Chapter 219 Large-scale underworld gatherings
"Why? Not willing?"
He Yunting frowned and looked at her fiercely.
Qiao persuaded for a second, not thinking at all, and blurted out, "Brother."
He Yunting is satisfied, and he feels comfortable in his heart.
Covered Joe’s head with a big hand, smoothly, "Good..."
Qiao Yi: "..."
How can there be a sense of sight of a golden retriever in seconds.
At this moment, the phone that Qiao put on the table suddenly shook twice, and he clicked on it to see that it was Wu Liang.
He has arrived in Mexico.
Qiao realized that she had an appointment tonight.
"Brother, it's no good, I have to go, and I have a party with friends in the evening."
Qiao hurriedly put down his fork, ate too much, sat for too long, stood up suddenly, blood flowed back, his legs buzzed, and he couldn't stand up immediately, and fell in the direction of He Yunting.
He Yunting stretched out his hand, and Qiao Yi hadn’t changed his clothes. After this fall, the robe flap opened wide, and he fell out half pulling Bai Yingying’s shoulder...
"Oh, my legs are so numb, my legs are so numb." Joe gasped and called to himself, completely unaware that the bathrobe was about to fall off.
Until there was an unusual burning sensation on his shoulders, Qiao Yi realized it later, and when he tilted his head to look, He Yunting's deep eyes firmly covered her like a net.
"Yeah!" Joe screamed, jumped out of the man's arms and almost jumped onto the dining table.
Hold the neckline tightly with both hands, "You, you, you, what did you see."
A large patch of white to shiny skin.
He Yunting unconsciously put his palms together, is this the feel of a bathrobe?
Why... so soft?
"What is it, is there anything I can't see about you?"
"That won't work, I, I, I..." Joe said a little bit, and you didn't see anything about me.
I didn't see the big boss, as if I didn't see it, she jumped up as soon as she noticed, the bathrobe only exposed her shoulders, stuck in the collarbone, and didn't slide down.
I didn’t see it, I must have not seen it.
Seeing that Qiao Yi was so anxious that his facial features were all wrinkled together, He Yunting couldn't help narrowing his eyes.
"Why are you twitchy like a woman."
Waterma is a woman, but a dog and a man are blind!
Qiao blushed, completely unreasonable, turned his head and sneaked into the bathroom to change clothes.
In order to avoid another oolong incident, she took the hotel towel and wrapped her chest tightly before she dared to walk out of the bathroom.
Seeing her come out, He Yunting asked, covering his head and face.
"Which friend did you go to meet?"
"The ones from the last police station."
"That traffic?" He Yunting's expression was uncomfortable.
Qiao was taken aback for a moment. The traffic mentioned by Big Boss should be Zhu Jiu, "Yes." She nodded.
"Your relationship is very good."
"not bad."
He Yunting is irritable.
"Brother, there are so many desserts, it would be a shame to throw them away, can I pack them?"
"Do you still want to bring that traffic to eat?"
While speaking, there was a sudden flash in front of him. When he was at the police station, Zhu Jiu's gaze inadvertently revealed.
This person is not a good thing!
"It's not just him, but many of us. That day, people from the police station will come for a little while."
How come the more you listen to it, the more you think it is a large-scale triad gathering?
"Address? I will ask the driver to pick it up at night."
"No." Joe refused, "I can call back to the villa."
He Yunting's face sank after hearing the words.
"Then you are not allowed to pack!"
Qiao Yi: "..."
The boss is so naive.
Gold Master’s father is good everywhere. This temper is too elusive. Isn’t it just to pack a dessert? This is also worth irritating?
Qiao felt that he was going to lose to him.
Coax it, the thighs you hold yourself, you have to coax it when you kneel!
Qiao took a deep breath, took small steps, and jumped to He Yunting's side, his fingertips twitched his sleeves back and forth, and her voice made her goose bumps.
"Oh, brother, I'm going to party with friends, I promise you, no drag racing, no fights, it's just a normal party, go back after dinner, really, really, I swear!"
Qiao said as he held up three fingers, extremely religious.
He Yunting's heart is soft. He is repelling from the bottom of his heart and doesn't want to let Joe go, but the little guy seems to be very interested. If she doesn't let her go, he will be unhappy.
Glancing at Qiao, He Yunting picked up the phone very uncomfortably, and added He Er back.
【He: Come and pack. 】
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang.
"Brother~" He Er screamed sweetly, hoping to awaken his deepest love for him.
result--
"You don't need to come in, ask them to come in and pack."
He two: "!!!"
My He Er is really miserable
(End of this chapter)