Chapter 179

Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly red with tears in them, but his eyes were particularly stubborn.

Four eyes opposite, Qin shaojue only felt that he was severely shocked.

The strength on Luo Xiaoxiao's waist suddenly released.

Thick eyebrows slightly frown up, his appearance in rare dye a little helpless.

He stepped on the instep of his foot, and Luo staggered back a few steps.

After making sure that the distance between them was safe enough, she screwed her eyebrows and wiped the back of her hand on her lips.

Looking at the obvious dislike in Luo Xiaoxiao's action, shaojue Qin's eyes suddenly darkened.

What does she dislike?

Young Lord Qin's heart was tight, which was mixed with an indescribable anger.

Just as he stepped forward, the door suddenly opened.

Standing at the door, Qi Zhen looks at the scene without any trace.

Eyes in cover the lips of Luo Xiaoxiao body brush, his eyes immediately fell on the Qin shaojue's body.

Put on slippers, he did not trace the insert into the middle of the two.

Without a trace of the body to the side, he immediately will Luo Xiaoxiao into the wings.

With half of his face to the young Lord Qin, he said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, it's really hard to come to Xiao Xiao to talk about business so late."

Business?

In two simple words, Qi Zhen made a clear distinction between them.

In the heart of anger boiling, Qin shaojue's eyelids some dangerous pressure down.

CEN Leng's thin lips are slightly open. When he wants to open his mouth, his eyes are inadvertently swept over Luo Xiaoxiao's red eyes.

If he really wants to tear his face for a moment.

Luo Xiaoxiao is afraid of

As soon as he thought about it, he felt like a lump in his throat.

He took a deep look at Luo Xiao.

When Luo Xiaoxiao raised his eyes and looked over, young Lord Qin withdrew his eyes.

"President Luo, it's too late today. I won't stay to disturb you." He closed his head slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse. "We'll make another appointment to talk tomorrow."

After a few seconds, he added faintly: "let's talk about your sick leave."

In view of the out of control kiss just now, Luo Xiaoxiao didn't want to face young Lord Qin.

However, it is in the name of official business that young Lord Qin makes a request now, and she has absolutely no reason to refuse.

Some heart unwilling to nod, her face expressionless way: "I know, qinzong."

Hearing Luo Xiaoxiao's promise, young Baron Qin breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, if Luo Xiao does not sell face of a refusal, he has no way.

When he turned his eyes to Qi Zhen, his eyes added a bit of sincerity: "goodbye."

"Xiao Xiao, take a rest in your room first." Qi Zhen looks back at Luo Xiaoxiao and gives a careful advice.

After that, he turned his head and looked at young Lord Qin.

"Mr. Qin, I'll send you." Slightly to the side of the body, Qi Zhen made a please posture.

Young Lord Qin raised his eyebrows.

Some eyes of unknown meaning stayed on Qi Zhen for a few seconds, and he stepped out.

His hands curled up to the palms of his hands. Qi Zhen took a breath and quickly followed

The display of the elevator stopped on the 16th floor, and then it didn't move again.

Waiting for the gap, the two men stood speechless for a while.

At the end of his eyes, Qi Zhen covered his lips with his empty fist and coughed.

At the sound of the sound, young Lord Qin's eyes immediately looked at him.

The line of sight collided in the air for a while, and the sound of electric current could be heard faintly.

"Mr. Qin, it's an eventful time recently. I think you'd better not meet Xiao Xiao." Qi Zhen pressed his voice and took the lead in speaking.

Smell speech, Qin shaojue low smile.

He slowly straightened out the wrinkles on his sleeve with his fingers. With a smile on his lips, he spoke in a quiet tone: "Luo Xiaoxiao is the president of the supplement. We have to meet on business."

Pause a few seconds, his voice slightly raised: "sorry, Qi Shao's request, I'm afraid I can't do it."

When he spoke, the tone of young Lord Qin was very common.

But I don't know why, Qi Zhen has the illusion of being forced into a dead corner.

Eyebrows forced down, his dark eyes flashing obvious anger: "Mr. Qin, Xiao Xiao is my fiancee, we are about to get married! Now, because of President Qin's personal emotional problems, it has had a certain impact on Xiao Xiao and my life. "

Qi Zhen's tone is particularly tough.

"Mr. Qin, when you talk to my fiancee about business in the future, please try your best to choose an open occasion. If the scene of finding your home like today is spread out, Xiao Xiao may jump into the Yellow River and can't wash it out." He glared at young Lord Qin and said, "you are a man, so it doesn't matter. But please worry about Xiao Xiao's feelings. "CEN thin lips forced into a straight line.

His deep eyes flickered, and he looked at Qi Zhen without any trace.

Between words, Qi Zhen is defending Luo Xiaoxiao everywhere, just like a protector.

To be honest, this kind of cognition made young Baron Qin feel a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps, until this time, he clearly realized that Luo Xiao already belonged to others.

Just as the mood was tumbling, the elevator arrived with a "Ding" sound.

"I see. I'll pay attention next time." Coldly and rigidly, he dropped a sentence and entered the elevator.

After pressing the "1" button, the metal door slowly closed in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, Qi Zhen put out a hand to block the door.

Some lazy will back against the elevator wall, Qin shaojue hands ring in front of the chest.

Lift Mou to see with Qi Zhen one eye, he some smile not to smile of stir up eyebrow tip: "Qi Shao still have other affair to want to say with me?"

"Mr. Qin, if you have time, you might as well read the comments on the Internet." Backhand back to behind, Qi Zhen's tone is particularly deep, "maybe after seeing, you will know what Xiao Xiao is going through."

With that, Qi Zhen turned and left.

Young Lord Qin looked at his back, and his deep eyes were tinged with anger

Qin family at two o'clock in the night.

There is a warm reading lamp in the study.

A long shadow was sitting on the sofa.

The mobile phone with the screen on was in his hand, and Baron Qin leaned on the sofa. The narrow and slightly picked eyes narrowed, and his well-defined fingers tapped on the temple.

He leaned over and buckled his cell phone to the small round table beside him. He looked thoughtfully out of the window