moment, the corner of Ye's mouth has a slight smile. In Independent States, no one has ever dared to be so rude to himself.

Though Ye also knew that he was not truly a fearless ally, he was now sitting on the throne of a fearless ally.

“Roll." Ye Zheng said slightly impatiently.

“You little bitch... what kind of identity is Hung to let you serve Hung at night, you are the third lifetime of Fu Fen, you pretend to be innocent to me?” The woman in red looked furiously at Ye Qiang.

“Alas, Ran, don't be so mean and scare the little girl.” The middle-aged man smiled at the woman in red and turned to Ye Zheng: “Xiao Xiao, you haven't answered Hung, what's your name? ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man reached out his hand and touched it towards Ye Zheng's cheek.

“Bang!”

Almost between the squirrels, Ye Zheng slapped open the middle aged man's right hand.

“Yo, the little girl's temper is pretty hot... Nice, that's what your brother likes, otherwise it's like a dead fish, but it doesn't mean anything...” The middle-aged man's orange tongue licked his dry lips.

“Arrest me and take Hung home.” The women in red are headed towards several strong men's streets beside them.

Listening to the words of the women in red, the strong men nodded their heads and immediately walked forward. The gesture was to take Ye Qiao away.

At this moment, the cold light in Ye Zheng's eyes flashed and a punch struck one of the strong men in the face door.

Without any defense, the strong man was struck by Ye Zheng, his figure turned back, his hands covered his nose could not fall, only one punch, his nose beam bone had been broken by Ye Zheng.

“Die! ”

See, another strong man drank furiously.

“Get out!”

Immediately, Ye Zheng's fist was not harvested and he hit the strong man's neck with his elbow.

The whole process lasted more than a dozen seconds, and the two strong men had fallen to their knees, crying and practicing.

“You stinking cousin, you dare to resist!” The women in red screamed.

“Bang!”

Ye chuckled and slapped him hard on the left cheek of the woman in red.

At this time, the woman in red stared at Ye Zheng, covering her left face with several palm prints, as if she had seen a ghost.