The smell of gunpowder spread, and the people around him couldn't help but excite themselves.
They don't know what kind of melon there is between the noble Qi and the giant Sikong. They just think that they are very strong and stand together Eye friendly.
After all, Liang Hua has been in the workplace for many years. He thinks it's strange, but he can't tell. However, he kept squeezing his eyes toward Xiao Qimo, suggesting that he should not hold his girlfriend like this. The occasion is not suitable.
But his eyes are almost pumping, Xiao Qimo not only did not let go, but also held more tightly.
Sikong saw Feng's eyes picking slightly and said, "this is Mr. Qi? "
The information submitted by Xiao Qimo, especially noted that he would show people his surname Qi outside. He expressed understanding and respect.
Xiao Qi ink color as usual, keen sense of smell in the opposite man's body a certain smell, deep eyes dark for a moment, quickly recovered indifferent.
It's the smell of patchouli, which he once smelled on Lumian.
And the master of this flavor, he now also knows.
Or the new red man around the legendary President: Si Kong Jian.
We met in wuheng at night and once in Jinjing.
He remembers it clearly.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Sikong." Xiao Qimo is quiet.
Like the peace before the storm.
Lu Mian's head is as big as a fight, staring at her toes. This damned strange atmosphere makes her feel more difficult than playing the game of hell mode!
Liang Hua quickly came to explain: "Mr. Sikong, Mr. Qi was specially invited by Interpol to investigate the case."
He simply introduced it together: "this is Mr. Dane, the captain of Interpol."
"And this one..." Liang Huaben did not want to introduce Lu Mian, after all, among so many big men, she is really nothing, not worth having a name. But Mr. Qi's posture now made him have to patiently explain: "this miss Lumian is Mr. Qi's girlfriend. Young people, still in love. "
"Girlfriend..." Sikong see means to read these three words for a long time. After reading, Feng Mou stares at Lu Mian seriously and opens his lips.
Deep voice line with a bit of love, the voice is good to hear, but others are confused, do not understand.
Lu Mian is able to understand, sikongjian is speaking a small language D language.
He's a translator, and he's got them.
He said, "long time no see, sleep."
Xiao Qimo: Can't bully others understand a small language?
Lu Mian slowly raised his head, met his burning eyes, and subconsciously responded with D language.
"Long time no see, Sikong."
Sikong laughs, with a bit of contented youth, the bottom of the eyes of depression is also weak.
He reaches out his hand and wants to shake hands with Lu Mian.
This is the first person who asked for a handshake after Sikong saw him. Liang Hua, Xiao Qimo and Dan Yin couldn't shake hands with him.
It's hard for others to understand. Why is Mr. Sikong so special to a girl?
Lu Mian, looking at the hand that has been handed in front of her, pauses and finds that the other side is still insisting. She has to reach out and touch with Sikong.
When the fingertips touch, the man accurately grabs her hand and holds it in the palm.
Xiao Qimo's eyes, suddenly rolled up the storm, eyes focused on their hands, heart countdown.
3. Shake hands. It's etiquette. I can stand it.
Two. Two seconds. That's enough.
One. I can't bear it.
Xiao Qimo stared at sikongjian without blinking. He found that he didn't have the consciousness to take off his hand. His beautiful face under the golden rimmed glasses was very cold. He raised his hand and grasped Sikong Jian's wrist.
Speaking the same fluent D language, he warned coldly, "Mr. Sikong, enough is enough. Don't you see that my girlfriend is already upset? "
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