The last time I was about to die, this time I will die once tonight.

Song Yanqing sat down again, with a bit of excitement in her eyes: "So what are you going to do with me, a dying person?"

He generally doesn't come into contact with women, and even if Qiao Jin plots against him, he is no different from others.

He is a sick child, and he can't give anything anyway.

Qiao Jin's eyes lit up: "Mr. Song, you are going to die anyway. Why don't you do something good and let me touch you?"

His death breath needs physical contact to receive, but it is normal physical contact, even if he touches his fingers.

Song Yanqing felt that this request was too much: "My body does not allow it."

The straightforwardness of modern people is so subtle, Song Yanqing raised her eyebrows in surprise at this shameless remark.

So he also chose a different answer.

Qiao Jin seemed to understand something and waved his hand: "No, just touch your finger."

A touch can suffocate a lot of lifelessness.

Mainly this kind of thing, not uninterrupted, but divided into time.

Qiao Jin only gave out so much at one time, the next time he had to wait for half a month.

She can wait, Song Yanqing can't wait.

Can only wait for him to do something good before hanging up.

Qiao Jin's answer is like a fan facing idols, who can be happy to go to heaven when touched.

When Song Yanqing was a little puzzled, a bodyguard downstairs heard their voices.

Standing up and looking at it, I found Qiao Jin.

"You...how did you come here?!"

The bodyguard was shocked and shocked the others.

There are a few personal bodyguards guarding Song Yan’s brothel, but most of the time, in order not to make the young master feel annoying, they are all hidden, plus it is the Song family’s own home, a little slack, and they let them out. It's a--fuck, it's that weird flower!

Come up and curse their young master's neurosis!

One of them, who was extraordinarily strong, obviously recognized her, and was furious: "Why are you crazy here? What's wrong with the Mu family, how can you be released! You should go to a mental hospital. Take care of it."

Qiao Jin wrinkled his nose: "You don't understand, I don't blame you. If you scold me again, I will turn my face."

The bodyguard smiled angrily: "I still need to understand your neurosis, you go quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

Qiao Jin felt that it didn't matter: "Anyway, your young master is going to be gone tonight. I just want him to do good things before he dies, can't it?"

The bodyguard didn't come up with this breath and almost pushed it over.

"What did you say, tonight—I killed you!!"

They have been with the young master for so long and have been loyal to Song Yanqing. After hearing Qiao Jin say this, they can't wait for Qiao Jin to be broken into pieces.

The strongest one doesn't even care that Qiao Jin is a woman, so he rushes to give her the education of love.

"Another."

The elegant low voice stopped his movements.

"Forget it, she has no intentions, let her go back."

Another: "..."

Qiao Jin raised his head: "I..."

I have this heart.

Aren was furious: "Fart, don't hurry up, or believe it or not we will beat you? Do you think we are men and we won't beat women?"

Qiao Jin: "..."

She took another deep look.

Having lived for so many years, it was the first time I saw threats to beat her.

She smiled: "I'm afraid you can't beat it."

Another: "..."

She is still provocative! ! ! ! !