Chapter 17 I Don't Go To Hell Who Goes To Hell

Tang Jinyu retracted his hand in pain.

Jian Qi didn't yell, but looked at him calmly, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, with a bit of a narrow smile: "Sir, which one are you playing?"

Glancing at the costumes that Tang Jinyu had thrown on the ground, she was delighted.

"Sir, you guys in the army are very short of money, so poor that you've come out to earn extra money?"

Tang Jinyu looked at the ruffian girl in front of him, his brows furrowed almost invisible, his whole body was cold and oppressive: "My identity, you'd better not talk nonsense, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Sir, do you think I grew up being frightened?" Jian Qi pursed her lips.

The girl's already clean face now has a different brilliance because of this smile.

In Tang Jinyu's eyes, it is full of nasty fun, and even worthy of beating!

"You can try!"

The corner of Jian Qi's mouth smiled a little deeper, and there was a hint of interest in those enchanting eyes.

"Sir, you are really ruthless. How can I say that I shared weal and woe with you in the first place, but this is a life-threatening friendship. You are so ruthless when you lift your pants and button up your clothes, are you really playing a hooligan? "

The girl looked at him playfully, her beautiful eyes looking forward to brilliance, and her slender and tender fingers gently rested on his thin denim shirt.

"Sure enough, it's a natural clothes rack. This nine-yuan, nine-pack-free shirt, when you wear it, is simply plated with a layer of gold!"

Jian Qi laughed evilly. Just as she was about to make further moves, Tang Jinyu grabbed her hand and threw Tang Jinyu over the shoulder, throwing the person directly to the ground.

A cold light flashed in Jian Qi's eyes quickly, and it was fleeting.

The ruffian's smile did not change at the corners of her lips. With the help of her strength, her feet clasped Tang Jinyu's ankle, and the moment she fell to the ground, Tang Jinyu also fell down.

Looking at Tang Jinyu's stunned eyes, the smug smile on the corner of her mouth became even brighter.

However, the smile lasted for two seconds before frowning instantly.

"Fuck!!!"

Jian Qi couldn't help but burst out. The reason was that when Tang Jinyu fell down, he directly pulled her over as a backstop, that is, he smashed her whole body directly on top of her.

Looking at the girl who was "thrown" to the ground, he finally had another expression that made him more satisfied. Tang Jinyu snorted coldly: "Woman, you are the first one who dares to pick off my clothes!"

Jian Qi was pinned down, gasping for breath, secretly scolding this sick girl for being too weak!

He stretched out his hand and pushed the man who was pushing him, but he couldn't push it, and the other party stared at her viciously.

Jian Qi looked at him with a strong aura, and said with interest: "Sir, I didn't expect that you are still the same!"

Tang Jinyu's face darkened a bit, "It seems that you don't shed tears without seeing the coffin, don't you?"

Being threatened, Jian Qi had no pressure, the corners of her mouth curved into a smile, her slender hands gently hooked his neck, smiling enchantingly, her warm breath sprinkled on his face, with a strange feeling.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once said that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." Jian Qi unbuttoned a button of his shirt with the other hand, smiling charmingly: "I won't pick off your clothes, who would dare to pick it off?"

"Hell?" Tang Jinyu snorted coldly, looking at her grinning face, and laughed angrily: "I'll let you know what hell is!"

Holding her hand and pressing it on top of her head again, Tang Jinyu warned coldly: "I'll ask you one last time, whether to keep a secret, or I'll send you to hell right now!"

"of course……"