Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

Every movement of the coffin seems to be a play with her, handsome and capable.

The headed "Mask Man" stood on one side and hugged his arms. His eyes were marked with a stern sternness. It was obviously a star. His skills were still so good. The last time it was because he was too light, he would take the woman’s trick and eat. After a few days of hard work, I didn't expect to run into her again this time.

"Boss, I saw a few police cars coming over, let's hurry up?"

"Brothers, withdraw."

After hearing the boss’s orders, I dared not stay again and ran downstairs.

"Hey, are you okay? Is there any injury?" Meng Xinyan immediately went forward to check if Lingbi was injured.

"Don't worry, Mom, I am not injured. They are a group of 'flower racks.'"

Meng Xinyan just let go of my heart...

When the police were about to finish the transcript, the editor-in-chief arrived and saw the full room in the magazine. "You are not injured?"

"No, the editor-in-chief, I am fortunate to have a sister-in-law today."

Lingbi? The editor-in-chief almost forgot this. "Where... did she know if she was injured?" If the coffin was injured in their magazine, it was a very serious matter.

"No, Lingjie is still making a transcript in the editor's office!"

As soon as the editor-in-chief left, they bowed their heads to clean up the things on the table. "It’s just terrible. What kind of person is the propaganda director? It’s also going to our magazine to make trouble.”

"Yeah, when the group came in, I was so scared that I had goose bumps. If it weren’t for the coffin, we might still be hurt."

auzw.com "The coffin is now the goddess in my heart."

"I used to think that she was fighting for the captain in the show. It was for the effect of the show. I saw it after I saw it today. It is definitely a ‘Bing King’. There is nothing to say.”

"In any case, I am swearing, handsome, handsome, handsome!"...

"After you think about it, is there any detail missing?" A tall, handsome policeman is full of seriousness.

The coffin closed his eyes and carefully thought about the man's voice. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes. "I remember who he is, on the evening of February 14..."

Since Meng Xinyan is still outside, the coffin will say the things of Meng Zimiao and Zhang silently, and the "mask man" headed today is the other man on the car that day - - Old yellow.

"Just I don't quite understand. It is reasonable to say that he should be in prison now, but why is it here?"

"What is your basis for judging this person's identity?"

"It's a voice..."

... When the editor-in-chief came over, the police just came out from inside. "Thank you for the information you provided. If there are any questions in the future, we will contact you again."

The editor-in-chief looked nervously at the coffin. "Miss Ling Yu, are you okay? I am sorry, our magazine has actually done this kind of thing."

"I don't care, let's go in and talk about it!"

After the editor-in-chief walked into the office, he did not ask the propaganda director with great enthusiasm. "Fu Xinran, I heard that these people are all provoked by you?"

"Editor, I am just..."

Meng Xinyan said for her: "The editor-in-chief, this thing also has my responsibility. If I didn't agree to issue the report, maybe we will not encounter this kind of thing."