The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

about 10 minutes later

Fan Prison awkwardly followed He Zheng out of the room, his face flushed with shame.

Damn this beast, you wait for me, I must resist next time.

Fan Prison was cursing in his heart, and stared at the back of He Zheng who was walking forward.

But he knew that He Zheng didn't let him take it out because he wanted to punish him, so that he would have a long memory next time.

Isn't it just scolding you!Is it necessary to be so angry?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, because it was obvious that he was telling lies, and He Zheng knew it, but he still punished him like this.

"Why the hell did you stop suddenly! It hurts like hell."

He bumped into He Zheng's back and scolded, but when he looked up, he saw He Zheng's third sister, He Jie, standing in front of him.

She is wearing a long white dress with ladylike high heels of the same color. She has a tall figure and long black hair that is casually scattered. She is as elegant as an ordinary fairy, as if she is surrounded by white flowers.

Fan Prison's eyes couldn't help showing surprise. He had seen too many beauties, but this was the first time he had seen He Jie with a spotless temperament.

But the fly in the ointment was that her beautiful eyes had lost their color, as if they were just a beautiful walking doll.

I heard that his third sister's mental state is not very good. I didn't believe it before, but now I look at it like an empty shell.

Seeing the unfamiliar Vatican Prison standing behind He Zheng, He Jie's beautiful colorless eyes just slightly lifted up, as if staring at it without focus, more and more like a moving doll.

It's a pity, such a beautiful person.

Fan Prison looked at He Jie with a trace of pity.

"Let's go!"

Gentleman He Zheng gave up his arm and asked He Jie to embrace him.

He Jie didn't speak, but obediently put his arms around He Zheng's arm.

Seeing He Zheng who just walked away and left him behind, Fan Prison was so angry that he almost pulled the thing out and threw it in He Zheng's face.

Damn that bastard, I endured the shame and took him out, and he just left me and left with his sister?

But when the flames of the Brahma Prison were raging, He Zheng suddenly turned around and frowned and asked him, "Why don't you follow up and stand there!"

You fucking know that your wife didn't keep up!

The Vatican Prison scolded and walked towards He Zheng angrily, but when he walked around, he became sad.

Oh shit……

Fan Prison immediately covered his mouth, blushing.

Enduring his shame, he walked up to He Zheng, and punched He Zheng furiously.

He Zheng was not angry, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly, although it was very shallow.

Fan Prison saw it and punched again.

He still dares to laugh, does he know how strange I am now?

Fan Prison became more and more angry, but it was true that his face became redder.

After entering the elevator, Fan Prison glared at He Zheng again, but He Jie suddenly glanced at him, and he immediately lowered his head in panic, his ears turned red.

Ah dying.

The Vatican Prison wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Damn it, it's a good thing I have the remote control, otherwise I don't know what this damned man could do.

Fan Prison started his cursing again.

He Jie, who had been looking at Fan Prison, looked up blankly at Fan Prison, and then her gaze came to the coat pocket of Fan Prison's casual clothes, and saw a pink thing half exposed.

Not sure if it was out of curiosity, He Jie took it out, and then stared at it fixedly, as if she didn't know what it was.

At this time, Fan Prison didn't know that the remote control in his pocket had been taken away by He Jie, and he was standing tense, as nervous as if he was afraid of falling out.