When Lao Zhao saw someone coming outside from the corner of his eyes, he was frightened and shuddered. Fortunately, a light flashed in his mind and found a corresponding strategy.
He shouted at the top of his voice: It's so good that someone finally came. Are you Su Qingya's friend? Look, she seems to be unable to do it. I just called her and heard her on the phone saying that she wanted to seek death. The door was not closed when I came, but when she found her...
Before Lao Zhao could finish his words, Sun Yaoguang walked up to him like lightning, snatched Su Qingya from his arms, and kicked him fiercely with his teeth, kicked Lao Zhao down next to the coffee table, knocking his head to a corner of the coffee table, breaking a hole, a trace of bright red blood flowed down his forehead, crossing his cheeks, and landing on the ground tickingly.
Old Zhao covered his forehead, rolled on the ground twice, screaming loudly: Help, kill someone! By the way, he fumbled out his phone and called 110 tremblingly.
Sun Yaoguang was taken away by the police because of this incident. Now when he saw his enemy, he naturally would not let Lao Zhao go easily. He picked up a bottle of wine next to him and smashed it on Lao Zhao's head.
Lao Zhao didn't hide, and there was no time to hide. He felt a buzzing sound in his head, and he leaned back and fell to the ground. Then a violent pain came and began to spin. He fought his life and grabbed the coffee table to stabilize his body. Then he did not hit the ground.
But he was not much better. Blood kept gushing out of his head on his left hand, and a strong smell of blood immediately came from the air. The sticky blood made Lao Zhao start to panic. He didn't care about that much, and he trembled and got up from the ground and ran into the door.
Sun Yaoguang wanted to chase after him, but he just ran out and found that someone was pulling behind him. When he turned around, he saw Zhang Shufang closing his eyes, holding his clothes tightly with his hands, and shouting in a daze: Yaoguang, don’t leave, Yaoguang, don’t leave!
Just as Sun Yaoguang turned around, Old Zhao rushed out of the door smoothly and fled in panic
He rushed out in a hurry, ran to the hospital to treat the wound, and then took a taxi back to the massage parlor.
When the clerk asked why he was injured, Lao Zhao casually slapped his eyes and walked towards his room
As soon as I entered the room, I felt dizzy and drowsy. I fell on the bed and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, maybe I had been sleeping for a day and a night. Old Zhao was so drowsy that someone knocked on his door, as if he was asking him to go out, but he didn't answer.
In the end, he was woken up by a phone ringtone
Old Zhao lazily reached out and touched the bed, feeling that the skeletons of his body were about to dissipate. It took him a long time to find his cell phone.
Who? Since he was released from prison, Lao Zhao has never suffered such a frustration. Yesterday, Sun Yaoguang beat him up, which really made him feel very angry.
It's me, are you okay?
Su Qingya's soft voice came from the other side of the phone, and it seemed that she had sobered up.
It's okay, I didn't cause any trouble to you at all, right? Old Zhao, when he said this, he didn't know what it felt in his heart. He always felt a little strange
It's fine. I'm really sorry for you this time. If you have time, I must compensate you well. Are you missing something? As long as I can give it, I can give it to you.
No need, I'm busy, I'll chat another day! Lao Zhao hung up the phone without waiting for Su Qingya's answer
But within a second, his phone buzzed again, and then he remembered the pleasant ringtone.
This time, Lao Zhao answered the phone and closed his mouth tightly. He just listened quietly to Su Qingya on the other side of the phone and gasped in a slight anxiety.
After a while, Su Qingya might have been struggling enough, and sighed before she started talking.
No, I, I just don’t know whether I should be happy or sad. You said that if the unfaithful person suddenly changes his mind, is it good or bad?
Su Qingya's voice came from the other side of the phone intermittently, but she was bothered and worried, with a hint of nervousness and excitement.
Lao Zhao is a veteran. After living such an old age, he can still hear these little branches of Mo Wei's emotions. Who is the unfaithful man referring to? Lao Zhao naturally knew very well in his heart.
