Mysterious husband, keep a low profile

Chapter 315 Washing in Su's House for a Month (Abusing Scum, Showing Love)

Lin Xingqiao was really stunned. She recovered and said in a low voice: "Then Sun Baixue...is the mayor's daughter..."

When I was grabbing clothes from her today, that queen fan, now she immediately became a village girl!
Su Jingchi lazily said: "Mayor Sun personally sent his daughter here."

Who does he want to deal with, and is he afraid that he won't be able to deal with it?
Even if Mayor Sun is reluctant, he has to obediently send it over!
Lin Xingqiao: "..."

Su Jingchi is really young, big enough...

The clothes are full of clothes, and the clothes are full of sweaty smell.The big red nails that Sun Baixue just made a few days ago are all broken.

She glared at Lin Xingqiao resentfully, and continued to wash clothes.

Her hand suddenly caught a strangely shaped piece of fabric.

Sun Baixue was surprised, and when she looked closely, her entire face turned pale with anger.

It turned out to be a man's four-corner underwear!
She has never washed this kind of thing for any man in her life!

There is also disgusting yellow excrement on the panties...

She turned pale and trembled.

It's disgusting, it's really disgusting!
It's all Lin Xingqiao!This stinky bastard!
Su Jingchi glanced at it, "Wash it clean, if it's not clean, wash it at Su's house for a month."

Su Jingchi hugged Lin Xingqiao tightly, and asked with a smile: "Go shopping for clothes today, do you like anything? Going out with Ji Anzhi, do you feel happy?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xingqiao sat down on him, put his arms around his neck, and said in a low voice, "I'm quite happy, but well, next time Young Master Su will accompany me, I should be happier."

Su Jingchi absolutely wanted to hear this kind of answer.

Sure enough, Su Jingchi was happy.

He leaned close to her face and couldn't help kissing her more, "I'm very busy these days, I'll accompany you next time."

Yeah.

She is happy in her heart, which is the benefit of being hurt.

Lin Xingqiao suddenly felt a scorching gaze behind her, and she snorted coldly in her heart.

Ding Meimei, right?

Go envy, envy and hate!

It's shameless to think that Su Jingchi is interested in you.

Although Su Jingchi wears glasses, he is not short-sighted!
He used those glasses to pretend.

Sure enough, Ding Meimei's weak and pitiful voice came from behind, "Young Master Su... let us go... the sun is so bright... I, I can't take it anymore."

Su Jingchi stared at Lin Xingqiao who was sitting on him, reached out and touched her forehead, "Is it hot?"

Ding Meimei thought she was asking her this question, and was about to answer, but heard Lin Xingqiao say to Su Jingchi: "It's a bit hot, let's go back, I want to turn on the air conditioner."

Ding Meimei's hands were tightly clutching a white shirt that she didn't know whose name it was, her face was pale, and tears glistened in her eyes.

Clearly... clearly this Mr. Su should belong to her boyfriend...

Lin Xingqiao wanted to grab her man!

Su Jingchi picked up Lin Xingqiao, "Then let's go back first."

Ding Meimei watched Su Jingchi hug Lin Xingqiao and was about to leave, Lin Xingqiao turned around and gave her the middle finger!

The little bitch who framed her!Dare to covet her man now?

Ding Meimei bit her lip, suddenly rolled her eyelids, and fell to the ground.

Sun Baixue exclaimed, "Meimei? Meimei? Young Master Su! Young Master Su! Meimei fainted, it must be because the sun is too big and she has suffered from heatstroke!"

Su Jingchi hugged Lin Xingqiao and looked back, expressionlessly said: "Wake up."

Chu Qi, who came out of nowhere, poured the big bucket of water directly on Ding Meimei, and said with a smile: "Miss Ding, your trick won't work with our husband. So, get up quickly."

Pretending to be dizzy?

Believe it or not, you have offended our young master and made you dizzy!
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