Chapter 1116: A Man Who Has Been Dead for More Than Ten Years
On the 9th floor of the clubhouse, there is a luxurious café.
In the elevator, Wen Shui stretched out his hand, straightened his clothes, took a comb to arrange his hair, whistled, glanced at Han Changqing, and said, "Are you handsome?"
"Who's in the picture, who belongs to whom?" Han Changqing glanced at him lightly and asked.
Asking Shui smiled coldly, the elevator opened, he strode out, and said, "Your vision, Ben Shao is definitely a grade different from you." ”
In the morning, there are very few people in the café.
Asking the water to hold roses, whistling, the whole person is graceful, he is in a happy mood, walking forward, staring at the window with black eyes, sitting on a plump figure.
"It's her. Asking the water pushed Han Changqing, he took the rose and pointed forward.
The girl had slender black hair and waist-length hair, and was quietly reading a book, taking a sip of coffee, with a red rose on her left.
"See. Han Changqing's footsteps were anxious, and he also wanted to see it.
Looking at her back, her hair is slender, her figure is good, and she is wearing a white dress, looking at her back is exciting. But they overlooked one detail.
If it's so beautiful, why doesn't anyone pick up a conversation, is it too cold?
"Ahem, hello. Asking the water was very nervous, and strode forward, holding the roses and preparing to speak.
The roses in his hands fell, and the peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, watching the man raise his head, looking at him with affection, blinking constantly, his lips swollen like sausages, his nose flattened, and a large black mole on the left side of his face.
"Are you asking less?" the other man's voice was hoarse and magnetic, and he winked at him.
Seeing this, Han Changqing thought it was very beautiful, and he was shocked by Wenshui, he rushed forward, and after taking a look, he almost threw up.
Asked the water mouth to open widely, looked at the man and smiled, reached out to untie the collar, put the coffee on his chest, and proudly said, "My chest can hold the cup." ”
"Damn. Asking Shui was directly rude, took half a step back, pushed Han Changqing and pointed, "His surname is asked, I am not the person you are looking for." ”
As he spoke, he ran away.
Han Changqing wanted to run, but was grabbed by the man, his hand was touched by the man, and he was about to kiss him.
"Bang" Han Changqing looked at him and wanted to kiss him, no matter what the scene was, he raised his foot and kicked it.
The man fell to the ground, Han Changqing strode away, and saw Wen Shui gasping while holding the phone and yelling: "What kind of blind date?
"Young master, misunderstanding! I got the wrong information. The housekeeper was scolded, and after looking through the information, he found that he had made an appointment with the wrong person.
Asked Shui unhappily and said, "Housekeeper, do you dare to be more reliable?"
Han Changqing ran into the elevator and asked the water to go in, but he was hugged from behind and whispered: "Ask less, don't go! ”
Wen Shui looked at the hand around his waist, saw the man's hand, and touched it under him.
"Bang. Ask Shui to swing his fist, some punches to go.
He threw himself into the elevator, Han Changqing avoided him and said, "Next time this happens, don't call me again." ”
I just saw the back, and I thought it was a lady, who was an uncle-level ladyboy, and she was also drunk.
"Do you think this is a little thought?" asked Shui looking in the mirror, he was still handsome just now, and now he was listless, he pursed his lips and glanced at Han Changqing.
"What is the source of the poisonous blood on my sister-in-law?" Han Changqing asked in a deep voice.
Asking Shui to raise his feet and walk out, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "Madam?"
"What madam?" Han Changqing looked up, it was empty, there was nothing.
Wen Shui Zhi frowned, thinking of the mobile phone number that had been erased for more than ten years, and then thinking about the figure, he strode forward and found that there was nothing in the corridor.
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