Five Hundred and Eighty Nine Wife Efficiency Is Too High

makes sense! ..

An Ran shrugged, straightened the scarf around her neck, looked at her own image in the elevator, raised her head, and her soft waist was pinched by Zhan Lian. He lowered his head and said in her ear:

"What is this? The temptation of a uniform?"

"Who is tempting you in the uniform of a hotel waiter?"

An Ran rolled Zhan Lian's eyes, took Zhan Lian's hand away from her waist, tilted her head, Zhan Lian lowered her head, and kissed her lips, she closed her eyes, and as the elevator door opened, Zhan Lian pushed away. ◢щЩш.suimEnG.1a

The elevator arrived at the first floor, where a snow jeep modified by Zhan Lian was parked. The kind with particularly high wheels could run smoothly in the snow. The heavy snow had been falling for several months, and the snow could It was hardened to ice, and this snow jeep had been modified by Zhan Lian, so it ran very slippery.

There is almost no one in Hedong, and thanks to the entrance and exit of the rich man's underground garage, there are still people sweeping the snow every day, otherwise cars would not be able to get in or get out.

In fact, the snow sweepers have been a little lazy recently. Anyway, the people in this rich man will not go out, so it doesn't matter if the parking lot of the rich man is buried in snow.

Zhan Lian was sitting in the driver's seat, hugging the doll, the doll was standing on his lap, steering the steering wheel with both hands, while An Ran was changing clothes in the passenger seat, she complained,

"I thought we would play here for a long time, but in less than an hour, we were going back home."

"My wife is too efficient. Find someone to lock the target every minute. There is no other way."

Zhan Lian flattered An Ran, stretched out her hand, and placed that hand on An Ran's thigh in an irregular manner. As soon as she opened it, Zhan Lian grabbed the back of her neck in a second, and turned around gently, with him. Face-to-face, I started to do the lip-smacking thing.

After an unknown kiss, the elevator door opened, Luo Feifan walked in front, Zhang Boxun walked behind, and a woman in a coat followed at the end.

Undoubtedly, this woman is Tang Siluo.

Did the two of them still decide to take Tang Siluo away?

In fact, Zhang Boxun and Luo Feifan's approach also has logic to follow. After all, Tang Siluo and the two of them grew up in the same place. If you don't look at Tang Siluo's face, you have to look at the face of the dead Tang Jianjun.

You can't just let Tang Siluo wander around outside,

As long as Tang Siluo doesn't continue to kill, Zhang Boxun and Luo Feifan can't leave Tang Siluo alone.

An Ran blushed, pushed Zhan Lian away with a blushing heartbeat, tilted her head, just happened to see Tang Siluo at the end, reached out her hand, and grabbed Zhang Boxun's arm as if grabbing a life-saving straw. He straightened his steps slightly, Turning around, with a light wave of his arm, Tang Siluo's hands were removed without a trace, and the three of them got into the car one by one.

Just like that, he was silent all the way, and left the rich man in a strange atmosphere.

"That, Zhang Boxun."

Tang Siluo in the back seat also seemed to feel that Zhang Boxun was angry with her. She tightened the coat on her body, and the makeup on her face had already been scrubbed clean. Even so, Tang Siluo had experienced some love after all. , the color between the brows and eyes can't be concealed from beginning to end.

She faltered, her face was full of apprehension. An Ran in the passenger seat raised her head and glanced at Tang Siluo in the rearview mirror. Tang Siluo ignored her and put all her thoughts on Zhang Boxun and Brother Fanfan asked:

"Is it okay if you don't deal with Lei Jiang's body? I'm afraid...Chen Chaofa will find out that you did it."