Doting alone wife: Husband, get caught

Chapter 2 Please, Please, Please
Qin Chaoyue, with a bruised nose and bruised nose, limped and ran up the 18 flights of stairs panting.

I just put on my shoes and was about to walk out of the stairs when I saw a tall figure leaning against the door, with his left leg slightly bent on his right calf, a cigarette dangling from his cool lips, leisurely swimming. Zai puffed out smoke rings, the sparks flickered on and off, reflecting his cold and slightly joking face.

When she slid up and down the stairs like a lost dog, Qiao Chuchen directly took the elevator down to block it.

Qin Chaoyue buzzed his head, feeling countless crows flying by in front of him.

"Borrow, please borrow!"

She mustered up her courage and wanted to slip away.

In the end, after only two steps, he was grabbed by the back collar of his big hand...

The conditioned reflex wants to give him a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw...

However, the other party was as stable as Mount Tai. On the contrary, her muscular little arm, which had practiced martial arts all the year round, clicked and seemed to be dislocated.

Grinning his teeth in pain, tears streaming down his face, his face was mournful.

Qiao Chuchen grabbed her arm and pushed it forward extremely roughly...

Click!
The dislocated bone was perfectly connected, but the moment it was connected, it was extremely painful.

"Thank you, thank you, I don't want to repay my kindness, please borrow the way, there is something urgent!"

She smiled, wiped her hands, nodded and bowed.

Even though her face was bruised and her nose was swollen at this moment, and she smiled awkwardly, which had nothing to do with beauty and charm, but he didn't know it was wool, but he felt that the little slyness in her eyes was very sexy.

His brain must have been flooded.

I couldn't help shaking my head to see if I could shake the water out.

Seeing him shaking his head, Qin Chaoyue thought he was shaking his head, and couldn't help but wailed and asked, "Brother, what do you want? We're just friends with guns, we'll go our separate ways when we lift our pants, won't you Do you still want me to be responsible? I'm still young, I can't afford to be responsible..."

Friends with guns?
Pull up your pants and go their separate ways?

Make her responsible?

Qiao Chuchen extracted the information from her words, a mouthful of old blood was stuck in her throat, and she almost spat out.

It was always other women who posted up to have a little relationship with him and held him accountable, but now in her little mind, it turned out that he was sticking upside down and clinging on to her.

Get out of your mother!

He was too lazy to talk to her.

Qin Chaoyue saw that he was relaxing, and hurriedly tried to slip away like a rabbit.

She wants to go back and tell the director, and resolutely refuse to carry out this task!

I never want to be near this man again!

After taking two steps, she suddenly heard an embarrassing "hiss", and her skirt seemed to be bursting with gorgeousness.

Qiao Chushen saw the pure cotton innerwear through the skirt that was bursting with threads...

Again, he……

Qin Chaoyue was so embarrassed that he clutched the explosive wire, and quickly retreated to the stairs, turning around anxiously.

Qiao Chuchen wanted to take off his suit jacket and cover it up for her, but he didn't do it.

Please, please!

His heart was screaming.

As long as she is willing to ask him for help pitifully, he will take it off for her.

However, Qin Chaoyue never thought of asking him for help. He just took out his mobile phone and called his old friend Xin Xiaochong, "Xiaochong, are you free now? Can you send me a suit..."

Before she could finish speaking, the phone was suddenly snatched by Qiao Chuchen and hung up.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Chaoyue glared at him, asked angrily, and reached out to grab the phone back.

Qiao Chushen held up the phone.

He is more than 1.9 meters tall. Although Qin Chaoyue is not short, he is also 1.7 meters, but there is still a little distance.

If Qin Chaoyue's skirt didn't burst, she could jump high and grab the phone.

but--

Forget it now.
She gave up the struggle to grab the phone, leaned against the wall, covered up her skirt, looked at him quietly with her big eyes, and kept her pursed lips silent...

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