Chapter 771
Hearing Zhuo Li’s voice, asking Wa Liang behind Shui, I felt Zhuo Li’s sight was like a sharp sword, directly slashing him.
"Cold, this young man will withdraw first." Without taking the jacket, he turned and ran out.
It’s a pity that he just took a step, and Zhuo Li stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hold him, put his arms on his shoulders, put the questioning water in his arms, sneered in a deep voice, and said, "Washui, just came back, why are you eager to go? ?"
"Young Master Ben is going to talk to the **** about major issues, you let go." Wenshui struggled and was clasped by Zhuo Li.
Zhuo Di smiled deeply, dragged Wenshui hard, kicked open the door of the guest room, pushed Wenshui in, and slammed the door handsomely.
With a "bang", the door seemed to be thrown on the heart of asking water.
Gu Chuyan and Yao Rong went downstairs and heard them saying "Nigger", Gu Chuyan curiously asked, "Mo Han, who is the nigger?"
Before Xiao Mohan could answer, Han Changqing came in from outside, shook the water drops on his body, and said, "Nigga, formerly known as Heikui, they have simplified it."
"Mr. Black." Xiao Mohan turned around, handed her the hot milk, and said two words in a deep voice.
"Puff." Gu Chuyan took a sip of milk. When she heard what he said, she spouted a sip of milk, her face flushed and said, "Nigga, that's Mr. Black?"
Yao Rong listened, froze for a few seconds, and laughed.
In the guest room, the sound of fighting sounded.
Wen Shui got up, was stretched out by Zhuo Li, thrown aside, and strode forward.
What happened last night, he expected Zhuo Li to retaliate. He was caught by Zhuo Li after only playing a game for a while. When he thought of this, he was frightened by the question.
"We are brothers, we have something to say." Wenshui struggled, he raised his foot and kicked towards Zhuo Li.
She turned around and blinked, holding back her smile, thinking of what happened last night, Yao Rong went out, and Han Changqing sent her back to Yao's house. The two men in the room didn't even know it.
Yao’s house, quiet.
Yao Rong got out of the car, walked in alone, opened the door, and looked at the living room, spotlessly clean.
"Mom." She was used to screaming, walking upstairs, thinking of something suddenly, laughed at herself, turned back to the room, and sat on the side of the bed.
Outside, footsteps sounded.
The sound of high heels hit the floor and stopped in front of her room.
Yao Rong looked up and saw a figure reflected from the bottom of the door. The door armrest was twisted and pushed open. The smell of strong perfume made him choke his nose.
Gu Miaoting wears a floral dress, red and green to set off, swaying skirts, and wearing heavy makeup, she is coquettish, charming and beautiful.
"Is it you?" Yao Rong looked up and watched Gu Miaoting walk towards her with 13CM high heels, twisting her waist, and standing in front of her.
Gu Miaoting's red lips are lightly pressed, her phoenix eyes are narrowed, and she said softly, "It seems that Miss Yao is very surprised."
Her gaze fell on Yao Rong’s beautiful melon seeds, her gaze slowly moved down, she stretched out her hand to press on Yao Rong’s leg, pinched it hard, and said, “It seems you are injured?”
"Hiss." Yao Rong's wound was pinched by her forcefully.
The wound that didn't hurt, was pinched by her to bleed.
"It hurts, right?" Gu Miaoting pursed her mouth, leaned her face close, smiled charmingly at her, cast her amorously, and said, "In the future, I will make you more painful."
This sentence was given to her by Gu Chuyan.
Today, she still sealed these words and returned them to Yao Rong.
Yao Rong gritted his teeth, clasped Gu Miaoting's hand, raised his other leg, and kicked hard.
"Ah." Gu Miaoting was triumphant, but was kicked down by Yao Rong. She fell to the table and covered her shoulders with pain. Yao Rong got up and walked towards her.
(End of this chapter)