Flirting day and night

Chapter 132 A madman and a fierce god, a perfect match
"What are you talking about?" Jian Mi turned to look at Xing Zheng, "Are you saying that my old classmates from high school revolted, or that I was being made obscene by a group of men? Didn't my uncle just see it, so why bother asking knowingly?"

Xing Zheng raised his lips, "I'm asking you, you in high school. You were bullied at that time, are you satisfied with the results of how you deal with it now?"

Jian Mi was slightly startled. Although she had a cold personality in high school, she was more introverted. She built a thick cocoon around herself. She could choose to ignore other people's attacks.

Do you want to say that Jian Mi hated those people at that time?

Of course I hate it.

So, are you satisfied with the results of today's processing?

Not satisfied.

Not everyone is punished. Wrong things will not change over time. Wrong things will be forgiven. Wrong is wrong.

At this age, Jian Mi is confident, beautiful, and knows how to fight back. She even wants the teenage Jian Mi to see that those who have bullied her will get the punishment they deserve.

Xing Zheng continued to ask, "Are you satisfied?"

Jian Mi finally shook her head, "Not satisfied."

Xing Zheng nodded, "I understand."

Jian Mi smiled slightly and said, "Did you finish the pot?"

"One pot is served."

"Is it such a big deal?"

"You do not want?"

"think."

Everyone said that Xing Zheng was a fierce god. This was not an alarmist statement, but Jian Mi found that she and him were probably a perfect match.

She is also an absolute lunatic.

A madman and a fierce god, a perfect match.

Jian Mi's mood became good. She put one hand on the car window and felt the breeze.

On the way back, Jian Mi started to talk to Xing Zheng about what happened in high school. Even Ye Yanluo didn't tell him about the years when she confessed to others.

But in front of Xing Zheng, Jian Mi spoke slowly as if it were someone else's story, because she knew that those who bullied her would be punished as they should.

While the car was waiting at a red light, she smelled a delicious cake aroma, which made Jian Mi feel greedy for no reason.

Just when she was thinking about stopping the car to buy some cakes, she suddenly saw two people standing in front of the cake shop's cabinet.

One of the short ones pointed at the cakes and said something excitedly, while the tall ones nodded and said lovingly that they would buy them all.

When the waiter started to pay, Jian Mi clearly saw the two of them holding hands quickly and then separated.

When the red light passed and the car started again, Jian Mi looked away, not wanting to eat the cake at all.

It wasn't until the car arrived at the downstairs of the community that Jian Mi calmed down, but she didn't show it in front of Xing Zheng.

After Xing Zheng stopped the car, he naturally followed Jian Mi upstairs, feeling as familiar as if he were at home.

Opening the door, Jian Mi put the key on the shelf aside, "What would you like to drink?"

"Do you have anything else here besides beer?"

Jian Mi smiled, "Would you like mango-flavored yogurt?"

"Go aside."

Jian Mi laughed loudly, got a bottle of beer for Xing Zheng, and a bottle of yogurt for herself to drink.

After drinking, she picked up her things and prepared to take a shower.

Xing Zheng sat on the sofa and watched Jian Mi busy.

She was still wearing the skirt she just wore. She lowered her head to look for something and squatted down slightly. The position of her back, waist and hips formed a perfect width.

Xing Zheng held the cold beer can in one hand, raised his head, and took a sip.

Jian Mi picked up her things and walked towards the bathroom, but before she could close the door, a figure followed her in. Jian Mi looked at the person in front of her with a half-smile, "Uncle, when did you become so hungry?"

The man didn't say anything, just squeezed in, threw the things in her hands onto the shelf nearby, lowered his head and kissed Jian Mi's red lips.

The man still smelled of beer, and Jian Mi felt as if she was about to get drunk, and couldn't help but indulge in Xing Zheng's hot kiss.

With a "Zila" sound, Xing Zheng unzipped the zipper on the back of the skirt, and the long skirt fell to the floor, revealing Jian Mi's graceful body.

She chuckled and murmured, "Be careful, my arm still hurts."

"It won't hurt your arm, just lift it up."

Xing Zheng held her waist with almost no hesitation.

……

When the storm passed, Jian Mi sat in the bathtub with some detachment, while Xing Zheng helped her wash her hair in a good mood.

The strength of the man's big hands was just right, and the massage of his scalp with his fingertips was very comfortable. Jian Mi fell into a drowsy state.

By the end, she was packed into a small piece of cream cake, wrapped in a thick blanket, and sent to bed.

Jian Mi wanted to lie down as soon as she got on the bed, but Xing Zheng pulled her up, "Don't sleep yet, let your hair dry before we talk."

Jian Mi muttered, "Sleepy."

Xing Zheng let her neck rest on his lap, and then helped her blow dry her hair.

Jian Mi closed her eyes, feeling the man's strength, and smiled, "If everyone knew that the dignified Mr. Xing Liu was actually waiting for me to blow dry my hair, would those people be shocked when they heard it?"

Xing Zheng had a faint smile on his face, "Master Xing Liu is not just waiting for you to blow dry your hair."

"Ok?"

"It's not very comfortable to serve you."

Jian Mi opened her eyes and glanced at him. With a faint smile on his face, the man leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "Go to sleep."

After her hair was finally dried, Jian Mi was already so sleepy that she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Xing Zheng put on his bathrobe, went to the balcony, took out a cigarette and lit it, and at the same time took out his mobile phone to call Pei Yu.

"Oh, you still call me at this point, but Master Six is ​​not satisfied with your desires?"

"Go away, how did you handle the matter just now?"

On the other end of the phone, Pei Yu laughed and said, "Don't worry, I need surveillance and surveillance, witnesses and witnesses. No one can escape. When the time comes, I will find a lawyer to litigate with them and strive for the maximum punishment." .”

Xing Zheng held the cigarette between his index and middle fingers and was about to shake off the ashes when he discovered that an ashtray had been placed here.

Xing Zheng glanced at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, then knocked the ash into the ashtray, "Investigate the surveillance. I want to know the list of everyone who attended the class reunion that day."

Pei Yu was confused, "What's wrong?"

"Just sort it out."

Pei Yu couldn't help but said, "Damn it, isn't it? Are you doing it just for a smile? You want everyone at the party to kowtow and apologize to your beauty, right?"

Xing Zheng chewed on his cigarette and said in a rather indifferent tone, "To do it or not to do it?"

"Come on, come on, after today's meal, those people should also go to the temple to worship. Next time they won't meet a vicious god like you."

The person who offended Jian Mi at that time had been happy for so many years, and it was time to pay the price.

In the past, Jian Mi had no one to hurt or protect her, so she accepted it.

She is different now.

Xing Zheng put out his cigarette and walked to the bedroom, pinching Jian Mi's sleeping face.

The sleeping man frowned slightly, as if protesting, and when he was about to wake up from the trouble, Xing Zheng stopped.

(End of this chapter)