Then what do you think? Ms. Zhang asked me, I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate. I'm just a massage worker in a massage parlor. How can I know these things?
Lao Zhao was actually a little unhappy when he said this, but this sudden discomfort was a little puzzled, so he ignored it directly, with a little stiffness in his tone, which made Su Qingya slightly stunned.
Lao Zhao, I really don't mean that. I know you have put a lot of effort into this matter these days, but I... Su Qingya didn't know how to explain it for a while, her face was purple, her eyes looked around, and her head was like a knotted cotton thread.
Hearing Su Qingya's words, Lao Zhao was really unhappy and there was no trace of it. He sighed and comforted with a heavy tone: It's good that you are happy, I'm just a masseur in a massage parlor. If you have time in the future, you always come to me to sit here and sit here. As long as you think about it, as long as you feel happy.
The air was silent for a few seconds. Maybe Su Qingya didn't expect Lao Zhao to say this, or maybe Lao Zhao's words were too stiff, making Su Qingya not know what to say next.
Okay, I won’t say much. I’m busy now. If you have time, come to the store to chat! Lao Zhao hurriedly hung up the phone without any delay.
As soon as I hung up, there was a bang and a thrilling knock on the door outside the door.
Jiang Sisi's youthful and beautiful voice sounded like a silver bell outside the door, asking with a hint of inquiry: Master, I heard you are injured? Are you okay? I didn't see you coming out after knocking on the door for so long yesterday!
Well! Old Zhao responded weakly, buried his head in the pillow, closed his eyes and wanted to continue sleeping for a while
Master, can I come in? I have something important to find you!
Wait for me to open the door! Old Zhao looked up and opened the door bolt
Then I'm in! Jiang Sisi smiled and stretched out her white hand as white as jade and gently pulled out the door frame. After a creaking sound, the door opened inside.
She walked into the room with her body and turned her head before she carefully tied the door with her hands and feet.
Master, are you feeling better? I called you for a long time yesterday, but you didn’t answer me! If I hadn’t taken a look inside through the crack in the door, I wouldn’t have known that you were really in the house!
Jiang Sisi took off her clothes as she said...
He shouted at the top of his voice: It's so good that someone finally came. Are you Su Qingya's friend? Look, she seems to be unable to do it. I just called her and heard her on the phone saying that she wanted to seek death. The door was not closed when I came, but when she found her...
Before Lao Zhao could finish his words, Sun Yaoguang walked up to him like lightning, snatched Su Qingya from his arms, and kicked him fiercely with his teeth, kicked Lao Zhao down next to the coffee table, knocking his head to a corner of the coffee table, breaking a hole, a trace of bright red blood flowed down his forehead, crossing his cheeks, and landing on the ground tickingly.
Old Zhao covered his forehead, rolled on the ground twice, screaming loudly: Help, kill someone! By the way, he fumbled out his phone and called 110 tremblingly.
Sun Yaoguang was taken away by the police because of this incident. Now when he saw his enemy, he naturally would not let Lao Zhao go easily. He picked up a bottle of wine next to him and smashed it on Lao Zhao's head.
Lao Zhao didn't hide, and there was no time to hide. He felt a buzzing sound in his head, and he leaned back and fell to the ground. Then a violent pain came and began to spin. He fought his life and grabbed the coffee table to stabilize his body. Then he did not hit the ground.
But he was not much better. Blood kept gushing out of his head on his left hand, and a strong smell of blood immediately came from the air. The sticky blood made Lao Zhao start to panic. He didn't care about that much, and he trembled and got up from the ground and ran into the door.
Sun Yaoguang wanted to chase after him, but he just ran out and found that someone was pulling behind him. When he turned around, he saw Zhang Shufang closing his eyes, holding his clothes tightly with his hands, and shouting in a daze: Yaoguang, don’t leave, Yaoguang, don’t leave!
Just as Sun Yaoguang turned around, Old Zhao rushed out of the door smoothly and fled in panic
He rushed out in a hurry, ran to the hospital to treat the wound, and then took a taxi back to the massage parlor.
