Chapter 262: Being obsessed

The taxi where Zhang Yiming was parked twenty or thirty meters behind Guan Ling's car. He could not see the situation in the car or hear the conversation inside the car. He had already seen that Guan Ling received the Wu Wu from the car. This was one of her subordinates. Zhang Yiming recognized it and could basically judge that Guan Ling did not come out for private work.

Originally, Zhang Yiming didn't need to follow him anymore, but for some reason, he let the taxi driver continue to follow him.

Zhang Yiming vaguely guessed in his heart what Guan Ling and Lao Wu were doing.

He kept watching quietly in the car behind, his face cold and silent.

At this time, there seemed to be someone lying down in Guan Ling's car ahead, and then the body of the car began to shake violently, and Zhang Yiming's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Hey, it's done.Brother, do you want us to drive closer?

The taxi driver also guessed the situation in the car in front. When Zhang Yiming asked him to track a woman's car, he saw that the woman picked up a man into the car, he guessed eight or nine points, that's a catching a villain.

But Zhang Yiming didn't care too much at first, and the driver thought he was a private detective.

After saying this, the driver turned to look at Zhang Yiming and found that his face had become extremely ugly. He was shocked: Sorry, master, isn't you, your wife, right?

Shut your fucking mouth.However, Zhang Yiming shouted coldly, which scared the driver to tremble.Let's go.

Zhang Yiming said coldly.He doesn't want to watch it anymore, and he doesn't have to watch it anymore.What kind of woman, fuck you, a naughty bitch.

The taxi car started and passed by Guan Ling's car.

Zhang Yiming didn't want to glance at the car even if it was just a glance. He just stretched out his hand and hit the driver's steering wheel. The taxi's horn sounded sharply and whizzed past Guan Ling's car.

2 Guan Ling tied Lao Wu's neck and covered his mouth. Lao Wu's desperate struggle before his death made the car shake violently. Guan Ling was really worried that someone nearby would notice the car.

It was not until more than a minute that Lao Wu's struggle and kicked his legs gradually weakened. At this moment, a damn taxi drove by, honking the horn for a long time, which scared Guan Ling. She quickly pressed Lao Wu, who was still moving slightly under her.

The taxi went away and there was nothing unusual. Guan Ling sat up again and looked at Lao Wu, and there was no sound.

Guan Ling sorted out her messed clothes, stroked her hair that fell to her forehead, looked at Lao Wu's body, and spat fiercely.

Something that doesn't know how to live or die, I want me.Go to the King of Hell to find a woman.

Guan Ling still cursed in disrespect when she remembered the anger of the old fifth brother just now.

Since you know that once a woman falls in love with a man, she can ignore anything, aren’t you looking for death?

Guan Ling thought to herself again.

Immediately, Guan Ling was a little sad again. What's wrong with me?

Are you really obsessed with that man?

Lao Wu is looking for death, so what about me?

Guan Ling didn't want to think about it anymore, so she looked around and saw no one passing by. She hurriedly carried Lao Wu's body out, walked quickly to the riverside, and threw Lao Wu's body down with a gurgle.

3 When Guan Ling returned home, she was surprised to find that Zhang Yiming had returned.

You're back?When did it arrive?

Guan Ling accompanied her to ask carefully because she found that Zhang Yiming looked wrong and didn't know what was going on.

Could it be that I worked hard all the way and had no food or drink, but when I came back, I found that I was not here again, and I felt unhappy?

Although he pretended to be a mandarin duck, he really felt like living a life during this period. At least Zhang Yiming's daily life was thrown to Guan Ling to arrange it.

Have you eaten?Or should I accompany you out for some food?

Guan Ling suddenly felt that for women, it was really unqualified to live at home and know how to cook.

Now it is just a fake mandarin duck. If one day he really becomes his own man, whenever he comes back late because of the incident, would he have to go out to eat every time?

Thinking of this, Guan Ling felt a little guilty in her eyes.

Zhang Yiming gradually calmed down after returning to his residence.

It's Ah, why are you angry and why are you angry?

What does this woman have to do with me?

Not even the dew-water mandarin duck!

And I don’t want her, I never treat her as my own woman.

She loves to be lowly and to whom she loves to do those dirty, slutty, shameless and lewd things with, that's her business, and it's my fucking business. I'm still eager to do it, so I won't bother me again in the future.

I live with her in the same room and sleep in the same bed. That was his mother's necessity. I had to use her, but I never touched her.

After using it, I have a debt to settle.

Such a woman can be a saint of chastity even if she wants to think about it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yiming felt much calmer, and gradually felt that his anger and anger were really ridiculous.

However, at this time, Guan Ling's accompanying Xiaojing and the guilt in her eyes seemed to Zhang Yiming to feel guilty and panic. Isn't this the typical look of women who were bitches outside with their husbands on their backs?

Zhang Yiming's anger suddenly became burning again. He looked at Guan Ling coldly, and saw that her hair was obviously messy and she had to sort it out with her hands. Zhang Yiming's mind couldn't help but look like Guan Ling twisting, panting and hairpining under the body of Lao Wu.

I fuck your mother, and after becoming a bitch, I didn’t even take it carefully. So I came back like that?

Is it for me to show it?

Even if I am not your real husband, isn’t your fucking bitch saying you want to pretend to be a pair of two people?

At least you have to give me enough face, right?

Zhang Yiming was furious and could no longer hold back.

I'll be fucking shit, get out of here!From today on, from now on, get out of this room!

Zhang Yiming roared wildly.

