"I won't let you go!" Kang Yujia said coldly. "You took advantage of me. Do you just want to let it go?"
"Hey, what you said has no conscience! I have taken advantage of you, but when I take advantage of you, don't you also take advantage of me? Don't try to deny it, old bullhead.
This proves that the effects of force are mutual. When I touch you, you are also touching me... For example... the person on top will feel pleasure, but will the person below not feel pleasure? Okay!
Don't stare, you say, what do you want to do? It doesn't cost you money, it costs your life!" Zhao Qiang has already made a draft in his stomach, ready to use emotion and reason, and use his extensive knowledge to convince this person.
Idiot woman. But her face was cold and her eyes were getting colder and colder, which made Zhao Qiang feel a little guilty and his voice became quieter and quieter... I'd rather mess with a villain than a woman!
Kang Yujia thought for a while and said with a cold face: "After getting off the plane, you have to take me home!"
"...Why?" Zhao Qiang asked with his eyes widened.
"No reason!" Kang Yujia curled her lips and said.
"Then I won't give it away!" Zhao Qiang shook his head and said.
"Then I will take you to the police station and accuse you of molesting me..." Kang Yujia said with a sneer.
"Is that so?" Zhao Qiang stood up with a smile, waved to a stewardess not far away next to him, and said, "Can you help me change my seat? The woman next to me is a pervert; a maniac who keeps grabbing.
Hold my hand and don’t let go…”
"..." Kang Yujia argued hard for a while, but tears flowed down...
Zhao Qiang looked at Kang Yujia crying, her pretty face covered with tears, but she didn't even make a sound. He let the tears of grievance flow out of his eyes, stubbornly holding his head high, and then wiped them away... Zhao Qiang secretly admired,
What a strong girl! After wandering outside for so long, Zhao Qiang has long known that weakness is meaningless, so he must maintain a proud attitude when crying! Zhao Qiang pulled two tissues and handed them over
, said: "Case!"
"..." Kang Yujia didn't say anything, but she didn't refuse Zhao Qiang's kindness either. She took the tissue and gently wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes.
"Why did you go to Hong Kong? Don't you have to go to work in the bureau?" Zhao Qiang asked softly. After the conflict just now, the relationship between the two people became closer. Zhao Qiang felt a little guilty for Kang Yujia, and Kang Yujia treated others like a policewoman.
She was indifferent to the outside world and arrogant towards men. Suddenly a man treated her like this, and she couldn't hate him anymore.
"A Hong Kong bank robber was caught, and the bureau asked my colleagues and I to send him back to Hong Kong..." Kang Yujia stopped crying and replied expressionlessly.
"Well, I am also in Hong Kong." Zhao Qiang said nonsense...
"I know, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting on this plane..." Kang Yujia nodded, as if she didn't hear Zhao Qiang's nonsense.
"...Indeed, if I had known you were in Hong Kong, I would have invited you out for tea..." Only then did Zhao Qiang realize that he had made a big mistake, and asked with a dry smile: "Why should I send you back?
What happened?"
"When I first arrived in Hong Kong, the prisoner was dishonest and wanted to escape. While chasing him, he sprained his leg..." Kang Yujia pointed to her calf with a wry smile and said, "All my colleagues who came with me were men.
It was difficult for them to take care of me, so I asked them to report back to Beigang first. I don’t have many friends, so..."
"Don't worry! Just leave yourself to me!" Zhao Qiang patted his chest and promised. Then, on the streets of Beigang City, such a scene happened... A handsome guy was carrying a beautiful woman on his back.
Walking on the street, it aroused waves of exclamations from passers-by who were watching - so romantic!
…
Kang Yujia's family lives in a place that is known to be very bloody and painful - the police station compound. Although it is said to be a police station compound, for a small city like Beigang City, there are not many in the police station compound.
The police are gone. Only some hard-core retired police officers and some children of cadres are left living here. Generally, if a policeman has some money, why don't he buy a better house to live in?
However, Kang Yujia's father is Kang Youwei, the director of the municipal bureau, so he naturally has to set an example. Regardless of whether he is greedy or not, the face-saving project must be in place. Zhao Qiang looked at the ordinary six-story building, and he was
I wonder if when I enter their house, I will see that they are as impoverished as the upright officials in ancient times, eating cornbread.
Kang Yujia took the key and opened the door, then walked in with the help of Zhao Qiang. The scene Zhao Qiang imagined did not happen, but Kang Yujia's home was no different from a normal ordinary people's home. With two bedrooms and one living room, the total was not enough.
to a house of 100 square meters.
