"Leng Heng, go and check for me again. Are there any of the agents who killed my parents back then who are still alive today? If so, I want to know the whole story of how I was tortured by them."
But Chang Mian didn't have many illusions in his heart.
It seems that most of them died mysteriously in his hands without anyone noticing. He is a man who truly upholds the principle of a gentleman's revenge and will never be too late in ten years!
Suddenly a pair of arms hooked themselves around his neck.
A faint fragrance enters the nose.
Chang Mian hung up the phone casually, then grabbed one of her hands, pulled her from behind to the front, and let her sit on his lap.
Chang Shang sat on his body and rubbed it restlessly until she felt that the flesh cushion was the most comfortable state, then she calmed down, grabbed his phone, and changed a song.
A blast of hot songs.
Chang Mian narrowed his eyes: "It's late at night, you're still so excited, listen to some soothing songs, that's a lullaby. If you listen to such hot songs, you'll be so excited that you can't sleep, but don't make me sleepless.
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Chang Shang pursed her lips and was about to change to another song when Chang Mian's mind started to jump.
Then he gave her a gentle push. "Go and show me a belly dance. The posing action you did last time was very exciting."
"No."
Chang Shang thought about what happened last time and shook her head with lingering fear.
"Are you going or not?"
She shook her head: "I don't dance."
"Hey, you really don't take my words to heart anymore,"
Chang Mian frowned lightly, shook his head, and with a hint of threat and a hint of lust on his face, he pushed her again: "Don't wait so long, hurry up, just twist your waist and sway your hips, I'll