"No... Yes." In order to protect his life, Jia Meng was determined not to disturb the driving of the big monster next to him.
"Well. Even if you have, don't ask now."
"..."
Ke noticed something wrong in the back seat and changed the subject and asked: "King, where are we going? Just arrived in Australia, don't you go home first?"
"I will go back to which home I want to go back to."
Ke watched Bugatti climb over the mountains for dozens of miles, getting further and further away from the city, and looked flustered:
"You... won't you go to the home of the Golden Sands Villa?"
"Go tomorrow."
"Where are you going today?" Ke's face sank, and the joy of doubling his annual salary disappeared.
"Go to a place that Jia Meng likes." Marley looked forward, expressionless, with a trace of expectation fluttering in his expression.
Jia Meng is still wondering what exactly is the Jinsha Villa that Ke said, and imagine how it will be different from Jia's small courtyard.
Hearing what Marai said, Jia Meng asked weakly: "How do you know where I like to go? I never said it..."
"You don't need to say, I know."
The corner of Marai's mouth was tickled, and a few words were enough to feed the dog in the back seat.
Ke pretended to look up to the sky and sighed: "Boss King, it's not that I said you, you are really a guy who values sex and despise friends."
After sighing, ke went to a mysterious group in the mobile social software, typed a word to notify the relevant personnel-
"The report reports that I have already picked up the airport. But the boss of King will not return to the home of Jinsha Villa today, and the activity will be carried out tomorrow."
In just two sentences, the group exploded--
"Have you made a mistake! Is King playing cards so unreasonably? He used to come to Sands first every time he came back!"
"Woo, it made people prepare such a sumptuous dinner for nothing!"
"Today, I have invited the most beautiful and punctual girl in my girlfriend's circle to the Golden Sands Villa!"
"King is really cruel, just leave us alone!"
"Ke, you have to be responsible! What the hell is going on!"
…
Ke couldn't bear the pressure of public opinion, and finally broke the news-
"Actually, King brought the legendary Miss Jia from China this time..."
Such an ordinary sentence makes the mysterious group that had exploded, as if being thrown into a bomb—
"No? Miss Jia, is that the woman he has crushed on for ten years?"
"I'm not mistaken, am I? King actually has a girlfriend! Does the title of Australia's first Chinese diamond little prince fall behind others?"
"It seems that Ms. Jia must be a celestial celestial celestial being, and she has an amazing appearance!" The genius remembered the Chinese in one second 8/1/z/o/m/
"That's for sure! Otherwise, how can we be worthy of king!"
"..."
Ke dropped a bomb, but couldn't speak.
He silently looked at Jia Meng in the rearview mirror.
An impeccable goose-egg face, fair skin, even if no powder is applied, it is still radiant, curved eyebrows are like a bright moon, and a pair of smart eyes flicker under the slender eyelashes.
At first glance, the lotus is out of water. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https://
Take a closer look, sweet and lovely.
Boss King's eyes are indeed harsh.
Fortunately, Ke said that he had read countless women, and saw that Jia Meng's figure below the neck was slightly plump. Compared with the slim-waisted girl he associates with, it is still a bit short.
The scenery outside the car is getting more and more open and bright.
The atmosphere in the car was as cold as frost.
Bugatti drove into the country road from the wide avenue.
The magic is that this is like a car of a peerless riding pet, and the driving speed has not slowed down at all. It is still like a cheetah, agile and swift.
Mare opened the convertible of the Bugatti sports car with a light press.
Suddenly, a strange smell came.
Jia Meng sniffed, first smelled the smell of aquatic plants and mud, and then the smell of animals.
She took a closer look and found that before she knew it, Bugatti had taken them onto a prairie!
The depressed mood along the way suddenly became clear.
Jia Mengnu snorted and wanted to sing softly, but he looked at the indifferent face of the iceberg sitting beside him, and only swallowed.
But Ke in the back seat couldn't hold back his mood, stood up, spread his arms, and shouted:
"King, you are really good, everything counts, I didn't even count that you are coming here!"
"Never guess my mind." Marley's tight face was slightly relaxed.
"Yes. My good boss!" Ke eagerly pointed to the phone, trying to find a name in the address book, "Oh, oops, I haven't had time to say hello to the farmer Uncle Wang!"
"I have already contacted." Ma Lei said slowly, with a tone like Zhuge Liang in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms strategizing.
"Ah? My king boss, let me arrange this kind of little thing next time." Ke pursed his mouth, raised his brow, and shook his legs.
Inadvertently, he also raised an orchid finger and gently put it on Marley's shoulder.
This is like a girl in love, acting like a baby to the man she likes.
The corner of Jia Meng's eyes saw this scene, and he couldn't help but hurriedly covered his mouth.
Marley's eyes can be seen in this subtle movement.
Like a slug, he patted Ke's hand in disgust, frowned and asked Jia Meng nervously:
"Have you misunderstood something? Ke, who is a major in acting, behaves exaggeratedly. Don't think too much."
"Uh..." Jia Meng had to think too much when asked, but of course he wouldn't reveal it, "I didn't misunderstand anything. Besides, there is nothing to think about."
Ke was unhappy, and got a little temper: "King, you really like the new and tired of the old! It turns out that you weren't the way to others when you didn't have Miss Jia!"
"Only new people laugh, whoever hears old people cry."
An old new mandarin duck and butterfly dream sounded in my ears!
Coming to the prairie, Jia Meng, who was trying to hum a song but suppressed himself, saw Marei's thin lips move slightly under his paralyzed face and sang a song.
My God, this is the rhythm of chatting with singing
Jia Meng dropped his chin in shock, and he needed to drag it back with his hands to support it.
She looked up at the unexpected big demon beside her as if looking up at the starry sky.
The voice is like a hoarse cello, and it sounds better than any time you hear it.
Mare, how many surprises you still have, I don’t know...
Ke was so angry in the back seat that he crossed his chest and stared, wishing to stretch his legs and kick people to vent his anger, but he didn't dare to move.
At this time, Marai asked Jia Meng again: "Do you really want to sing a song too?"
"Uh..." Jia Meng hesitated, but couldn't help but cleared his throat with a cough.
"Come on, let's learn to meow together, and meow together..."