C265

Name:My Wife is Hot Author:Yi Miwu
At the beginning, Xia Yu also turned on the TV to watch, but when he looked at Luo Jun's closed eyes, his eyebrows suddenly became two points, so he had to close them.

The body was moved to the bed, summer rain around the bed, finally tired, and afraid of Luo Jun in case there is any need to take care of themselves, had to reluctantly lie in the position of his side.

"Look at you. Can you make me feel better and not do anything?"

Luo Jun insists on closing his eyes and hanging water on his arm. He can't see anything, but he can feel the warm gas spraying on his face. It's soft and comfortable.

Xia Yu's question didn't get a response. Luo Jun lost a little more blood, but Si Moyun didn't steal the bleeding bag from the hospital under strict supervision, so he had to wake up slowly.

Xia Yu watched, watched, and finally fell asleep in someone else's neck.

Luo Jun was awakened by hunger.

I didn't have dinner, had a fight and lost blood, so I was starving.

What is this hairy, slippery thing under the chin!

From the corner of his eye, Luo Jun turns angry to happy. Xia Yu, you fool, knew that bleeding could make you sleep to him. He has stabbed himself twice.

Slowly pull out a smiling face. Hands are restless toward the summer rain's waist to find the past.

But this woman's sleeping posture is so wonderful that she and Luo Juncheng lie down at 90 degrees, so the pursuit failed, and because her arms are too wide open, the wound is involved.

"Hiss!" Let out a voice in frustration.

Xia Yu, who didn't dare to sleep, was awakened by this low roar. She quickly raised her arms and opened her eyes with great effort: "en? Are you okay? Where does it hurt? "

Stomachache! Luo Junhui! Why can't you hold back!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xia Yu was more anxious. He turned over and sat up with his hands on both sides of Luo Jun, but he didn't dare to touch him. His face was worried: "where do you hurt? You talk silly!"

Luo Jun took aim at the anxious appearance of summer rain, slightly shook his head: "no pain."

"Well." He said so, summer rain at ease, lie down, continue to sleep. I have to go to work at dawn, otherwise, how much salary will be deducted this month!

Luo Jun is feeble, waste the strength of sucking, this just hook hand to summer rain cerebellum bag melon. This woman is really small. She has a small chest, a small buttock and a small head.

It's so small that people want to hold it in their hands and play with it.

"Summer rain."

Fortunately, she did not fall asleep again, lying in the same place, did not look at him, twisted his butt and hummed: "hmm?"

Luo Jun is really hungry. He licks the corner of his mouth. He doesn't dare to say that it's too demanding to let this guy cook a meal for himself. He has already burnt incense before throwing his body out: "I'm hungry."

Xia Yu vaguely recalled what he had just heard, as if he was hungry. Feel your stomach, it seems that there is a little bit of purr purr string gas.

Reluctantly sit up, mouth wrongly bite the lower lip, looking at Luo Jun. It's so beautiful! Ex ah, sleep on their own world evaporation slag man ah! I'm in my own bed. Now I have to be cooked for him in the middle of the night. It's so beautiful! I owe him in my last life.

"Well, I'll go and have noodles." Take a look at Luo Jun's pitiful eyes, pale and bloodless face: "add an egg. "

rub your knees to get out of bed. Tara's slippers make a slight friction on the floor, move her shoulders, and get ready to give birth to a bowl of noodles.

Go into the kitchen, open the refrigerator, first take out two eggs, then two packages of instant noodles, and then look at shrimp, ham, lettuce.

Forget it, anyway, these things are bought by Luo Jun. I don't want to give up. I'll use them all.

So this pot of instant noodles is destined to be especially rich.

Boil the water. When I came here just now, the lights in the living room didn't turn on. It's dark. I think Luo Jun will get up to eat soon, so there's no need to sleep for a while. I just go to the door and turn on all the lights in the living room.

"Pa!" I have to say that the decoration of this room is called a delicate lamp, large and small. I'm afraid there must be more than ten kinds of lamps, although they are only one room and one hall.

However, at this moment, there is still a faint smell of blood in front of the door.

Xia Yu vomited and rubbed his nose. He went to the drawer of the closet on the side of the bed, turned over a bottle of perfume that he could not use at any time, and pressed it two times before the door.

Take a deep breath: "well. Not bad

Intoxicated, the kitchen suddenly sounded the alarm, suddenly remembered that the kitchen is still burning water, three or two steps rushed past, quickly threw the open two plates of instant noodles in.

The tumbling water was smashed into a large area.

Then there is lettuce. Although cooking for a long time will make the soup bitter, it is better than unripe. There are also six shrimps that are still alive in the fresh-keeping water tank under the refrigerator.

Don't cover it. When the water comes back, just take an empty bowl and spoon to foam. Finally, when the panel starts to be washed away, put the cut ham and two eggs in.Perfect!

Wait a minute, the ham isn't cut yet!

