Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 3 Steal, Slap Greetings

"That's great, Sister Bing'er, I want to discuss something with you," the silly child repeated what he said just now, "How about it, can I take it?"

Without hesitation, Wei Bing opened her red lips slightly: "Go."

Wei Bing doesn't know what Mu Yeqin is, even if she knew, she would not think about it.

This kid is a tiger, whoever comes, will dare to fight with you.

In fact, compared to Limo, Wei Bing is more suitable for this business. Her professional identity is: the number one thief in the world, Ling Wen.

She brushed her teeth, washed her face, ate breakfast, and waited for the night to come.

-

That night.

The moonlight is bright, and there are many buildings, winding into a twisting dragon, one of which is Cui Wei, which looks like a dragon's head rising straight to the sky.

A black shadow rushed down, from this building to the opposite, and the moon looked like a ghost.

The windows on the 38th floor were open, and the people in the hospital had already been discharged from the hospital. This is a hotel under Dicheng's banner.

Then, the shadow of the window floated, and the black shadow hesitated for a while in front of the window, before turning in against the moonlight.

The bulging piece on the bed was unaware, and seemed to be really asleep.

The black shadow swaggered, obviously not having the quality a thief should have, and swaggered to the bedside.

The moonlight and the light from outside came in, the room was not too dark, and she could see the outline of the figure on the bed in the dimness.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and lowered it, "Pa——"

It rang through the silent room.

The face on the bed was turned to one side by the fan.

For a long time, the person on the bed remained silent.

She was relieved, and with a snap of her fingers, the room was instantly lit up.

What gave her such confidence?

medicine.

The person on the bed has been stunned.

It's the second time, and I still don't have a long memory. I think I am unparalleled, and no one will dare to offend me. Except for the neurosis last time, there will be no second neurosis last time.

Although the medicine was improved by Mrs. Xuanyuan, it was much stronger than ordinary drugs, but just to be on the safe side, she still slapped it.

The person on the bed closed his eyes, covering the loneliness and coldness of the day, very quiet, beautiful and comfortable.

The tips of the hair are shiny, not like a real person, like a god who has been sleeping for a long time in the ancient Penglai, which is suffocating.

Wei Bing stared straight ahead, shaking his head again and again, beautiful, beautiful.

If she knew she would turn on the light first, she would never have the heart to do it.

Look at being slapped by a beautiful boy now, the slap seems to have been slapped on his own face, and the pain is so hot.

Wei Bing did not forget the business, looked around, she had seen a picture of sapphire, where would she hide it?

Start with the bedside table first, then go to the wardrobe, bookcase...

After turning around, let alone gems, there is not even a gem hair.

The size of this room is larger than that of the presidential suite, and it is also high-end. If you really search around like this, it will probably be dawn.

The main reason is that many places are locked, and it will take her a long time to decipher the code.

But Bing Bing's head was big, and he was about to grab his hair when a light bulb in his head suddenly lit up.

Have it.

She went back to the bed, lifted the quilt, and pulled him up.

The man is muscular, strong and powerful, but he is not light. When Wei Bing stood up and took a step, his brows frowned deeply.

As soon as she let go, the man fell to the ground with a "bang", then grabbed his ankle and dragged him out.

From this room to that room, search one by one, touch the lock, help him up, shake his head there, and directly recognize the face, which is much faster.

It took less than an hour until I found it and reached the living room.

Going around to the sofa, the moment he turned around, Wei Bing froze.

Under the light, the gemstone ring was ice blue throughout, and the flowing rays of light intertwined.

But Bing Yixi, that's it.

Unexpectedly, this little gadget was placed on the coffee table casually.

It made her look for such a long time.

Oh no matter, pick it up and leave.

The man lay on a long strip at the foot of the table.

-

The ancient pagoda trees on both sides of the street are lush with branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun. When the wind blows, the green leaves are scattered all over the ground.

The red Maybach flashed by, raising a piece of greenery.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the airport was built overnight amidst the beauty and grandeur.

When Wei Bing arrived, Qian Mo just came out of the exit with her luggage, saw her car from a distance, shouted and waved to her.

Wei Bing got out of the car to help her with her luggage, and Qian Mo happily hugged her, "Xiao Binger, long time no see, miss me?"

It's been a long time since we last saw each other. It's been almost half a year since they last saw each other.

Wei Bing is very honest, she loses her air-conditioning in front of trusted people and becomes warm, "Think."

Qianmo slapped her hard on the face, and they got into the car.

"Why did you suddenly remember coming back?"

The car drove up the third ring road, went up the third ring road, got off the third ring road, and they were driving down.

"Oh, it's not because of you?"

"Huh?" Wei Bing was puzzled.

"Well, it's not you, it's Momo," Qianmo sighed, staring at the front and said, "She..."

Wei Bing listened quietly, the more he listened, the deeper his frown became.

"Mu Yeqin?"

"Yes," Qianmo rubbed his eyebrows with his index finger, "this is Mu Yeqin from the Mu family in Zihai City."

But when the ice hand slipped, the car spun around.

Qianmo looked at her strangely, "What's wrong?"

Wei Bing's head was a little buzzing, and the scene from last night played out unconsciously in his mind.

Damn it, if I had known earlier, I would definitely not accept yesterday's order.

This is really a big game.

She patted the steering wheel remorsefully.

"Tell me what's going on." Seeing her like this, Qianmo panicked inexplicably.

"I told you, don't scold me," Wei Bing gave her a guilty look.

"Well," Qianmo became more and more uneasy.

So Wei Bing described how he sneaked into other people's room last night, how he waved his magic claws, and how he dragged other people's faces to recognize them... vividly described, and finally said: "I am strong, and that slap can No less effort."

It's also thanks to the man's solid foundation that he didn't bleed from being fanned.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and there was a dead silence inside the car.

Qianmo opened his mouth, looked at her, opened and closed his mouth, speechless.

Wei Bing pursed her lips tightly, clutching the steering wheel, like a child who did something wrong and was waiting to be taught a lesson, not daring to meet her gaze.

She is very aware of Qianmo's temper. Like Limo, she is very irritable.

The only difference between the two is that if things get more and more annoying, Li Mo will only become more irritable, but Qian Mo is different, instead, she is extremely calm.

Just like this moment, it took a long time for Qianmo to find his own voice: "I, I can't help you anymore, I will do my best to take good care of your brother."

"Well, thank you."

But Bing shifted gears and the car restarted.

The atmosphere froze for a while, and Qianmo sighed, "Actually... I can't blame you for this."

She didn't know about it in the first place, so don't blame those who don't know.

Qianmo looked at her and asked, "Can the things be returned?"

Wei Bing paid attention to the condition of the car outside, and shook his head, "I'm afraid it won't work, he should be awake."

The pointer is turned back to two hours ago——

The man on the ground moved his fingertips, his brows slowly furrowed, and then he opened his eyes.

The pinkish-pink ceiling greets the eye, with ancient myths and stories of the Hua Kingdom painted on it. The colors are very light, retaining the original brightness of the room.

Mu Yeqin was full of doubts, the living room?Why is he in the living room?

Sleepwalking?

Impossible, he doesn't have this habit.

He got up, his body was a little weak, and he swayed a bit to support the sofa before he stood still.

He looked around, and always felt that the house was different.

When his eyes touched the coffee table, he was instantly gloomy.

There was a sudden tingling in his cheek, very subtle, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart, I hope it wasn't what he thought.

Walk slowly towards the mirror.

(End of this chapter)