It's just that the four robust retired security guards all stood over ten meters away from Liu Zhizhong.
They gathered around the corner of the flowerbed on the left after entering the gate, just staring at him.
Liu Zhizhong shook his head in confusion, smiled at them, and got only icy cold stares in return.
Turning his head back, Zhang Qixiang had already come down from the second floor of the villa.
She wore pretty slippers; her white, delicate feet were so alluring!
Liu Zhizhong really regretted, damn, why didn't he think of playing with these little feet last night?
However, as Zhang Qixiang walked over in the breeze, her skirt fluttering, her face was as cold as ice.
In her hand, she clenched a beautiful leather whip, which looked quite dominant.
Liu Zhizhong couldn't help thinking to himself: I'm screwed, this woman's really going to hit me, huh?
Alright, let's wait and see what she has to say!