Airborne giants: The president proposed 99 times

Detective An felt the confident and sunny smile on Ling Jiajia's face, and the corners of his lips curled up.

It seems that since the two of them got together, Lingaga has never smiled as happily as now.Originally, her smile could be so beautiful.

For some reason, Detective An hopes that time will stop at this moment forever.The hand holding Lingaga couldn't help becoming tighter.

Ling Jiajia relied on the strength of An Zhenshao's arm to twist in various ways, because she knew that An Zhenshao would escort her and would not let her fall or expose her nakedness.He looked at himself covered in lights, the emperor beside him who had been watching his movements, and the motivated employees off the court.

Her unhappy childhood was left behind like garbage by her.

An Zhenshao, you are my emperor, as long as you don't leave, I will never give up.

Ling Jiajia murmured in her heart, she wished that the time at this moment would stay in this moment like this, without that so-called contract, without that woman whom An Zhenshao loved so much——Qi Yue, and without those An family members who hated her ...

"Tear it!" Just when Ling Jiajia was distracted, he didn't know whether it was because the movement was too big or because the skirt was too weak.Just when Detective An was about to put her on the ground, the feet of the long skirt were torn apart for no reason.

With a "crash", those snow-white thighs were exposed under the light.Ling Jiajia frowned, without even thinking about it, bent down and reached out to grab his pendant, and gritted his silver teeth fiercely.

"Tear it!" The skirt that was originally torn was actually torn in two by her.

"Gajia..." Detective An saw Ling Jiajia's move, his eyes sank, and he was about to stop her movement, but in the next second, Detective An almost burst out laughing.

After Lingaga tore open the skirt, it turned out that it was not the panties that had been passed on, but a pair of tight black leather pants.

"cut!!!"

There were bursts of disappointment and disdain from the crowd.

Soon as the music stopped, the original climax in the crowd gradually receded, the host looked at Ling Jiajia in tears, and handed her the things in his hand: "Tonight's champion belongs to the president's wife. "

"!!" The crowd was silent. For them, they still couldn't believe that An Zhen Shao's family had sex with Lingaga, because no matter which direction Lingaga was, he couldn't compare to anyone present.

After Lingaga, who was still very happy, saw their expressions, a trace of sadness that no one saw flashed across the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly, behind her was a warm body tightly attached to her back.

Even without looking, Ling Jia knew that the man next to her was An Detective Young Master.

"Don't worry about others, you are just yourself." An Zhenshao put his chin on the top of Lingaga's head and rubbed it lightly.

Lin Jiajia's heart was warm, and for the first time, he felt that it was worthwhile for him to agree to his request.

"Hahaha, none of you today can leave."

When the employees were eating, talking and drinking, a bad voice came out.

"Luo Fuxin?" Ling Jiajia reached out to hold Detective An's hand, raised her head and looked for the figure in the crowd, but she couldn't find it.

"Mr. An Detective, it's okay to ruin my innocence for a poor woman. You actually made my father lose three grades in a row and almost ransacked the house. Everyone present today will die because of that woman named Ling Jiajia." That voice carried a kind of cruelty from hell, just listening to her voice, one could tell how deep the hatred was.

"Luo Fuxin?" Detective An stretched out his hand to wrap Ling Jiajia in his arms, his cold eyes glanced around, and finally stopped at the corner on the left side of the hall.

There sat a woman wearing a black dress, hat, and sunglasses behind her back.She drank her tea calmly, as if nothing happened just now.

"Security." Detective An intuitively knew that this woman was definitely after him, for nothing but revenge.

"You don't need to shout, because I have already dealt with the people outside." Luo Fu Xin slowly left the place where she was sitting just now.

"Bastard, let's see what you have done." Detective An stretched out his hand to support his crutches, and beside him stood several elderly men of the same status as him.