When the clerk asked why he was injured, Lao Zhao casually slapped his eyes and walked towards his room
As soon as I entered the room, I felt dizzy and drowsy. I fell on the bed and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, maybe I had been sleeping for a day and a night. Old Zhao was so drowsy that someone knocked on his door, as if he was asking him to go out, but he didn't answer.
In the end, he was woken up by a phone ringtone
Old Zhao lazily reached out and touched the bed, feeling that the skeletons of his body were about to dissipate. It took him a long time to find his cell phone.
Who? Since he was released from prison, Lao Zhao has never suffered such a frustration. Yesterday, Sun Yaoguang beat him up, which really made him feel very angry.
It's me, are you okay?
Su Qingya's soft voice came from the other side of the phone, and it seemed that she had sobered up.
It's okay, I didn't cause any trouble to you at all, right? Old Zhao, when he said this, he didn't know what it felt in his heart. He always felt a little strange
It's fine. I'm really sorry for you this time. If you have time, I must compensate you well. Are you missing something? As long as I can give it, I can give it to you.
No need, I'm busy, I'll chat another day! Lao Zhao hung up the phone without waiting for Su Qingya's answer
But within a second, his phone buzzed again, and then he remembered the pleasant ringtone.
This time, Lao Zhao answered the phone and closed his mouth tightly. He just listened quietly to Su Qingya on the other side of the phone and gasped in a slight anxiety.
After a while, Su Qingya might have been struggling enough, and sighed before she started talking.
No, I, I just don’t know whether I should be happy or sad. You said that if the unfaithful person suddenly changes his mind, is it good or bad?
Su Qingya's voice came from the other side of the phone intermittently, but she was bothered and worried, with a hint of nervousness and excitement.
Lao Zhao is a veteran. After living such an old age, he can still hear these little branches of Mo Wei's emotions. Who is the unfaithful man referring to? Lao Zhao naturally knew very well in his heart.
Then what do you think? Ms. Zhang asked me, I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate. I'm just a massage worker in a massage parlor. How can I know these things?
Lao Zhao was actually a little unhappy when he said this, but this sudden discomfort was a little puzzled, so he ignored it directly, with a little stiffness in his tone, which made Su Qingya slightly stunned.
Lao Zhao, I really don't mean that. I know you have put a lot of effort into this matter these days, but I... Su Qingya didn't know how to explain it for a while, her face was purple, her eyes looked around, and her head was like a knotted cotton thread.
Hearing Su Qingya's words, Lao Zhao was really unhappy and there was no trace of it. He sighed and comforted with a heavy tone: It's good that you are happy, I'm just a masseur in a massage parlor. If you have time in the future, you always come to me to sit here and sit here. As long as you think about it, as long as you feel happy.
The air was silent for a few seconds. Maybe Su Qingya didn't expect Lao Zhao to say this, or maybe Lao Zhao's words were too stiff, making Su Qingya not know what to say next.
Okay, I won’t say much. I’m busy now. If you have time, come to the store to chat! Lao Zhao hurriedly hung up the phone without any delay.
As soon as I hung up, there was a bang and a thrilling knock on the door outside the door.
Jiang Sisi's youthful and beautiful voice sounded like a silver bell outside the door, asking with a hint of inquiry: Master, I heard you are injured? Are you okay? I didn't see you coming out after knocking on the door for so long yesterday!
Well! Old Zhao responded weakly, buried his head in the pillow, closed his eyes and wanted to continue sleeping for a while
Master, can I come in? I have something important to find you!
Wait for me to open the door! Old Zhao looked up and opened the door bolt
Then I'm in! Jiang Sisi smiled and stretched out her white hand as white as jade and gently pulled out the door frame. After a creaking sound, the door opened inside.
She walked into the room with her body and turned her head before she carefully tied the door with her hands and feet.
Master, are you feeling better? I called you for a long time yesterday, but you didn’t answer me! If I hadn’t taken a look inside through the crack in the door, I wouldn’t have known that you were really in the house!
Jiang Sisi took off her clothes as she said...
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