Guan Ling was stunned for a moment. Looking at Zhang Yiming who was furious, he was at a loss. He couldn't figure out why he suddenly became furious.What's wrong with you?

You also asked me what's wrong?You go and look in the mirror yourself and see your dirty looks that you haven't cleaned up after just becoming a bitch. I feel dirty and disgusting when I look at it.

What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me?

Guan Ling cried at a loss. From the first day she saw Zhang Yiming, even though Zhang Yiming clearly showed disgust and hatred for her at that time, she had never insulted her directly in such words.

You still ask me?Do you want to continue pretending, or are you shameless at all?I'm on the riverside tonight, will the old five in the car make you feel good?

Guan Ling stopped crying and widened her eyes.She had never expected that Zhang Yiming would see what happened tonight. She blurted out in surprise: Did you see us?What have you seen?

I saw nothing, only a pair of dogs and men in the car, and the car was shaken. Are you shameless?Don't have money to check in?I'll give it to you if I don't have money!

Zhang Yiming felt that the anger in his heart became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but sarcastic. When I left, I pressed the horn of the car for a long time to cheer for the dog couple, but the dog couple was probably only concerned about those dirty things, so I didn't notice it at all.

Guan Ling suddenly remembered that Zhang Yiming was sitting in the car that was roaring with the horns.However, he did not see the truth.

No, it's not what you think, listen to my explanation...

Guan Ling didn't bother to ask Zhang Yiming why she was there, and just wanted to explain the truth clearly.

roll!

Zhang Yiming stopped shouting, I didn't want to listen to any shameless lies anymore.

It's really not what you thought, I...

Guan Ling cried again.

With a snap, Zhang Yiming slapped Guan Ling and interrupted her words. I have never hit a woman before.

Zhang Yiming roared out, this is what you asked for.You shouldn't want to lie to me until now and think of me as a monkey.I didn't have the power to control you, let alone beat you. You can go with anyone, and I don't want to care about you, but even if we live together, it's your own request. Then you should pretend to be a little bit like a little, go out and be cheap, at least you have to clean up and come back. I pretend to be your husband and have to have the face of pretending to be yours, do you know?This house belongs to you, I shouldn't have told you to get out.Now I'll go.

After Zhang Yiming finished roaring, he raised his legs and walked towards the door.Guan Ling was anxious and reached out to hold him. He threw it to the ground with great anger. Guan Ling didn't bother to get up and hugged Zhang Yiming's legs again.

I'll get out, I'll move back to my house, don't leave, please.

Guan Ling was crying, heartbroken and extremely unwilling to accept it. For this man, she had already killed Lao Wu, so why did she still get such a result?

She wants to keep this man, and when he calms down, she will definitely be able to listen to her explanation.

4 Zhang Yiming still left.

When I left the door, the night wind blew, and I felt much more awake. I suddenly felt why I was so out of control tonight? Guan Ling was not someone of her at all?

Is it really what I said that even if you pretend to be a husband, you have to have the face of pretending to be?

Zhang Yiming was in a bad mood and found a hotel to stay in.

After Zhang Yiming left, Guan Ling lay on the ground and was confused, unable to cry even if she wanted to.

I am so despicable?

Isn’t this asking for your own sake?

Even though he knew that this man was his enemy, even if he hadn't happened tonight, he would have avenged himself to settle the score. Why was he still obsessed with him and getting deeper and deeper into him?

I don’t know how long it took, Guan Ling got up and sat in front of the dressing table, trying to see her face in the mirror. What was wrong with it? Is it like this man said to be a despicable person?

Looking at the face in the mirror, my eyes were swollen and my hair was messy, but this was all just now.

Guan Ling didn't know what she looked like when she entered the door, but no matter what she looked like, she had no conscience.

Looking at the light red color of the eyeshadow under his eyebrows, Guan Ling still remembered Lao Wu's praise before his death tonight. Although he was obscene, what he said was the truth: Ming mèi's eyeshadow, elegant clothing, and this faint fragrance, everything is the temperament of a white-collar woman.

All of this was trained by Zhang Yiming and he liked it, so he became like this.

Guan Ling suddenly figured out one thing, why she felt familiar when she saw Lele in Beijing.

That’s right, it was the faint fragrance when Lele appeared in front of him. It was the fragrance of Dir. Although there were countless women using Dir, everyone had their own usage and dosage. After mixing each woman’s unique body fragrance, it was their own unique symbol.

Guan Ling has smelled the fragrance of Lele.

Where?

Where?

The memories in Guan Ling's mind gradually became clear. It was in Guangzhou, in the Yangcheng Hotel. That day she rushed to Zhang Yiming's door and saw the graceful bodies of two women under the quilt on the bed. That time, there must be such a faint fragrance in the room and seeped into the depths of her memory, but she didn't realize it at that time.

It turned out that the one who was with him that day was not two chicken-making women.

Guan Ling doesn't know who the other woman is, but she is certainly his woman.

Guan Ling felt sad from it.

Why?

Why?

More than one other woman can easily get this man, but she still gets the result after she has paid so much?

Looking at his face, whose temperament has gradually changed in the mirror, Guan Ling felt sad and self-pity.

What are you?

No matter how similar you look, you are still a humble and lowly woman, a female hooligan, and a female drug dealer!

Guan Ling, with a muffled groan, grabbed the perfume bottle on the stage and smashed it into the mirror.

With a thud, the mirror shattered, the glass was bursting, and a piece of debris cut through Guan Ling's forehead. Guan Ling could feel blood began to flow, and it seemed to be cold.

She closed her eyes and let the blood flow through the corners of her eyes, to the corners of her mouth, to the under her jaw, dripping!