Chapter 20 Man, do you want to die once

Anyway, no man who likes his own woman is a master hacker. In an information age, anyone will store something private in their mobile phone or computer...

Looking at the frustrated woman squatting on the ground, the man felt that he had gone too far. He squatted down to help Le Ziqing, but was patted away by the woman.

Le Ziqing now believes that Shan Yiqi is playing with her. How can he have any contact with him? Not only did he pat his hand, but he also moved all the things in the room from the master bedroom on the same day.

Mr. Shan was puzzled and stood in the hall, but it was normal for young people to be noisy.

Mr. Shan felt that Le Ziqing was definitely a good daughter-in-law, so the trouble must be with his own grandson. He scolded him, "Why did you, you stinky boy provoke Xiaoqing? Don't apologize to me yet!"

"..." Shan Yiqi's face was speechless, but he looked a little helpless. He knew that he was at a loss in something. After all, he tried to do something wrong, so he went directly to ask Le Ziqing.

However, as an officer who has never been rubbed since childhood, how can he be humble to admit his mistakes? What a man needs most is face, not to mention a major who is in charge of thousands of people. How can he let go of such a figure?

"What the hell is going on with you!"

Mr. Shan looked at his grandson's awkward appearance and asked.

"Nothing."

Shan Yiqi said so casually, and Master Shan was puzzled.

"There is no way to quarrel! Look, Qingqing is really angry with you, and her face is pale!"

"Grandpa, did you tell me before that grandma had a particularly bad temper when she was pregnant with my father?" Shan Yi touched his chin and said, and Mr. Shan's face suddenly appeared happy, and then changed to worry. He hasn't figured out whether his great-grandson is important or his five viscera temple.

When Mr. Shan heard this, he became unhappy. He went out alone and turned right and went to have fun with the bear.

Today was the day to eat meat.

Mr. Shan actually asked the cook at home to learn those dishes that tasted like meat several times, but... the result was unsatisfactory.

In the end, Mr. Shan also gave up. Let's do it. Anyway, as long as his grandson fights and doesn't offend his granddaughter-in-law, those dishes can be eaten at any time, but today his daughter-in-law is angry and probably won't go to the kitchen...

However, Mr. Shan's worry is really superfluous.

Le Ziqing still went into the kitchen and cooked more.

However, when Shan Yiqi sits at the table, no matter which dish the chopsticks go down, Le Ziqing's chopsticks will block them.

"I made it. I won't give it to you. You have to eat it and do it yourself."

Le Ziqing has a cold face, but Mr. Shan is happy. Usually, three people at home have a table of meals. Although there are many dishes, his favorite food is only the vegetarian meat every day. Because my grandson eats it again, I feel unfinished every time. Today...

The old man's chopsticks are so fast that the plate of vegetarian meat has been emptied.

"Grandpa..."

After Le Ziqing suggested to tear off all the meat dishes on the table, he thought about the vegetarian meat on the table every day, but now that the dishes on the plate were sandwiched into his bowl by his grandfather, and Le Ziqing did not let him eat at all, which made him feel a little unhappy.

"I won't eat it."

As soon as the chopsticks were thrown, it was lucky to be missed.

Leziqing is at home.

In fact, she was really anxious. She was still waiting for him to apologize to herself and then let him get another computer like that.

The pointer of the clock was after nine o'clock. Le Ziqing went out of the room to pour water to drink, but saw Shan Yiqi sitting on the stairs in a daze, but when he passed him, he was blocked.

"Let's talk."

Le Ziqing glanced at the man, but he did not move at all.

Sand Yiqi stepped forward and turned over to force Le Ziqing back to the root of the wall. The hot and humid breath sprayed on the woman's ear, and the low voice suppressed the long-lost desire. He didn't want much...

"You..."

Half of his lips were blocked, followed by a thin tongue with mint fragrance, and he had no time to resist, but he had to stop it.

The whole body has struggled without strength. The closed eyes opened but met a pair of deep and sunken eyes, which almost made her sink like a mud. Man, do you want to die once...

However, the spring-like eyes made her almost intoxicated, and a rough hand with a cocoon went all the way along the skin exposed in the air on her back...