Airborne giants: The president proposed 99 times

Lin Jia accelerated quickly, picked up his clothes, opened the door and ran out.Dressing while running, fortunately, she used to do this often in order to hurry up. These movements are very difficult for others, but she does them very easily.

"Pa" only heard a door slam downstairs, and it seemed that the whole room was shaking.

Detective An slowly got up, touched the back of his aching head, his eyes were cold and full of calculations.

Damn woman, how dare you treat me like this?I make you look good.

He looked down at the crotch of his trousers, which was so high, and rolled his eyes for the first time.

Glancing at the time on the watch, it was already past nine o'clock, and it was going to be close to ten o'clock. Finally, I shook my head and walked into the bathroom to comfort myself.

When Lingaga rushed to the hospital at a fast speed, he slammed into a wall of flesh.

"Ah!" She took two steps back in pain.

"Gaga?" A gentle but familiar voice came from beside my ear.

Ling Jia raised his head sharply, and saw Lin Jiajia standing proudly beside Zhao Jun, and the two of them had various expressions on their faces.

Ling Jiajia rubbed his nose that was sore from the bump, and turned around to walk away, ignoring these two people.But the hand was held by a bigger hand: "Gaga, let's find time to talk."

Zhao Jun's hand held Ling Jiajia's hand desperately.

Frowning, Ling Jiajia took a deep breath, and kept shouting in her heart to endure.But there is an invisible anger in my heart that is about to rush out: "Let go."

The voice was extremely cold, without any emotional tone. Since he was married and she was also married, the two should keep a distance.

"Don't let go." Zhao Jun's gentle handsome face was illuminated by the sun, with a layer of gentle color.A white dress hangs down to the ground, giving people the illusion of an angel falling into the world.Looking at the man in front of him, a figure suddenly appeared in Lingaga's head, and that figure was a demon.

The one in front of me is an angel, but why is the devil doing things that are humane apart from being perverted?As for this angel, hehehe, even though he was already married, he held his ex-girlfriend's hand in front of his wife and said confidently; let's talk.

"Zhao Jun, you..." Lin Jiajia, who was ignored by Zhao Jun, shot a murderous look at Ling Jiajia, looked at Ling Jiajia from top to bottom for a while, and finally his eyes stayed on Ling Jiajia. Block the neck.The corners of his lips curled up, and he stepped forward quickly, while the two of them were still chattering, he reached out and pulled Ling Jiajia's hair violently.

With a 'swish', the hair was pulled out and the bright red grass plums around the neck were completely exposed.

"Ah!" Surprised, Lin Jiaga yanked away from Zhao Jun's hand and immediately covered the hickey on her neck, a charming blush flashed across her fair face.

Zhao Jun's eyes drooped slightly, he looked at his hand that Ling Jiaqiang forcibly broke free from, and didn't say a word.Just quietly watching quietly watching.

"Last night was very intense." Lin Jiajia stepped forward, reached out to hold Zhao Jun's arm, and smiled softly like a spring breeze: "Honey, let's go."

Zhao Jun raised his head and said, "Get out." He shook off Lin Jiajia's hand, raised his foot and walked to Ling Jiajia's side in two steps. Run to the backyard.

"Zhao Jun, what are you doing? Let go of my hand." Ling Jiajia beat his hand with his own while being dragged away by him.

But that seemingly powerless hand, the hand that usually only holds a scalpel, is now tightly grasping Ling Jiajia's hand like a brass wall and iron arm, with great strength, as if to put his own The hand was firmly inserted into Lingaga's arm.

"What on earth are you going to do!" Ling Jiajia's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand and shook off Zhao Jun's hand, taking a step back.But she took a step back and Zhao Jun pushed forward again.So she took another step back, and the other party pushed her further: "I'm married, so you can talk here if you have anything to do."

Lingaga retreated helplessly, but there was no way to retreat, her back was already against the wall, and the man standing in front of her obviously had no intention of stopping.

The distance between the two was getting closer, so close that Ling Jiajia could smell the faint fragrance from Zhao Jun.