"I guess those brats will definitely not come to the set until the last day. I'm an old man. I'm afraid I can only see Chinese martial arts. I really have to learn it. I'm afraid it will be difficult to master. ," John said, touching his old waist, which was not strong at all.
Seeing John like this, Xiao Mo didn't dare to dissuade him, so he could only agree obediently. John had been busy all day, especially when he had just been violently tortured by Xiao Mo. He was afraid that his body wouldn't be able to hold on any longer. He started shouting in less than half an hour. Thinking that he wanted to go back, Xiao Mo got up embarrassedly and said that he wanted to see him off, but he kept telling him to sit down in the club.
"It's fine if I go back alone. Is it possible that I can get lost on the road alone?" After John said this, he straightened his back and walked away. Xiao Mo looked at John's persistence and felt that his waist was It hurts.
There was nothing fun for Xiao Mo here. As soon as John left, he became a little white rabbit in the eyes of those people. I don’t know how many people wanted to abduct the little white rabbit, just because the little white rabbit was too smart. They Without paying attention, in the blink of an eye everyone was gone.
"Why are you like this? Let me go. Let me go." The young man Qingyue's voice sounded, looking out of place in the club. His face was pure white, a white that made people eager to color it.
"How about you have a drink with me? Just one drink." The man didn't wait for the boy to refuse. He immediately put the bottle to the boy's mouth and prepared to move his hands up and down. It was about to be hard. This was the first time he had seen someone who looked like this. The handsome young Chinese boy had a pair of eyes that were as pure as if they were filled with clear water, which made his heart melt.
The young man was out of place in the bar, like a little white rabbit suddenly falling into the wolf's den, how could he escape so easily? "How about you just take a sip, and we'll let you go after just one sip?" The man looked at the redness at the end of the young man's eyes, which was stained by anger.
It was like the brightest fireworks in the night sky, blooming in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel soft. Beauty always has privileges.
"Get out of the way, I don't want to drink." The young man frowned and said. He didn't want to get entangled with the person in front of him anymore. He was still waiting to find someone. But how could the man in front of him let go of the fallen victim so easily.
"Don't want to drink? Disobedient children will be punished, right?" The man said, looking at the boy's pure and jade face, which looked like an angel in a fairy tale. Forgive him for thinking that all Chinese people looked exactly the same. But now it seems, It turns out that I am really stupid.
The man couldn't help but spit out: "Are you really Chinese?" How come you are so beautiful? She is more beautiful than anyone he has ever seen.
The young man was originally full of anger and had no place to vent his anger. Now the man's words ignited all his anger. What does it mean that he is really Chinese? Why did he talk? He wasn't himself. Could it be that he was
"You and I don't want to talk to you, please get out of the way." The young man was so anxious that he was like a grasshopper in a pot. His good upbringing prevented him from uttering a single curse word.
"Look, Gomes, you've made my little brother so angry that he's almost crying. You don't know how to show mercy at all. If you really can't do it, let me do it. At least I won't make him so angry. .”
"You go aside. It's not like you don't know Gomus's temper, then..."
(End of chapter)