After a while, he bent over and changed his shoes. He walked into the room and walked to the sofa. The doorbell was heard behind him.

Lu Bancheng stopped his footsteps, turned and refolded back in front of the door. He did not see who the man was from the eyes of the cat, and he opened the door directly.

Wu Hao, wearing a black suit, stared at his eyebrows with a deep anger.

Lu Bancheng stunned his eyebrows and just prepared to ask Wu Hao what happened. Wu Hao suddenly picked up his arm and slammed his fist on his face.

Wu Hao’s punch was really full of strength. The tall body of Lu Bancheng was directly beaten to the side by two steps, and then he felt that the whole face was numb.

He raised his hand subconsciously and touched his face. Then he took a bit of incomprehensibility and looked at Wu Hao with a bit of anger: "Wu, you fucking..."

When he was angry, he hadn't finished talking yet. Wu Hao raised his foot and slammed his stomach.

Because of the drinking of alcohol, his body's strength was somewhat illusory. The whole person stepped back and forth several times, but he still couldn't hold it steady. He fell on the ground.

"Lu Bancheng, my mother is not killing you today!" Wu Hao is like a madman. He has no intention of stopping. He broke into the house and lifted his foot. He squatted on the body of Lucheng. "You **** is sick, you are so warm!"

Lu Bancheng’s pain was close, and then he heard Wu’s snoring and his face fell from the top of his head: “You **** her, you forced her! You still let her abort! I am not killing you today. No!"

Wu Hao’s anger in the chest was more and more vicissitudes. In the end, he bent down and turned his fists, slamming his body with no rules.

"Do you know how much a miscarriage hurts a girl! I have been with her for so many years, I can't bear to touch her..."

I heard the Lubancheng here, and finally realized the great anger that Wu Hao came from, only when he heard Wu Hao’s last sentence, when he heard that Wu Hao was derailed, the anger at the bottom of his heart also followed. When he came out, he endured the pain, and suddenly turned over and poured Wu Hao on the ground. Then he raised his fist and slammed it on Wu Hao’s face.

After Lu Bancheng played a few times, Wu Hao lived in his arm. Two men and a big man, on the floor of the living room, squirmed like a red eye.

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I don't know at all that there are two men in Beijing who have beaten a warm one. After I confided my story, my mood calmed down completely and I fell asleep on the bed.

When I wake up again, it is already the next day at noon.

It may be that the things that I didn’t dare to face were like the stories of others. The winds and the lightness of the light were all told. I felt that I felt like I was getting a new life, and I felt like a new life. .

In the open-air restaurant of the hotel, I had lunch, and I was warm with my bag and went to the ancient town.

It may be that the amount of activity in the afternoon is a little big, or it may be that the amount of exercise in the past year is too small, and the physical quality has dropped a lot. After returning to the hotel at night, the warmth of a hot bath has caused a slight altitude sickness. .

Fortunately, she prepared the oxygen bottle. After sucking some, she was a lot more comfortable, but still a little disgusting. She simply played games in the hotel room.