The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

The smell of gunpowder spread, and everyone around couldn't help but get excited.

They didn't know what was going on between the distinguished Big Brother Qi and the huge backing Big Brother Sikong, they just thought that the two were so popular, standing together was pretty... eye-catching.

After all, Liang Hua has been in the workplace for many years, and he feels strange, but he can't tell. Instead, he kept winking his eyes at Xiao Qimo, suggesting that he should not hold his girlfriend like this because the occasion was not suitable.

But his eyes were almost twitching, Xiao Qimo not only didn't let go, but he hugged him tighter.

Seeing Feng's eyes picking up slightly, Sikong proactively greeted him, "This is... Mr. Qi, right?"

The information that Xiao Qimo submitted, especially noted, will be shown outside with Qi's surname. He expressed his understanding and respect.

Xiao Qimo's complexion was as usual, and when his keen sense of smell noticed a certain smell on the man opposite, his deep eyes darkened for a moment, and he quickly recovered indifferent.

It was the smell of patchouli, he had smelled it on Lu Mian's body.

And the owner of this taste, he now knows it too.

Or the new celebrity next to the legendary president: see Sagong.

We met once in the middle of the night in Wucheng and once by Jinjing alone.

He remembered clearly.

"Fortunately, Mr. Sikong." Xiao Qi Moping calmly.

Like the tranquility before the storm.

Lu Mian's head stared at his toes as big as a fight. This **** weird atmosphere felt even more difficult than her playing a **** mode game!

Liang Hua hurried over to explain: "Mr. Sikong, Mr. Qi was specially invited by the Interpol to investigate the case."

He simply introduced them together: "This is Mr. Dyne, the captain of the Interpol."

"And this one..." Liang Hua didn't want to introduce Lu Mian, after all, among so many bigwigs, she is really nothing, and she is not worth having a name. But Mr. Qi's current posture made him have to patiently explain: "This Miss Lu Mian is Mr. Qi's girlfriend. Young man, still in love."

"Girlfriend..." Sikong read these three words for a long time. After reading them, Feng's eyes looked at Lu Mian seriously and opened his lips.

The low voice is a little squishy, ​​and the voice is nice, but when it comes out, others are confused and don't understand.

Lu Mian could understand, and Sikong saw that he spoke D in a small language.

He is an interpreter, and he can handle these naturally.

He said: "Long time no see, Mian Mian."

Xiao Qimo:...Do you not understand small languages ​​when you bully others?

Lu Mian slowly raised his head, facing him with burning eyes, and subconsciously responded in D.

"Long time no see, Sikong."

Sikong laughed, with a contented youthful air, the depression in his eyes was also a little thin.

He took the initiative to stretch out his hand, trying to shake hands with Lu Mian.

This was the first person who asked for a handshake after Sikong saw him. Liang Hua, Xiao Qimo and Dyne just failed to shake hands with him.

This is very difficult for others to understand, why is Mr. Sikong so special to a girl alone?

And Lu Mian, looking at the hand that had been handed in front of her, paused, and found that the other party was still insisting, so she had to reach out her hand and touched Sikong Jian.

When the fingertips touched, the man grasped her hand accurately and held it on the palm.

The bottom of Xiao Qimo's eyes suddenly rolled up with gusts of wind and rain, his gaze focused on the hands they were holding together, counting down in his heart.

three. Shake hands as soon as they shake hands, this is etiquette I can bear.

two. Hold it for two seconds, is it enough.

One. Can't bear it anymore.

Xiao Qimo stared at Sikongjian unblinkingly, and found that he hadn't consciously taken away his hand. The handsome face under the gold-rimmed glasses was stretched coldly. He raised his hand and grabbed it on Sikongjian's wrist.

Using the same fluent D language, he coldly warned: "Mr. Sikong, enough is enough. Isn't it upset to see my girlfriend?"