Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Xiao Ziqing pulled Ruirui and Lili over calmly, her sword and gun had no eyes. It is said that this little girl has just graduated from the police academy not long ago, and her skills are really hard to say.

Just by looking at her excited look at Sang Haoyang, you can tell that she can't calm down now, the gun might go off, so stay away!

However, Sang Haoyang is a fugitive? ?This statement is really new.

Ever since she heard that Sang Haoyang was the young master of the Keynes family, Xiao Ziqing had been curious about this guy's real identity.

She asked Feng Yiran with her eyes: Is what the policewoman said just now true? ?Is Sang Hoyang really a fugitive? ?
If it is true, will their family be charged with harboring fugitives?What did Sang Haoyang do?

Young Master Feng shrugged his shoulders and returned a helpless look. Of course he knew that Sang Haoyang was not that kind of person.

As for why Wen Ya said that, it is a story of two people, they just need to watch the show by the side.

Sang Haoyang was not intimidated by Wen Ya's posture at all, instead he pressed on step by step and walked towards Wen Ya.

He even held Wen Ya's hand and aimed the gun in her hand at his forehead, "Don't you want to shoot? Then do it, why don't you do it? I remember that you have had several opportunities before of."

Wen Ya's complexion changed because of Sang Haoyang's words, and under the dim streetlight, a suspicious blush could be seen.

"Don't think that I will be afraid of you!" Wen Ya retorted unconvinced, but her confidence was not enough.

Sang Haoyang laughed because of her words, "Oh? Then you tell me, am I really a 'fugitive'? What crime did I commit? Hmm? It seems that I was not the one who escaped, right?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward step by step, forcing Wen Ya back again and again, even his eyes became a little timid.

The situation turned around in an instant, as if Wen Ya was the one who did the wrong thing, even facing Sang Haoyang's torch-like eyes felt guilty.

Pinch Wenya's chin with his hands, and a playful look flashed in Sang Haoyang's eyes, "Don't you wish you could run away? Why did you send it to your door again today? Could it be that you are also reminiscing about that wonderful feeling?"

The last sentence, he deliberately lowered his voice, and said it close to Wen Ya's ear.

The man's warm breath sprayed behind Wen Ya's ears, and blew her disobedient hair along the way, making her numb and itchy.

The earlobe is the most sensitive part of Wen Ya, just such a vague touch made her legs go weak, and she wanted to fall into the arms of a man.

The images of their lingering love to death even flashed through their minds without disappointment. Every touch of the man, every sweet word, that feeling of wanting to be immortal, all flashed like a movie...

Wen Ya's hand holding the gun softened just like that, she turned around in a panic and got into the car, started the car with trembling hands, and left in a rampage.

She even forgot that she had a companion present.

Sang Haoyang narrowed his eyes and looked at the fleeing Beetle with a sneer on his lips.

Little thing, do you think that I, Sang Haoyang, is a man you can provoke and get rid of if you want?Since you broke into my world again, I have a way to prevent you from leaving again.

"Are you Wen Ya's friend? I'm leaving just now, so let's take you back by the way!" Sang Haoyang suggested kindly.

The girl seemed to be terrified. Just now, Wen Ya changed her face when she said that she would change her face, and even drew a gun.Obediently!This battle is scary enough!
But Wen Ya and this seemingly evil man in front of him don't seem like the relationship between a policeman and a fugitive...

Is there such a good-looking fugitive?Then if he uses the beauty trick, maybe he can get away smoothly?Wen Ya's feelings towards this man seem to be complicated.

It seems that there is an inexplicable emotion in it, and there is a little fear, and I always feel that there is an ambiguous relationship between these two people.

Even though she was infatuated with Sang Haoyang's appearance for a few seconds, the girl still didn't dare to take his car back.

She didn't forget that Wen Ya said he was a fugitive!Even if there was some misunderstanding, it was probably because this man had done something bad.

"Girl, let's ask the driver to take you back! You don't have to worry, we are a decent family, and we won't have any plans for you." Xiao Ziqing made a relief.

As for Sang Haoyang, she didn't intend to just let him go.

Based on the undercurrent between Sang Haoyang and Wen Ya just now, Xiao Ziqing saw the clue, she was so curious about the story.

Being pinched by his wife secretly, Feng Yiran glanced at Xiao Ziqing knowingly.

This little woman was really spoiled by him and became more and more lawless, she would come here whenever she wanted, if she didn't follow her wishes, she would probably be sent to sleep in the study at night.

Young Master Feng coughed lightly, "Haoyang, I forgot to discuss some things with you, you should leave later! I have some personal suggestions for the new energy cooperation plan you mentioned last time."

Hearing that his most important plan was accepted by Young Master Feng, Sang Haoyang temporarily put Wen Ya aside, and immediately walked back to the villa.

