Chapter 303 Miss Lu’s people dare not move


Chapter 303 Miss Lu’s people dare not move

“Everyone, blame me for going to the wrong place and disturbing everyone’s enjoyment. I will punish myself with three glasses of wine to apologize.”

The woman stood up , poured wine into the cup, and drank without hesitation. When the third cup was down, Yan Chi picked up the wine cup and raised it to her from a distance, "It's okay, just treat it as a friend, Miss Fang's face Gotta give it.”

After finishing the words, he drank it all in one gulp.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then eat slowly, everyone. I'll bring two bottles of good wine later. If you have anything else to do, I'll leave first."

When they passed each other, the woman didn't look at Nan Jiaojiao.

Nan Jiaojiao was still able to hold herself up until this point.

He is loyal.

“Why are you here?” Bo Yanqing took Nan Jiaojiao’s hand and spread her fingertips one by one in the palm of his hand. “Why are your hands so cold and greedy for coldness?”


Nan Jiaojiao came back to her senses, "No, milk tea is hot."

"Okay, drink it if you want, but drink less, so as not to be unable to sleep at night."

Nan Jiaojiao Jiao nodded, "You said you were here, I came over to take a look, and I want to go back. Zhenzhen is there alone."

Bo Yan Qingjun's face was gentle, and his eyebrows were slightly raised. "I had someone send me dessert."

"Thank you, thank you."

Nan Jiaojiao has never felt that speaking has been so hot.

She took her hand back and turned to leave.

The smile at the corner of the man's mouth turned cold.

Nan Jiaojiao turned around and hesitated: "Should we finish early? If so, let's go home together."

She said go home.

Bo Yanqing raised the corner of her mouth and smiled, "I can leave at any time. Call me when you're done eating."

"Okay."

Nan Jiaojiao came over and pressed against his After a kiss on the lips, before he reached out to hug her, he ran away quickly.

The people in the box looked at their noses and hearts, and saw with their own eyes the disgusting expression on Bo Yanqing's face, and the tight string snapped. Bo Yanqing sat back on the chair, "Eat all, don't look at me."

Lu Jinyang stretched out his chopsticks and asked humbly: "Brother Yan, can I pick up a small piece of water spinach with chopsticks?"

Bo Yanqing: "Yes."

"Then I can scoop a little bit. A bowl of soup?”

Bo Yanqing was speechless.

Huo Linxi kicked Lu Jinyang, "I think your brain is like water spinach. Eat yours, you talk so much."

Lu Jinyang licked his face and said, "Don't I think the atmosphere is too weird? I am lively and lively. Who can refuse such a big and cute little girl like me."

Huo Linxi rolled his eyes at him.

The atmosphere just now was indeed scary.

As soon as Miss Fang came in, she pressed close to Bo Yanqing. None of the other men noticed her. She seduced her like no one else was around, and she knew she had a purpose.

Although Bo Yanqing didn't speak, he didn't let Miss Fang get close. He kept staring at the phone, his face getting uglier, his brows covered with a pair of deep and cold eyes, the air around him seemed to be frozen into ice, that feeling With the chill, everyone present could feel the fear seeping into their bones.

Fortunately, Nan Jiaojiao is here.

Fortunately, Miss Fang knows the current affairs.

Mo Tingshen handed over a glass of wine and joked: "Did you see it?"

Bo Yanqing stretched his shoulders back, put an arm on the back of the chair, and raised his eyebrows, "Lu Da Don’t dare to move, Miss.”

“How do you know it wasn’t sent by Jiaojiao?”

Bo Yanqing has that confidence: "She can't."

Actually, he is not afraid of Lu Zhenzhen, but wants to give Lu Zhenzhen face.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't have many friends, and Lu Zhenzhen was the one who knew her best. Bo Yanqing didn't dare to offend him, otherwise his best friend would turn a deaf ear to him, and he would have to walk around in pain.

Over there, Nan Jiaojiao walked back and heard someone talking at the door of the box.

(End of this chapter)

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