"Do you have any misunderstanding about your appearance?" The owl, who was drinking on the swing, could not help muttering.
The eldest brother's aesthetic is not so low as to be greedy, OK!
Say such shameless words, your conscience really won't hurt?
You LAN conveniently picked up a dish of peanuts on the table and threw it away. The bottom of her eyes was angry. "Dead slag man, I'm so cold-blooded. I'm so shy. I'm so beautiful. Are you jealous that I look better than you?"
Night owl
He said a truth, this woman as such ferocious?
You're not allowed to talk about being ugly?
make complaints about the death of a generous man, and walk towards the room of Mu deep in one step and three times.
"Creak" sound, you LAN quietly pushed open the door, at a glance, you can see countless crumpled waste paper scattered on the ground, you LAN heart clattered, special, what's the situation?
It's my birthday! Once again, the boss of his family is a monster.
"Well Well, boss, what can I do for you? " Youlan stands at the door and asks carefully.
Mu Shen raised his eyes and said, "teach me to write love letters."
What did you LAN hear just now? Write a love letter??
She didn't use the old-fashioned way to tease girls more than ten years ago, OK! What time is it? Can you go?
She must have opened it in the wrong way. Hello!
He's the boss of his family. He can write love letters!
You LAN: "boss, are you serious?"
Mu Shen glanced at her coldly. Youlan's back was so cold that she said: "ha ha, I mean, you don't need to write a love letter for such a good-looking man, boss!"
Damn, that's close!
Fortunately, she came back tactfully!
Mu Shen supported his chin on the back of his hand, and said lazily, "less nonsense, how to write."
Youlan touched her chin and walked back and forth in the room for a few circles. Then she finished her draft. "Boss, do you think it's OK to write like this, dear sweetheart..."
Mu deep brow slightly Cu, "can I write such a numb beginning?"
You LAN forehead green veins jump, big brother, you are writing love letters, not writing letters, so care about this kind of beginning what egg use?
"It's like this, boss. Today's sister paper all eat this. The more intimate you shout, the happier she will be when she reads the letter. Really, boss, you believe me." You LAN a face sincerity, difference kneels down.
Mu Shen was silent for two seconds, "go on."
Youlan quickly wiped the cold sweat and continued: "meeting you is the most beautiful accident in life. I never know that I will meet you one day..."
Huo house.
More than a dozen trucks lined up outside the house in order, and the whole space was filled with a strong fragrance of roses. In front of the trucks, there was a black Bentley car.
At the same time, most of the people in Huo's house were fully armed and watched the dozen trucks with vigilance.
The back door of Bentley was pulled open, and then song Shian stepped down from the car.
Qin ye came out with people. When he saw that it was song Shian again, and then looked at the dozen cars of roses, almost a mouthful of old blood came out.
It's a fuckin 'rhythm. Hey!
This is the most shameless little three he has ever seen!
I don't know. I thought it was a fight!
"Mr. Qin, this is a flower given to miss Yun by my boss. The boss asked Miss Yun to sign for it in person." Song Shi'an opened his mouth without expression.
Qin yepi did not smile. "Mr. Song, my sister-in-law has rested. This flower I'll take it for her first. Please come back
Song Shian slightly raised his eyes, and his voice was cold. "I have just said that Miss Yun needs to sign for the flowers."
Qin Ye's face was slightly heavy. "This is the Huo family, not your Mu family."
Song Shian: "so?"
Qin Ye was about to open his mouth, but suddenly a slightly cold voice came from behind, "second brother, how did you come?"
Yunweiyang had heard the movement here for a long time, but she didn't go to bed early. She got up and watched secretly on the balcony. Seeing that the people on both sides were going to fight, she had to come down.
More than a dozen trucks of roses, it's estimated that the dead perverts of mushen will do this kind of thing.
Song Shi'an's face faded, and he said, "the boss ordered me to send these flowers to you, and you will sign for them in person."
Yunweiyang forehead blue veins jump, so many flowers sent over, really when Huo tingxiao died?
But if she doesn't accept it, song Shian will never leave. The two sides are at each other's throats. Sooner or later, they will fight.
Yunweiyang thought, "since it's from the seventh master, I'll naturally accept it and ask the second brother to thank the seventh master for me."Song Shi'an thought that Yun Weiyang would refuse, but unexpectedly, she agreed. But the more Yun Weiyang was like this, the more he felt that there was a hole in his head.
However, in any case, Yun Weiyang agreed to accept the flowers, and his task was completed.
Song Shian then took out a black envelope from his suit pocket. On the back of the envelope, a blood red skeleton was printed. The seal of the envelope was sealed with fire paint, with the seal of mushen on it.
Song Shian handed the envelope to Yun Weiyang, "this letter was written by the boss himself."
Yun Weiyang was stunned. Did Mu Shen write it himself?
Mu Shen grew up in M country. Although she can also speak Chinese, she is very astringent. She was a Chinese teacher of Mu Shen for a period of time before, but she decided to choose the dog belt because of her aptitude.
Yunweiyang took the envelope from Song Shian's hand with half a doubt, with a suspicious look on his face, "second brother, are you sure this is really written by the seventh master?"
Mu deeply nodded, "the boss locked himself in the room and wrote for more than three hours."
Nima, I've been writing a letter for more than three hours. He's making words. Hello!
However, it's a miracle that we can write it in more than three hours at the level of a dead pervert, OK?
Yun Weiyang didn't think much about it, so he stuffed the envelope into the pocket of his pajamas. "I've accepted everything. Can the second brother go?"
Song Shian nodded, "well."
Yun Weiyang immediately waved his paw, "that second elder brother, you walk slowly, don't send."
Song Shian didn't say anything more. He turned and got into the car. The car drove away soon.
Until the car's tail lights disappeared at the end of the night, Yun Weiyang was relieved, staring at the roses of the dozen trucks with a worried look.
What's more, don't roses need money?
So many roses, will you die or what??
This kind of EQ spicy chicken deserves to be single all his life!
"You traitor! I don't like you at all! " Qin Ye suddenly complained.