The noodles are all cooked like this. Xia Yu was a little annoyed and forgot one of the steps. But you can only pour out the things in the pot, put out the fire, and wash the pot while it is hot.

Then pull out the cutting board and knife hanging on the wall. The knife work is general. If you want to cut delicately, you have to slow down.

One, two, three.

"Ding Dong! "The terrible elevator student thought again.

Summer rain instinctively back instant pull cool, pajamas stick on top, like a step inside a super aggressive air conditioning in hard blow.

The kitchen knife in my hand clenched. This time, God comes to kill God and Buddha comes to kill Buddha.

Gently, gently, slowly.

The elevator door has been opened. But no one came down.

There are still three steps to go. Xia Yu clenches his fist in one hand and holds a kitchen knife on the top of his head. His muscles are tense and ready to strike with all his strength at any time.

Luo Jun's injury is obviously not a fall, or a car hit something, he came here not to go to the hospital, not to call the police, only that can not call the police.

People in the whole city are afraid to know that Luo Jun is not a good person, so this is bringing the ghost to her home.

Summer rain heart that want to cry without tears ah, wait for the day to roll out someone!

"Who!" With a wave of the kitchen knife, people in the elevator jumped and jumped out.

Hold Xiayu's back neck with backhand. In the blink of an eye, her whole face was stuck to the ground. Hold the kitchen knife tightly in her hand, intuition tells her not to put it!

The killer is also helpless. The security guard at the door is on duty 24 hours a day. Even if he managed to get the access card, he was searched inside and outside because he was a stranger. He didn't even bring a fruit knife with him. He only had a key less than 8 cm.

This woman's strength is not proportional to her figure. The killer just took out the key and tried to insert it into her temple, but she broke free, turned around, waved the kitchen knife and nearly split the killer in two.

All of a sudden, the killer was about to jump on her and hit her. Suddenly, a pillow came face to face, trying to cover his mouth and nose.

Luo Jun has tried his best, but still can't play one percent of his level.

The killer was quick and tore the pillow on his face with one hand.

Summer rain reaction come over, no matter three seven twenty-one wave knife to chop past.

As soon as the knife light appeared, the killer dodged flexibly, leaving behind Luo Jun: "I grass!" The waist body is soft to hasten back a trip, the kitchen knife rubs own pants to fall.

When the target appears, the target of the killer's attack is no longer the hapless Xia Yu. A hand knife cuts Xia Yu's wrist. Xia Yu is in pain and the kitchen knife falls.

The killer catches the kitchen knife and flies 360 degrees to change the direction. He holds it in his hand to raise the height. In the blink of an eye, he will split the knife on Luo Jun's neck.

"Ding Dong! boung!” The elevator door just opened a gap between two fingers, and the bullet flew out, hitting the back of the killer's head.

Summer rain's eyes are falling out. Incredible waiting for all the elevator doors to open.

Huang Yutao, with a pistol in his hand, was still in a Tang suit full of the flavor of hot pot. The murderous air between his eyebrows flashed by.

"Hoo Pretending to be a cowboy, he pretended to blow the muzzle of the gun easily: "my God, how did you come here?"

“……” Huang Yutao was ashamed. How could the little girl swear so easily? She strained her expression. As soon as she stepped out of the room, she heard a "bang" and Luo Jun fell over.

"Oh, my God!" Forced out of the gas field collapse in an instant, Huang Yutao Niang in Niang Qi called a, toward Luo Jun rushed.

Good guy, naked upper body, white bandage instantly dyed red by blood.

I don't know if it was just when I covered the killer's face with a pillow, or when I bent down to avoid the knife, I tore the wound open. Fortunately, this time I don't need to call Si Moyun. Huang Yutao can bandage the wound.

The smell of blood in the room is more rich. There's no need to smell it. It's also mixed with the smell of instant noodles.

Huang Yutao's speed was much faster than smoyun's, and the wound was repainted. Luo Jun was hurt by his "light hand and light foot" and woke up with the first sentence: "what about the instant noodles?"

“……” The summer rain is not from a Leng, just think of those two bowls of noodles that have been left out for half an hour: "Oh!" I'll get it right away.

Luo Jun is very hungry and injured. He swallows his saliva.

Touch the bowl. It's still warm. Cut the last ham and cover it. Bring the two bowls together to the bed: "here you are."

Luo Jun hard half sit up body, see the things in the bowl, eyebrows suddenly twisted into two lumps. But I still got chopsticks.

The bowl was held by Huang Yutao. Luo Jun put all the ham in his mouth with a long chopstick, chewed it carefully and swallowed it.

Pick up a chopstick of noodles. Pick up, pick up

Luo Jun side head Piao an eye summer rain, brow tightly lock: "you give me to eat this."

Summer rain himself eat is also very reluctantly, to vomit, but the mouth is forthright: "yes, did not see me eat this."“……” Luo Jun slowly moves his black eyes to the bowl of instant noodles with the smell of eggs and shrimps. After a while, he moves away and looks at Huang Yutao.