V2.Chapter 670

The slap made Wang Fan's head black, but he didn't take back his hand. Instead, he grasped Miao Qing's chest with inertia.

"You're dead!"

Miao Qing's face changed greatly when she was caught in the chest. She grabbed Wang Fan's neck with her hands, and her eyes were full of killing intention.

Wang Fan, who hasn't recovered from the slap just now, just feels that his neck is stuck with iron tongs. He can't breathe normally. The feeling of suffocation in his chest makes him feel out of his body.

"Green... "Green..."

Wang Fan, with his eyes staring like a goldfish, struggled with his hands and called Miao Qing vaguely in his mouth.

"Light? Light your sister! How dare you touch my mother's chest! I'll peel your skin now

Miao Qing, with a ferocious face, pinches Wang Fan's neck with both hands, hoping to break the section under his head.

Seeing Miao Qing on his own going crazy, Wang Fan didn't want to hurt her. He could only use his unique skill of Shaolin to catch milk.

The chest is a woman's weakness. With Wang Fan's grasp, Miao Qing only feels pain in her chest, and her strength in her hand is also a little less.

Feeling that the strength of Miao Qing's hand is decreasing, Wang Fan grabs the opportunity and wriggles like a snake, trying to escape from Miao Qing's body.

"Want to run? You've caught my mother's chest. You can't die today! " Miao Qing's face is gloomy, and he has killed Wang Fan.

Although Miao Qing has been in the underworld for many years, she has always kept a clean living habit, which is related to her being an undercover agent and her personality.

After having such a relationship with Wang Fan, Miao Qing is more sensitive to physical contact, let alone being attacked by a strange man. Even if a strange man looks at her more, she would like to dig each other's eyes.

Just now, when Wang Fan wanted to climb up the second floor with flying claws, Miao Qing, who was watching TV, already heard the sound. In order not to disturb each other, she climbed up to the roof.

Watching a strange man slip in from the balcony, Miao Qing's first reaction is to treat Wang Fan as a flower picker.

Miao Qing, with a strong character, hates this kind of obscene man most. Therefore, before Wang Fan has a firm foothold, he rides Wang Fan under his body like a magic weapon who loves you.

All of a sudden, Wang Fan didn't have time to show his identity, so he had been killed by Miao Qing's hands. In order to protect himself, he could only do this extremely obscene thing.

This also makes Miao Qing more convinced that the strange man in front of her is a shameless flower picker.

How can Miao Qing, who is jealous of evil and has a strong character, let go of a flower picker who has taken advantage of herself? So at this moment, she is really close to a violent state.

"Well.. Well

Wang Fan, who was pressed on the ground by Miao Qing again, had no time to think of another way, so he had to tear off the sleeve of his arm and point the tattoo on his arm with his fingers.

Suddenly hear the strange man under the body like a duck general call, Miao Qing is also obviously a Leng, and then saw the other party's tear sleeve move.

"Tattoos?"

Seeing the man pointing at the tattoo on his arm, Miao Qing's brain was buzzing.

"Keke"

Wang Fan, who walked around the gate of hell, coughed violently and rubbed his hands powerlessly around his neck.

"Wang Fan, is it really you?" Miao Qing, who was riding on Wang Fan, asked at a loss.

Wang Fan, lying on the ground, nodded weakly. The expression on his face is as painful as it is painful.

"Then why didn't you say that earlier? Oh, My God! I almost killed you Miao Qing said with regret.

Wang Fan on the ground is really miserable.

Why didn't you say it earlier?

As soon as Miao Qing came up, he grabbed Wang Fan's neck. Wang Fan tried his best to call out Miao Qing's name, but she misunderstood it as begging for mercy. Because of this, Miao Qing's strength was intensified.

But Wang Fan didn't blame Miao Qing. As his body gradually eased, he reached out to Miao Qing and wanted her to pull him up.

Miao Qing, who is worried that Wang Fan will be strangled by herself, is really regretful. She doesn't know how to comfort Wang Fan, let alone how to explain all this.

See Wang Fan stretched out his hand to himself, Miao Qing quickly grabbed his hand, a put on his chest, full of apology said: "where, how you want to touch can, I won't be angry, if you said it was you, I let you touch enough in bed."

Wang Fan, whose eyes turned white, was dizzy by Miao Qing's words.

From Miao Qing's words, it is not hard to tell that Wang fan is definitely a lecherous guy in her mind, which makes Wang Fan, who has always been full of self-confidence, feel wronged and misunderstood.

Kneading the meat ball in front of Miao Qing's chest, Wang Fan, who had already slowed down, said disappointedly, "sister Qing, I'm not a lecherous person. I just had an instinctive reaction."

Miao Qing, who was straddling Wang Fan's body, put her hands close to Wang Fan's hands swimming in front of her chest, and said firmly: "fan, I believe everything you say. I'm sorry, I almost strangled you."

"It doesn't matter. I feel much better now." Wang Fan's face was gradually ruddy.

Seeing Wang Fan's face gradually recovering, Miao Qing asked with a smile, "shall I check your body first?"

"Wait a minute! Sister Qing, I've come to you for business. " Seeing that Miao Qing was about to undress, Wang Fan suddenly remembered what the purpose of his trip was.

Hearing Wang Fan stop himself, Miao Qing was stunned and then asked in a low voice, "do you have an appointment with shangguanjing? Why don't I know? "

"About what? Do you have a date? " Wang Fan took back his hand and continued with a strange expression: "I'm like this now, even you can't recognize me. Even if I have an appointment with her, I can only be killed as a hooligan."

"That's not necessarily. Rich people like to play some exciting games. I think it's very good. I can't bear the familiar voice and strange face." Miao Qing took back Wang Fan's hand and pulled it back to his chest.

Let alone Miao Qing's feeling, Wang Fan, who was riding under her body, did have some feelings.

However, Wang Fan, who knew what was important tonight, didn't dare to indulge himself at this time. He quickly took back his hand again, took out the ring from his arms and carefully put it on Miao Qing's hand.

"What are you doing?" Miao Qing, surprised, looks at Wang Fan blankly.

"The ring was given to me by the blind master. I'm going to do something important after tonight. If I can't come back alive, you give it back to the blind Master for me!" Wang Fan explained.