Bo Qing easily knocked down all the remaining balls, knocked on the table, and said with a smile: "I found a lawyer, appraised his property, auctioned it, and put it into the finance of Bo Di Group."
When going home in the evening, Qi Qi asked a question she had always been curious about: "How did you learn to play billiards?"
"Well, I know O'Sullivan."
"Ah?" Qiqi's eyes widened. Is he a world-famous billiards master? No wonder he can play so well.[
Just as he was about to get off the car, Boqing added: "Tomorrow, that person will die."
"Did you kill him?"
"I won't kill him."
He raised his eyes and said flatly: "Rebellion is because of money and greed. People are always dissatisfied. There is a trace of luck. Now he has nothing. How can a person who is used to wealth enjoy poverty? His wife and children are separated.
He won't survive."
Then, Boqing smiled lightly: "Qiqi, I'm not Li Nian, I don't have such a perverted hobby of killing."
His whole body was filled with gorgeous softness, without the slightest hint of blood and violence, but she thought he must have learned the aesthetics of murder.
No one can hurt others in such a beautiful and gorgeous way.
When Boqing noticed that Jinyu was distracted, he showed a flash of precaution and immediately laughed, bottomless.
Slowly raising her eyebrows, she stretched out her hand, turned her back and squeezed her against the wall.
His hands reached into her clothes, deftly unbuttoned her underwear, and then covered her with his big hands...
He used his knees to gently push her legs apart so that he could lean closer to her.
His hands pressed her body so that both of them could clearly feel each other's trembling and each other's heat!
His movement made her eager to close her legs. However, she didn't know that she clamped his... (vocabulary omitted)
Jinyu was born to be relatively slow towards emotions. Because of the nightmare he saw when he was a child, he suffered from a deep mental illness and was very indifferent to matters of lust.
