Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Hearing Zhuo Pi's voice, Wen Shui was behind Wa Liang, and felt that Zhuo Pi's gaze was like a sharp sword, directly cutting him into pieces.

"Han, this young master retreats first." Wen Shui didn't take his coat, turned around and ran outside.

It's a pity that he only took a step, but Zhuo Bi stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hold him, put his arm on his shoulder, hugged Wen Shui in his arms, sneered in a low voice, and said: "Wen Shui, I just came back, what's the rush?" ?”

"This young master is going to discuss important matters with the niggers, let go." Wenshui struggled, but was held tightly by Zhuo Bi.

Zhuo Bi gave a deep smile, dragged Wenshui vigorously, 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 Wenshui's heart.

Gu Chuyan and Yao Rong went downstairs and heard them say "nigger", Gu Chuyan asked curiously: "Mo Han, who is the nigger?"

Before Xiao Mohan could answer, Han Changqing came in from the outside, shook off the water droplets on his body, and said, "The nigger, formerly known as Hei Kui, was simplified by them."

"Mr. Hei." Xiao Mohan turned around, handed her the hot milk, and said two words in a deep voice.

"Pfft." Gu Chuyan took a sip of milk, and when she heard his words, she spit out a sip of milk, her face flushed and she said, "The nigger, is that Mr. Hei?"

Yao Rong listened, stunned for a few seconds, then laughed out loud.

In the room, there was the sound of fighting.

Wenshui got up, Zhuo Bi stretched out his hand, threw it aside, and strode forward.

What happened last night, he expected that Zhuo Bi would retaliate, and he was caught by Zhuo Bi after only playing games for a while. Thinking of this, Wen Shui was terrified.

"We are brothers, so talk to each other if you have something to say." Wenshui struggled, kicking Zhuo Bi with his feet.

She turned around and blinked, holding back a smile, thinking of what happened last night, Yao Rong went out, Han Changqing sent her back to Yao's house, the two men in the room were still unaware.

Yao residence, be quiet.

Yao Rong got out of the car, walked in alone, opened the door, and looked at the living room, which was clean and spotless.

"Mom." She was used to calling, and walked upstairs, suddenly thought of something, laughed at herself, turned back to the room, and sat on the bed.

Outside, footsteps sounded.

The sound of high heels hitting the floor stopped in front of her door.

Yao Rong looked up and saw a figure, reflected from the bottom of the door, the door handle was twisted, and pushed open fiercely, the strong smell of perfume choked his nose.

Gu Miaoting is wearing a flowery dress, red and green as a backdrop, the skirt is swaying, and she is wearing heavy makeup, she is coquettish and charming, beyond words.

"It's you?" Yao Rong looked up and saw Gu Miaoting walking towards her with 13cm high heels, twisting her waist, and standing in front of her condescendingly.

Gu Miaoting pursed her red lips slightly, narrowed her phoenix eyes, and said softly, "It seems that Miss Yao is very surprised."

Her eyes fell on Yao Rong's pretty melon-seeded face, and her eyes slowly moved down. She stretched out her hand to press Yao Rong's leg, pinched it hard, and said, "It seems that you are injured?"

"Hiss." Yao Rong's wound was pinched by her forcefully.

The wound that didn't hurt at first was bleeding from her pinch.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Gu Miaoting pursed her lips, leaned her face closer, gave her a charming smile, cast her a coquettish glance, and said, "In the future, I will make you hurt even more."

These words were given to her by Gu Chuyan.

Today, she did not seal the 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 she was kicked down by Yao Rong, she fell to the table, clutching her shoulder in pain, Yao Rong got up and walked towards her.