Cheng Ye's face was dark enough, but Sister Hong was quite refreshed in her heart.

She can't wait to slaughter this man now and wait for her to go out...

Master Cheng seemed to see her inner thoughts, sneered, took a big cigar out, and stared at her: "I advise you to put away that thought. You can't get out without my permission."

Sister Hong stared at him.

Master Cheng leaned forward and sneered: "Sister Ma Yi urine, how can you stand the smell? Why don't you brush your teeth?"

Sister Hong sneered, and Master Cheng was in trouble. This woman is so insidious. Did she know what he would do to her and deliberately stink to him?

Master Cheng couldn't help but say: "Don't worry, it's enough for you to be such an ugly woman. She has a bad temper and is fierce. If you say you don't hurt me, I can lock you up. , Su Mu is looking for you, which makes me very embarrassed. It’s not good to kill you, and it’s not good to raise you. If you look better, I can still use you to make hair. You say you are so ugly. The horse smells like a pee, isn't it a waste of rice to raise you."

Master Cheng was very angry. He talked a lot when he got angry, "By the way, your fat ex-husband has come to you."

Ye Cheng didn’t care, so he lit a cigar in the ward, “Fatty cares about you very much, isn’t it very touched? By the way, I told him about your appointment with Xiaoxian meat, and I told him that we had hair done. ."

Cheng Ye grinned: "New is not new, does it irritate big reporters?"

Sister Hong treats this man almost completely. Does this man use his toes when he is like this? So... it's almost impossible.

She didn't want to pay attention to him, so she lay down and covered her head with a quilt.

She also knew in her heart that he would not let her go easily. He might have killed her like a chicken, but he was afraid that Su Mu would be angry. Sister Hong sneered in her heart. There are still such men. Conscience, there is still a caring person, he is not worthy to like Su Mu.

No matter how rich he is, he is a big boss.

When Sister Hong was thinking in her heart, Master Cheng spoke again with a light and fluttering voice, "By the way, your ex-husband knelt for you and almost cried. He wanted to save you. Isn't it moved? It's a pity that you see. He no longer looks infatuated."

Sister Hong still covered her head with a quilt, but her fingers were particularly tight.

She was shocked, her lips trembling.

She knows Zhang Fucai, selfish and petty.

A very thief.

She used to hate him, but it was a long time ago. She also thought he would hate herself, but people like him kneeled to others just to save her. He was obviously timid and afraid of things. He didn’t have the name Cheng Zheng. I have never heard of it.

Sister Hong did not speak, but cried.

It's not touching, but feeling that things are wrong.

When they were young, they really felt better. Later, she felt that she had fed the dog with her sincerity. Zhang Fucai was taken out of her life, but now she felt that she did not have a love for nothing, and that man was not as persuaded as she imagined.

It's a man.

When she buried her head in crying, the quilt was lifted, and Master Cheng stared at her tearful face, and said unhappily: "A soft-footed shrimp touches you like this, do you want to go out alive and have **** with him? Hair?"

In the heart of Cheng Ye, men and women are like that, and they don’t need to talk about love...