"Haha, hubby, can you have a nice chat and stop being so funny? Huo Mian couldn't help laughing.
"Didn't you say that the whip was dipped in spicy oil?" Mr. Qin also looked innocent.
"Okay, I can talk about true love confession, Naihe Bridge Mengpo soup, and sexy underwear whip dipped in spicy oil. I am also drunk. Our minds are so fast that most people can't keep up..."
"We don't need to be followed by ordinary people."
"Hahaha, hubby, I think you can call me Qin Daodun from now on."
"Hello, Qin Daandun's wife." Mr. Qin was also witty.
Huo Mian:…
In the end, Huo Mian was defeated in the eloquence duel with Master Qin.
After a tiring day and a full meal, Huo Mian quickly fell asleep.
Nestled in Qin Chu's arms, she fell into a deep sleep and even snored slightly. She was extremely cute.
Qin Chu was not sleepy at all. He had not had a good night's sleep in the days since Huo Mian disappeared.
After the professor performed the surgery on him, he warned him not to take that medicine anymore, so he endured even the insomnia.
Qin Chu hugged Huo Mian tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, she would disappear.
He knew that he was sick, and his love for Huo Mian had reached a point of paranoia.
At best, this is love that is unforgettable, love to the extreme.
When the Internet was broken, Qin Chu felt that there was no difference between him and Huo Siqian.
He knew that he couldn't go on like this and he had to change. He really didn't want Xiaomian to know.
So before he came, he told everyone not to tell Huo Mian that he had a mental disorder, otherwise she would be extremely worried.
In the suite on the other side
Lu Yan seemed to be in a good mood. In less than an hour, he had finished three bottles of red wine.
Qiao Fei didn't like wine, and especially when Lu Yan drank like this, he had to be more vigilant, lest there be danger and both of them would fall into trouble.
"Pervert Joe, don't you really want to drink some?"
"I won't drink anymore. It's quite expensive. It would be nice if there was a prodigal person between the two of us." Qiao Fei answered seriously.
"Hahaha, that's nonsense. I have a lot of money. Even if you drink Louis XIV every day, I can make you drink it for the rest of your life. You can take a bath if you can't finish it."
At this time, Lu Yan was already a little tipsy and seemed to be in high spirits.
"Come on, there's no need to take a bath. It's too expensive. Just drink. I know you're in a good mood, but you'd better drink less. A small drink will make you happy, but a big drink will hurt your health."
"What? It's hurting my health? Am I afraid? I live happily every day now... If I have wine today, I will get drunk now."
Lu Yan tilted his head, holding a red wine glass in his hand. After speaking, he drank half of the red wine in his hand, which was extremely generous.
Then she fell asleep with her head tilted...
"Do you want to take a bath later? Let me put some water in for you?" Qiao Fei asked.
After waiting for a long time and seeing no response, Qiao Fei put down his phone and looked up to find that Lu Yan had fallen asleep.
Qiao Fei shook his head angrily and amusedly, got up and pulled an air-conditioned blanket, walked over and covered Lu Yan.
At this time, the doorbell rang...
"who?"
"Master Qiao, it's me, Amy." A woman's voice came from outside the door.
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"have."
Qiao Fei is actually an extremely cold person, neither cold nor hot towards anyone except Lu Yan.
Therefore, he was unwilling to have too much contact with Lu Yan's subordinates, regardless of gender.
But when he heard Amy say something was wrong, he had to open the door.
Opening the door, Qiao Fei saw Amy standing at the door wearing a low-cut black dress with delicate makeup on her face.
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