Excellent beauty's personal security guard

Dongfang Wenjing quickly and shyly closed her eyes, and the memory of yesterday slowly poured into her heart. She couldn't help tears and her face was full of grief and anger. Although she didn't really have that relationship with this person, but... But... She didn't just see all her body, but also let him do so shy things to herself. What's the difference between this and the truth?

Although he knew it wasn't the man in bed, why didn't he sneak away? So I wouldn't be so embarrassed to face him?

I'm still a young and beautiful girl. How can I live if it's spread?

"You bastard, you devil, I fought with you." Dongfang Wenjing roared, his beautiful hair was windless, and the sharp fingertips of his hands were fiercely pinched on Zhao Jianhui's neck.

Zhao Jianhui slept soundly. After a hard night's work, he finally had a good dream. He was happy in his dream. Suddenly, he felt a tight neck. The burning pain woke him up.

"Well, what are you doing?" Zhao Jianhui pushed aside Dongfang Wenjing and asked angrily.

How dare you ask me why? Dongfang Wenjing is really mad at him and is going crazy“ I've been like that by you bastard. Why do you ask me? "

"What have I done to you? You don't know..." before Zhao Jianhui finished his words, Dongfang Wenjing roared: "villain, you said I'd kill you."

With that, Dongfang Wenjing turned over and sat on Zhao Jianhui regardless of her pain, and beat Zhao Jianhui with her pink fist like rain.

Raindrops of small fists are just like tickling. Where can they constitute the slightest lethality? Zhao Jianhui couldn't help smiling when he thought of the charming scene last night.

"You... You are an asshole. I don't care. I let you... See everything. You... You should be responsible for me..." Dongfang Wenjing said fiercely, biting her teeth as she got up from Zhao Jianhui.

Hearing her words, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but stare at Dongfang Wenjing and said after half a ring, "Hey, are you right? What is my responsibility? What's the matter with you? I was trying to save people. If it weren't for me, you'd be dead now. You'd blame me instead. Do you have a conscience? "

"I... I'm a girl like this. You still say that. Are you... You're still not a man? Sobbing... "Dongfang Wenjing knows she's wrong, but she knows that she can't show weakness now. If she can't let this man feel that he's sorry for herself, she will have a handle in this man's hand in the future.

"Well, you're great. I can't afford it. Can I always hide? " As Zhao Jianhui spoke, he got up from the bed, looked at his vest torn by Dongfang Wenjing, shook his head and directly put his uniform coat on his body.

"What are you doing? Don't go..." Dongfang Wenjing wrapped a towel around her and chased out with a pair of high heels on her snow-white feet.

Out of the bedroom door, she saw Jack bound and lying on the floor of the living room. She walked over angrily, raised her little foot in high heels and kicked it in Jack's crotch. Jack took a breath of air-conditioning, shouted like a pig, turned his eyes and fainted.

"Don't go. Dare you tell me your name? I won't spare you. I must kill you... "Seeing that Zhao Jianhui has reached the gate, Dongfang Wenjing shouted behind him.

No? Those who don't go are fools. This woman is too powerful. Jack's son-of-a-bitch won't be cut off if he goes down with this foot?