Chapter 533

Hai Xiaomin doesn't know what Ling Yao's last destructive look means.

After a long time, the tears were dried. Hai Xiaomin was in a trance and noticed that someone was standing in front of the half open door. He couldn't be caught off guard. He frowned and distressed at the little steamed stuffed bun.

Hai Xiaomin panicked and hurriedly tried to cover up the fact that he had cried, pulling out a far fetched smile: "Elvis, how long have you been standing here?"

Little steamed stuffed bun sighed. It is estimated that his son's father didn't tell mommy at all. He was in the car behind them before, and daddy's car has left for a long time!

The picture flashed in the little steamed stuffed bun's mind. Ling Yao came to him with a Shura like cold aura. It was a daddy he had never seen. It was strange, but it didn't make him feel terrible.

He looked at Ling Yao like a towering mountain. Ling Yao raised his hand, rubbed the top of his hair rudely, and said overbearing and seriously: "I'm going to leave for a short time. Next, you should take good care of your mommy, okay?"

That man just left.

He patted his baby mommy and left?!

Even though the relationship between xiaobaozi and Ling Yao can't be better, in xiaobaozi's mind, Mommy is always the first, and the people who cry Mommy are heinous bad guys!

The steamed stuffed bun wrinkled his nose, climbed into the car, opened a pair of small arms, climbed into Hai Xiaomin's arms, and comforted his mommy with a hug: "Mommy is not afraid. Elvis will protect you forever with Elvis!"

Small body, emitting sweet milk fragrance, coupled with the soft voice, Hai Xiaomin hugged the steamed stuffed bun, full of healing!

Yes, as long as she has Elvis, there's nothing she can't get through!

She can do anything for Elvis!

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Las Vegas, a gambling city called evil city in the United States, has attracted local tyrants from all over the world to participate in gambling. They become rich overnight, go bankrupt overnight and live on the streets. Under the appearance of prosperity, it is a mixed world.

In the downtown area of the city, there is a bar called black rose, which is the same as all bars. Once it is late at night, it revels all night!

A scene of debauchery, dancing, dancing, dancing, body swaying, perfume, alcohol, and sweat mixed with the air in the dance floor is hot and exciting.

In such an extravagant environment, a handsome white man with blond hair and blue eyes sat in the card seat, his slender legs stacked uninhibited on the tea table, holding a glass of champagne, with a light stubble after stubble, and an unexpected low sense of existence.

The man is accompanied by a hot blonde. The woman is wearing a deep V suspender tight skirt. Both above and below can cover the key parts, but she often walks away in the process of rubbing on the man again and again, causing the hot eyes of the man outside the card seat.

However, for her hint, the handsome blonde around her always kept smiling at the corners of his lips, but there was no further action.

That is, because of the charming smile on each other's lips, women know that men don't dislike her actions. Of course, she won't be more bold to pick beans like other customers. She just accompanies him quietly and doesn't feel bored.

But unlike usual, an unexpected guest came today.

A man, a man who is impeccable regardless of his appearance, figure, or his noble and cold temperament!

When the blonde first saw each other, her breath stagnated and she couldn't move her eyes for a long time.

This man is really the best!

He appeared without warning, did not say hello, and sat down directly in their card seat, showing the elegance of the upper class aristocrats in every move.

When the blonde man caught a glimpse of him, his pupils unexpectedly shrunk, he randomly raised his glass and drank it up to restore calm.

The blonde twisted her waist charmingly and added wine to him. The man motioned him to pour a cup to the guest, then patted the woman's hip with his big hand and whispered, "go elsewhere."

The blonde was coquettish and angry, but she got up obediently, threw a wink at the later man, twisted her waist and walked out of the card seat.

"How did you come here?" the blonde man shook his glass, and the glittering liquor rippled out a dreamy and treacherous color under the light.

"I've come all the way to find you." Ling Yao picked up the wine cup and held it in his hand. Even people who have been living in dignity all the year round can still adapt well in such a chaotic environment.

Green eyes squinted over, with a bit of dangerous exploration.

"Have a good time outside these years?" Ling Yao pretended not to see his eyes and said in a chatty tone.

The blonde man raised his arm and stretched his waist, with the mysterious laziness of the cat: "it's just that he took over the company left by the old thing after he died, helped him make a living with his little brother, and looked for bad luck for the people in debt."

Ling Yao paused and whispered, "one of the founders of the mercenary group, the predecessor of black rose, is called Nemo?"

Hearing the speech, the blonde man was stunned and silently lit himself a cigar.

Ling Yao can probably understand each other's emotions and will no longer discuss this issue in depth.

"You came to me not just to catch up with the past?" the blonde man vomited smoke.

Ling Yao drank the wine in the cup and said in a low voice, "come back, jessio. I told you about the lead you buried five years ago. Now it's time to detonate!"

Five years ago, he lost his memory and drove away Hai Xiaomin. Jessio fell out with him and broke up unhappily. Then, without any explanation, the other party left a letter and went away.

Over the years, Ling Yao hasn't bothered jessio. Now he comes to him because they still have something to do!

Hearing Ling Yao's words, Jess Xiu glanced at him: "not stupid?"

"HMM." Ling Yao's insipid voice, knowing that the other party was teasing him about his amnesia, he was like a fool.

Jessio smiled. "Do you regret it?"

Ling Yao helped his forehead, only felt that his brain hurt, and his dark and deep eyes showed a firm color: "regret!"

At the beginning, Jess Xiu let go. When he recovers his memory, he will regret forcing Hai Xiaomin to divorce. At that time, he was like a fool. He was pretentious and thought he would never regret. What happened?

Reality mercilessly slapped him in the face!

The unexpected honesty made jessio feel subtle. He looked at Ling Yao and said solemnly, "did you kneel down with her and admit your mistake?"

Ling Yao pulled at the corner of his mouth.

Jess Xiu stroked his chin: "if not, remember to call me when you want to do this. Such a great event of the century must be recorded and laughed for a lifetime!"

Ling Yao evil Lin smiled, loosened his tie, and made a hairy gesture: "do you want to fight?"

Jessio thought for two seconds and pressed his cigar into the ashtray: "OK!"