"Ok?"

"Actually, you concealed it very well? Do you know how I recognized you?" Yuzheng climbed up and pulled his wrist up into the air: "The bracelet I gave you is exposed."

"In order to match this bracelet, the chaebol I am pretending to be this time is a Buddhist believer in the information."

"But you shouldn't show it. It doesn't matter if it's a Buddhist bead bracelet this time. What if it's something else? Wouldn't it easily become a symbol of your identity?"

Buddha beads are very common, and many businessmen and politicians like to wear them.

In addition, he is a Buddhist believer in the information, so it doesn't matter if it is revealed.

After all, not everyone can recognize it through dog-gnawing craftsmanship.

It was indeed cautious enough, but Yuzheng still felt something was wrong.

Sheng Jingting touched her head: "Make-up reconnaissance is also a compulsory course for me. Every time I do a disguise, I know what to bring and what not to bring. This prayer bead is a talisman you gave me, and I don't want to take it off .”

Yuzheng felt that she had been hasty, and regretted a little: "I shouldn't have put it on for you at the time, I should have put it in a bag for you to keep close to you."

"It's okay, I can wear it."

"Almost caused trouble, but luckily I saw it."

"Isn't there no trouble in the end?"

"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, you are too careless."

Sheng Jingting smiled bitterly: "Yes, I made a mistake this time. It can be regarded as a lesson, so pay attention in the future."

Yuzheng was taken aback suddenly: "Ah? Are you going to make mistakes too?"

Sheng Jingting sighed and hugged her into his arms: "Everyone makes mistakes, and I am no exception. Why do you think I can be foolproof?"

Yuzheng looked up at him strangely, "Aren't you the devil king? The omnipotent devil king."

Sheng Jingting laughed, and hugged her with both hands: "Don't you know what kind of person I am? The whole world seems to be myths about me, but in fact, I'm just a person."

Yuzheng suddenly felt distressed, and stretched out her arms to encircle him: "Yes, you are just a person. Like all ordinary men in the world, you are my husband."

Sheng Jingting nodded seriously: "Yes, I'm just an ordinary man, and I'm your husband, so...you're attracting bees and butterflies in front of me, what should I do?"

"Ang?" Yuzheng blinked blankly, why did she bring the matter to her?

"I came into contact with those dancers for a legitimate reason. And if you lose your temper in front of Brian, it may cause immeasurable consequences. Who do you say is wrong?" Sheng Jingting reprimanded him with a straight face.

"I was wrong." Yuzheng lowered her head obediently, with a good attitude.

Sheng Jingting lifted her chin with two fingers, with a smile that was not a smile: "As a colleague who was disturbed by you, I just hit and scolded me. But as your husband, shouldn't you give me an explanation? "

Yuzheng's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he argued in a low voice: "I...haven't I been punished just now?"

Sheng Jingting raised his face again: "Just now, it was the demon king Lu Chen who punished you. Now, you should give your husband an explanation, who told you to attract others?"

Yuzheng touched her hot little butt, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Then what else do you want?"

Sheng Jingting coughed pretendingly, and his eyes wandered away from her: "You are attracting bees and butterflies in front of me, what should you do, don't you know what to do?"

"What exactly do you want?" Yu Zheng blushed and bit her lip in embarrassment.

This old pervert definitely wants to communicate in depth again, but she really doesn't know how.

A smile flashed across Sheng Jingting's eyes, and he leaned into her ear and whispered a few words.

Yuzheng's face turned red immediately, and she was about to bleed. She became angry and beat him on the chest twice: "I don't want to do this, absolutely not."

Sheng Jingting raised his eyebrows: "Don't you want it? I think you are quite capable in the bar, and you want to serve them together. Who taught you to say such things at such a young age?"

"Then...then that...then you also found four dancers. I only found one tool man, and you found four. You gave them back the money. You have never given me so much pocket money. Yours The money seems to be 20 knives a pack, which is equivalent to nearly [-] in our country's currency." Yuzheng was just talking about him with a guilty conscience, but the more he talked, the more angry he became.

At the end, she was already angry and staring: "You still have the nerve to settle accounts with me? Your situation is ten times more serious than mine."

Sheng Jingting finally felt guilty: "I am passive, you are active."

"If it wasn't because you got entangled with those dancers first, would there be something later? You are the culprit."

"That's because you followed me."

"Who told you not to report your whereabouts to your wife?"

"I'm on a mission."

"Liar, you clearly said to go to Pandora Island."

"The matter over there is finished, and there is still follow-up to deal with."

"That's why you found four dancers to spend the night with and gave them back so much money?"

"..."

Xiaojiao's wife was obviously making trouble for no reason, but he was speechless.

Sheng Jingting was silent for a moment, then suddenly pushed Yuzheng down on the bed, and bent down to stop her chattering little mouth.

As long as his wife seriously wants to quarrel with him, he has never won an argument, so it's better to do something serious to divert her attention.

The warm breath spread between the lips and teeth, Yuzheng was dazed by the kiss, and the clothes on her body were scattered one by one.

Yuzheng muttered dissatisfiedly in her heart, and came up with this trick again, using beauty tricks every time she couldn't quarrel, it was too hateful.

He just received a beating, and he still wants to be stuffed with soy sauce, it seems that something is wrong...

In Yuzheng's wild thoughts, Sheng Jingting finally ended the long kiss, gasped and leaned over her, with a low voice: "Baby, how should I be punished for doing something wrong?"

She blushed and muttered in a low voice: "Then... just do as you said just now."

Surprise flashed in Sheng Jingting's eyes: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. Come on, cooperate." Yuzheng muttered and tried to sit up, pushed him down on the bed, and then sat on his waist.

"What are you??" This seems to be different from what they said before.

Yuzheng slowly raised her lips, showing an evil smile: "It's obviously your fault, but you still want to trick me. Great Demon King, you are doomed this time."

Sheng Jingting: "Huh?"

Yuzheng put her hands on her hips: "I don't want to do what you said. This time, I will bully you."

Sheng Jingting's eyes lit up, and he pretended to be reluctant: "Isn't that good? I can't bear you to work so hard."

"It's not hard work, not hard work at all." Yu Zheng chuckled to himself, tearing off his clothes hurriedly.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come?" Sheng Jingting pretended to resist.

"Of course, I want to be on top. Great Demon King, just wait to be trampled by me." Yuzheng announced with pride, and viciously pulled off his shirt, revealing a large piece of his strong chest.

Sheng Jingting shuddered as his smooth little hands touched his body, and his breathing became a little rough.

My wife's little hands are really soft, I really look forward to being ravaged by her.

(?﹃?)

He swallowed his saliva, sighed pretendingly, let go of his limbs and lay flat: "Hey, come on then, who will let me pet you."

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