Ex-husband, why don't you go to heaven?

Chapter 26 Killing with the left hand, tenderness with the right hand
"Oh!"

Yin Xi slammed his fist on the door panel with a cruel and crazy expression, much like the perverted murderer in the movie.

But in Qiao Weiliang's eyes, he was no different from a pervert.

As for murder?

Ah!
Qiao Weiliang sneered, but Yin Xi suddenly turned around at this moment, just in time to catch her expression.

Qiao Weiliang didn't feel embarrassed, and asked with great concern: "Boss Yin, are your hands okay?" After speaking, he glanced at the hole on the door panel, shrugged and reminded: "Later, Yin When the boss leaves, I'm afraid he will first deal with the issue of compensation for damages to other people's property."

Yin Xi suppressed the crazy expression on his face, and returned to his gentle appearance, except that his chest was a little heaving and his breathing was a little disordered.

He looked at Qiao Weiliang, his eyes were extremely cold, his thin lips were slightly parted, and he said word by word: "Qiao Weiliang, you'd better pray that she won't be found by me."

"So what if I find it? Anyway, it's not me who was tortured." Qiao Weiliang smiled innocently, and then said: "At worst, let her die in your hands again."

Die in his hands again! ?

Some bloody memories surged back, Yin Xi took two steps back clutching his chest, his face turned pale, and there was a trace of unknown pain in his eyes.

Qiao Weiliang was not in the mood to see how he was doing, so she put the pillow down, lifted the quilt, rolled herself into a silkworm chrysalis, turned her back to Yin Xi and said lazily, "If Boss Yin is fine, you should go back to the company early , without you, wouldn't the company be in chaos."

Over the years, Yin Xi has gained a certain understanding of Qiao Weiliang's poisonous tongue, but every time the topic of Wen Yan is mentioned, Qiao Weiliang always has the ability to stir up the violence in his blood with a few words.

Taking two deep breaths, suppressing the bloodlust in his heart, Yin Xi asked calmly and flatly, "Where's An Ruobai?"

"..."

Qiao Weiliang was silent. Yin Xi's self-control, which had been regained with great difficulty, was almost broken. She wanted to ask again, but Qiao Weiliang answered calmly: "I lost it."

"..."

Yin Xi's brows twitched fiercely, but in the end he left without saying anything, with a gloomy expression.

Lying quietly on the bed for a while, Qiao Weiliang sat up, only to notice a new mobile phone on the bedside from the corner of the eye, with a white case, which looked small and thin, much better than her previous one.

Qiao Weiliang looked at it for a long time, but didn't see what brand this phone was, could it be customized?

This idea was immediately rejected by her, who would get her a customized mobile phone?Most likely, Yin Xi bought it casually because she was afraid that she would miss work.

Convincing herself with this reason, Qiao Weiliang turned on the phone, it was still her phone number, and all the contacts were retrieved.

She skillfully entered a number, edited a text message and sent it. After waiting for a few minutes, there was no reply as usual.

Qiao Weiliang frowned, who said that men are fickle, Qiao Weiliang felt that Wen Yan was much more fickle than Yin Xi, for so many years, except for the return of safety, there was no news from her, as if she disappeared out of thin air.

After deleting the text message, Qiao Weiliang clicked on his mailbox, and there was indeed an email from An Ruobai in it.

Automatically ignoring the lengthy accusations in the text of the email, Qiao Weiliang directly clicked on the compressed file in the attachment.

There are not many photos in it, there are three in total.

Because of the power outage, the photo was dark and the background couldn't be seen clearly, but it was just what Qiao Weiliang wanted, saving her the work of PS, and she didn't want her home to be picked up by netizens.

But because Qiao Weiliang specifically said to look at the abdominal muscles, all the light was concentrated on the abdomen.

One of them, An Ruobo, was wearing a white racer-back vest, with one hand pulling up the hem, not only showing her toned waist, but also showing the muscles of her hands, and she was very obedient without showing her face.

Qiao Weiliang looked at it, selected this one and downloaded it to his phone, then entered his Weibo account, and edited a sentence: killing with the left hand, tenderness with the right hand, Wan Wan, will you still wish to walk with me in the next life?

(End of this chapter)