Zhao Qiang supported Zhao Qiang and was about to walk into the room inside. Based on the smells of the two rooms, Zhao Qiang knew which one was Kang Yujia's room. One room was full of smoke, and the other was full of fragrance. This distinction was too simple.
Yeah! Kang Yujia bit her red lips and said softly: "What do you want to do?"
"Come into the house and help you lie down!" Zhao Qiang said matter-of-factly. "Your legs need to rest..."
"No, I can just sit in the living room..." Kang Yujia said with a blushing face. How could she let a grown man enter her boudoir casually?
"Oh..." Zhao Qiang didn't have any objections. He put Kang Yujia on the sofa honestly, then squatted on the ground and lifted Kang Yujia's injured leg.
"What do you want to do?" Kang Yujia asked with wide eyes.
"Massage!" Zhao Qiang said seriously without raising his head to look up. Then, under Kang Yujia's gaze, Zhao Qiang took off her shoes and socks, and stroked her feet for a while...and then started massaging them vigorously.
Kang Yujia's face seemed to be congested, and her white and tender face was flushed with red, which was really cute. Her feet were very painful, and Zhao Qiang's strong kneading made it even more painful. Her fists were tight
Holding her hands, she clenched her teeth and tried hard not to make a sound. But this was not under her control. Single words like "oh", "ah" and "um" kept humming out of her mouth and nasal cavity.
Sometimes Zhao Qiang would deliberately play a prank. He would rub it gently before suddenly increasing the intensity, causing Kang Yujia to scream even louder...
…
Kang Youwei is very happy recently, Beigang is peaceful! Moreover, coupled with the fact that he captured a fugitive from Hong Kong, such a contribution is definitely great! According to reliable information, the province has plans to promote Kang Youwei.
Qian Dao’s municipal party secretary Jing Song suppressed the matter...
When he thought of Jing Song, Kang Youwei's mood deteriorated a lot. Although his promotion was not in a hurry, but to be ruined by this guy, that would be called corruption! No, he must discuss it with Mayor Shang when he has time.
Give Jingsong some color... It seems that the political circles in Beigang have been too peaceful recently!
Although Jing Song is the secretary of the municipal party committee, his management is actually different from that of the mayor and police chief. But even so, he is still suppressed by the government officials! Jing Song relies on his status as secretary of the municipal party committee.
You have to get involved in everything and get some benefits from it. That's it. After all, as an official, don't everyone have to find ways to get a little more oil and water? Otherwise, let alone buying a house, even if
It’s buying a pack of cigarettes, but it’s not Yuxi at 22, but Hongmei Shun at 2.5 yuan... The worst thing is, this guy Jingsong doesn’t understand shit, so why bother? Sometimes?
, a very good thing was destroyed by him alone, and then...it became the sorrow of other little people...
The group of people under him all came back two days ago, saying that the criminal suspect had been successfully handed over to the Hong Kong police. Kang Youwei had successfully completed the matter. However, his daughter was the only one who did not come back.
It is said that the suspect wanted to escape and sprained his calf during the pursuit.
Kang Youwei was a little anxious. If he hadn't been a director and couldn't ask for leave at will, he would have rushed to Hong Kong. She was the only one at home with such a precious daughter! But fortunately, he received a call today saying that Kang Yujia had already
After he came back, Kang Youwei hurriedly finished the things at hand, then got off work early and ran home.
Kang Youwei hummed a little tune and walked to the door of his house. He took out his key and was about to open the door. Then when he was waiting to greet Kang Yujia at home, he suddenly heard a sound of "um um ah ah" coming from inside the door... Kang Youwei's heart sank.
, could it be that the mother-in-law at home had cuckolded him?
After listening carefully for a while, he felt that something was wrong, because his wife was not like this! Who could this be? Suddenly, Kang Youwei was shocked, it was his daughter - Kang Yujia! This... this is
What's going on? With this kind of moaning and groaning sound, you know what she is doing even if you think about it with your butt! Could it be that... she has a partner? That's not right, Kang Yujia hangs under his nose every day, and he doesn't see her.
Is she looking for a partner? Aid, dating? It's even more impossible. Although her family is not rich, she doesn't want to use her body to sell it?
Could it be... rape?
Thinking of this possibility, Kang Youwei suddenly became furious. He took out his gun from his arms, opened the safety, then inserted the key into the door lock, and twisted it gently... After feeling the door open, he suddenly
He opened the door, rushed in with a gun, raised his pistol at the back of a man in the living room, and roared: "Don't move!"