Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

Under the night, the neon lights on the busy city streets are dazzling, and the lights are in a trance, both illusion and reality.

In city A, in a quiet community, at the entrance of a high-end villa, Qian Duoduo was wearing a green military uniform, carrying a military gift bag in his hand, and bid farewell to the enthusiastic taxi driver with excitement.

Carrying the only gift bag in four years, Qian Duoduo took out his mobile phone, opened the address book and looked at the familiar name with a happy smile.

Fingertips rested on the name for half a moment, Qian Duoduo raised his mouth slightly, forget it, kill him directly at his house tomorrow morning, and give him a surprise.

Thinking of this, Qian Duoduo put the phone back in the bag again, turned around and looked at an independent villa behind him with a complicated expression.

This is the "home" where Qian Duoduo lived when he was in school

Holding the package tightly, Qian Duoduo walked towards the villa.

Taking out the key in the bag, she slowly opened the gate of the villa, and walked across the flower-filled garden, Qian Duoduo raised her head and frowned.

I saw a brightly lit room on the second floor.

This is my room, why is there a light?Could it be...Qian Meijiao, his half-sister took over his room while he was no longer at home?

Thinking of this, Qian Duoduo was furious, and gently opened the door of the villa. The military liberation shoes on his feet walked on the wood-like floor without making a sound.

She took the key, threw the package over her shoulder and quietly came to the door of her room on the second floor.

Squeezing the key in his hand, he gently inserted the key, while imagining the scene of his sister who had robbed him for more than ten years lying on his bed...

"Ah... ah ah ah..."

However, the creaking sound of the bed, accompanied by the woman's moan and the man's low gasp came from the room.

Qian Duoduo frowned, and the hand holding the key trembled.

Standing there blushing, this damn Qian Meijiao actually took the man home and did that kind of thing in my room!

Thinking of this, Qian Duoduo became even more angry. No one could enter her Qian Duoduo's room, not even her own father dared to enter without her permission.

She looked at the door again and made sure that this was indeed her room. Although she hadn't been back for four years, she remembered correctly.

At this time, louder panting sounds and the sound of the bed rocking came from the room. Thinking of two people doing such dirty things naked on their own bed, Qian Duoduo became furious. She hated others entering his room to touch him her bed...

Trying to restrain his anger, Qian Duoduo kept saying in his heart, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, impulsive is the devil, I am a soldier, I have to have the demeanor of a soldier.

"Brother Xifeng... ah... ah... I heard... Qian Duoduo will be back the day after tomorrow, what will you do then?" Who would have thought that she had just finished reading silently, when suddenly a woman's giggles and Jiao Didi's words came from the room the sound of.

"Hehehe..., now I'm fucking her man, sleeping on her bed,... let her drag...!"

"Meijiao..., let's... don't talk about this now, I want to be ridden by you... Hurry up, abuse me..."

A familiar male voice came out of the room panting and eagerly.

"boom……"

Qian Duoduo trembled all over, staring at the door in disbelief, this voice?

No, this... is definitely not West Wind's....