The servants had already brought the tea to the study swiftly, and Feng Yiran and Sang Haoyang were sitting face to face on the two single sofas.

Sang Haoyang rarely sat upright, with an attitude of listening attentively, waiting for Young Master Feng to speak.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yiran just kept drinking tea and didn't speak after a few minutes, which made Sang Haoyang feel very puzzled.

"I said, don't be a fool! If you have something to say, just say it, and you need me to make any adjustments, and you also say it. I believe you are not a person who speaks like a lion."

Feng Yiran tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the sofa with his long fingers, and responded calmly: "Wait a little longer."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Ziqing pushed open the door of the study and walked in, "Finally, the two little ancestors are settled, let's start! Where are you going to start?"

Seeing the man stretching out his hand towards her, Xiao Ziqing walked to Feng Yiran's side.

Before she could stand on her heels, Young Master Feng's arm exerted force, and she lost her balance and fell on the man's lap. The two of them sat in such an intimate position.

Xiao Ziqing wanted to break free at first, but no matter how familiar she was with Sang Haoyang, she still felt embarrassed to make such a move in front of others.

Helplessly, Feng Yiran was too domineering, his pair of iron arms tightly wrapped around Xiao Ziqing's waist, she couldn't move at all.

Staring at First Young Master Feng sullenly, Xiao Ziqing could only sigh, and nestled in his arms obediently.This smooth transition made Feng Yiran's lips curl up in satisfaction.

"We two are talking about business, what is your wife doing here? Also, the two of you openly show your affection, which has stimulated me as a lonely person. Is it really okay to do this?" Sang Haoyang exaggeratedly clutched his chest, as if The look of being overwhelmed with pain.

First Young Master Feng took Xiao Ziqing's hand and played with her green and white jade fingers, "Before we talk about the business, let's talk about the story between you and the police lady. My wife is interested."

As if to confirm his words, Xiao Ziqing nodded cooperatively, "Hurry up, I'm going to bed later."

Seeing her nestled on Feng Yiran's chest, looking lazy, Sang Haoyang wanted to vomit blood.

The co-author used a high-sounding excuse to let him stay, just to satisfy this woman's desire to gossip? ?

Sang Haoyang deeply despised someone's behavior of valuing sex and despising friends in his heart. Feeling puzzled, he cursed secretly: "Wife slave!!"

It's all about complaining, and he also knows that if he doesn't tell the truth, Young Master Feng won't talk to him a word about the cooperation plan.

Alas, who asked him, Sang Haoyang, to ask for something?Otherwise, you don't have to be manipulated by these two.

After taking a sip of tea, Sang Haoyang talked about the kindness and resentment between him and Wen Ya.

Although he is the young master of the Keynes family, his ambition is not to inherit the family business, but to do something that interests him.

Even if he deliberately pretended to be a dude and lived a licentious life before, that was not Sang Haoyang's real face.

In fact, he is working for Interpol, not a member of the establishment, but an undercover agent of a special nature, approaching every target.

Sang Haoyang even wants to sneak into some gangs. Every time he pretends to be an identity, it is not easy, and there is a high risk.

It was also during such an undercover operation that he met Wen Ya.

It just so happened that the fledgling Wen Ya was also on a mission, also cooperating with Interpol, but the two were not performing the same mission, and according to the usual practice, they couldn't casually reveal each other's identities.

The opposing positions caused the two to start a fight. Every time they met, they were incompatible, wishing to kill each other before they were willing.

After bumping into each other, the two formed a deeper and deeper bond, and Wen Ya, who was full of enthusiasm, regarded Sang Haoyang as an out-and-out villain, determined to arrest him.

In one operation, Wen Ya pretended to be a courtesan and went to a bar to receive information, but she, who was inexperienced in the world, was tampered with and drank drugged wine.

That's how the story of dog blood happened, and Sang Haoyang saved her.

As for how to save it... Hehe, you understand.

That night, Sang Haoyang almost exhausted all his energy to help Wen Ya cure the medicine.The little thing also scratched several marks on his body wildly, screaming hoarsely.

It was after experiencing the beauty of gentleness that Sang Haoyang looked at this girl differently, and when they met again later, the atmosphere between the two changed.

It is no longer as tense as before, but a little more subtle.

Sang Haoyang was originally a low-talking master, even if he couldn't take advantage of others, he still wanted to gain the upper hand in words.

Every time we meet, I have to flirt with Wen Ya, as long as I see her blushing, I feel very happy.Every time at this time, Wen Ya would push back unconvinced.

"So the two of them quarreled and ended up fighting on the bed?" Xiao Ziqing leaned against Feng Yiran's arms and looked at the person sitting across from her with contempt.

"Ahem!" Sang Haoyang coughed unnaturally, "I just don't match with her, no matter how many sheets are torn, the result will be the same."