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Chapter 212 Blood Letters of War

bedroom.

"Is Jingjing asleep?" Liu Jianming asked, taking off his shirt and barely revealing a large wheat-colored back.

Afen's cheeks flushed and his mind was rippling. It took him a long time to react and lowered his head and said, "I fell asleep and I was sleeping very well. I just talked in my sleep and told me that you would take her to the Ocean Park to play tomorrow."

"Okay. I happened to have not had much to do recently, so I'll spend more time with you." Liu Jianming said, hugging Afen's waist, and his hands were smooth, soft, very elastic, and he was touching the indescribable places...

"Oh, wait a moment." Afen grabbed his hand, gave him a blank look, and said softly: "Your health is just right, please rest for a while..."

Liu Jianming said in a pun: "I have had enough rest."

"Hey, wait. I have something to tell you." Afen broke free.

Liu Jianming was a little unhappy and said, "What's the matter?"

Afen took a small notebook and stuffed it into Liu Jianming's hand, tucked her hair, and said, "This is the passbook you gave me before. I rented a shop with the money inside and opened a small clothing store. I have earned the money back. All the interest is included here. I'll give it to you now, thank you."

When Liu Jianming heard this, he thought to himself: "Be good, dongdou, it turns out that Afen is not exactly a vase, he can do business. I lent her the money, but I didn't plan to ask for it. Now I'm still paying back the capital and profit, tsk tsk tsk tsk."

He returned the passbook to her and said, "Afen, I really didn't expect you to do business. You still take this money, but I don't lack such a little money now."

Unexpectedly, Afen stuffed his passbook back and said embarrassedly: "Amin, you have helped us mother and daughter enough. I can't ask for your money anymore. I am now enough to take care of myself..."

Liu Jianming did not accept the passbook, but looked into her eyes and said loudly: "Then are you planning to completely separate yourself from me?! Do you think I, Liu Jianming, just pity and sympathy for you? Do you think it's just this?"

Afen covered her passbook and lowered her head and did not speak.

"Okay," Liu Jianming pointed to the coffee table at the head of the bed and said, "Please leave here, you can go."

Afen raised his head and said quickly, "Aming, I don't mean that." He knew that Liu Jianming was really angry.

Liu Jianming thought to himself: "I sincerely help you and help you mother and daughter through the difficulties. You are so good, but I thought I was doing my best to see you pity you. I am giving you pitiful charity. There are so many homeless families on the streets and so many desperate families, why don't I help them?"

The more I thought about it, the more angry he became. Liu Jianming said, "If you don't leave, I'll leave!" After that, he walked out of the door.

Afen was shocked, shouted "Amin", hugged Liu Jianming's back from behind, and begged, "Amin, it's not good for me. I really don't mean that, really not. Please, don't be angry. I'll keep the passbook, can I do it?"

Liu Jianming ignored her.

Afen turned to him, held his cheek and kissed him, soft and moist, and begged, "Okay, don't be angry."

Liu Jianming nodded, touched her slippery cheeks, and said with a smile: "How could I be angry? I'm just teasing you. Let's do this."

After thinking about it, he said, "The money in the passbook is my investment and counted as my shares. I still have more than one million in my bank card. You can do as much as you can. Just count my dividends if you make money."

Afen was overjoyed and happy like a girl who had just started to do things: "Really?! That's great! Amin, I...I don't know how to thank you..."

"I don't know how to thank me?" Liu Jianming looked at her and said, "It's very simple!"

"What does it mean?" Afen blinked his eyes, his eyelashes trembled.

Liu Jianming directly picked her up and told her with his actions.

"Ah, hate it...be gentle...hehe...so itchy..."

...

The next day, morning.

Liu Jianming slept comfortably, took out the boxer pants from the quilt and put them on, and walked into the bathroom with slippers barefoot shirtless.

The fragrance of fried eggs and the aroma of wheat from bread baked came from the kitchen.

Liu Jianming turned on the faucet and washed his face.

When Afen heard the movement, he poked his head out and asked with a smile: "Wake up, wash and come over to have a meal."

"Um."

Liu Jianming responded, and Liangshui was sober that he woke up a lot. He raised his head and saw clearly when he saw the mirror, he was suddenly shocked-

An indescribable palpitations spread in the heart, penetrated the brain.

I saw a few big blood-red words on the mirror: "Three years later, blood debt will be paid for blood!"

The one who wrote it was a lipstick, which was placed on the dressing table. I clearly remembered that it was placed in Afen's bag, but she used it to apply it to her mouth yesterday.

Liu Jianming couldn't breathe, and he quickly thought in his heart: "Who is it? Who is it?! A few people from Eight-faced Buddha and Tianyangsheng died? Could it be Mina? Now only Mina is missing."

Shaking her head, she quickly denied the conjecture: "If you can sneak into your home quietly, you must be a master. You are a master among the masters. It is impossible for Mena to be sick and disabled, and even if she is in full bloom, she cannot do it. She is too weak. She must be someone else. Could it be that there is a fish that misses the net in the Tianyangsheng four-person group?"

Afen walked out with the meal, saw Liu Jianming in a daze, and asked, "Aming, have you washed it? Let's have you washed it and have a meal."

Liu Jianming was shocked and quickly wiped off the red letters on the mirror with a wet towel.

Afen asked, "Amin, what are you doing?" and walked over.

Liu Jianming replied: "The mirror is a little unclear, so I'll wipe it clean." After wiping, put the towel on the faucet, the water flows down, and rub it back and forth.

Afen said, "Hey, why is my lipstick here? I have been looking for it for a long time. Maybe I forgot here last night." As he said that, he reached out to get the lipstick.

Liu Jianming hurriedly said, "Don't touch!"

Afen was startled.

Liu Jianming said: "This brand is too low. I'll buy you one again later. By the way, where is Jingjing?"

Afen said: "I sent her to school."

Liu Jianming nodded and said, "Help me get a bottle of yogurt and let's have a meal."

"Oh, OK." Afen walked away.

Liu Jianming wrapped his lipstick in a towel and threw it into the trash can.

...

All day long, Liu Jianming was reluctant to leave. He just got news from the headquarters police station that only two people in Tianyangsheng four confirmed deaths, Tian Yangyi and Tian Yangzhi.

Tian Yangsi, the only woman in the four-person group and Wu Jing's elder brother, Tian Yangsheng, the bodies of both of them were not found.

Liu Jianming was so angry that he was too proud that he had not even figured out the life and death of his opponent, so he relaxed his guard and almost felt extremely happy and sad.
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