"Damn it, don't let anyone see it!" Qin Huairu stepped on him and whispered: "Do you think that even the police station can't find a bicycle, how can it be found with these three rice buckets and straw bags in this yard?"

"In this case, if you offer to help find the bicycle, won't the suspicion of stealing the bicycle be reduced?"

"Gao, my little sister Qin, you are really clever, you have stuffed the female Zhuge." Silly Zhu said, and couldn't help but reach out and touch Qin Huairu's butt.

Anyway, Jia Xudong is dead. Qin Huairu will be his flesh sooner or later. Is it wrong to smell the meat first?

Qin Huairu wanted to step on him again, but then she thought that Silly Zhu had only sent two hundred yuan in the morning, so it was unreasonable not to let him take advantage.

Silly Zhu was in the crowded crowd, using his big rough hands to ravage the fat.

In my heart, that is called beauty.

Mrs. Jia Zhang sat in front of Jia Xudong's coffin, looked at her coldly for a while, and then said: "My dear grandson, have you seen it? This is your good mother. Before your father's bones were cold, she broke his shoes with other men!"

Bangge glanced at it indifferently, then ran out to play with the children and push hoops.

He hated it so much that his teeth itched.

Everyone in the courtyard was also afraid of losing their belongings, so they naturally expressed their support.

"Uncle Yi, you are right. Thieves are too rampant now. If we catch them, they will be beaten to death first."

"That is, if you dare to steal a bicycle today, you will dare to set it on fire tomorrow."

"There is strength in numbers. We must help Uncle Yan find his bicycle."
Chapter completed!