Chapter 124: Xingshi

Wang Luo's smoking has long been quit, and he was smoked by Kim Taeyeon angrily last time, and this time he smoked, not angry, but a little afraid. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because when he was chatting with Bishop Cui, he knew that a sniper rifle should be aimed at his head, so he suddenly became ruthless and said those words.

He really has no idea about these big guys fighting, he just wants to live his little life well.

But with his guilt, Wang Luo's own existence is the temptation to attract those big shots, because Wang Luo is a treasure knife that does not roll up in a hundred battles, and everyone wants to use it, Cui Shien, Dr. An, and too many people.

Wang Luo only hopes that these people will let him go, he is now just a hard-working young man who wants to be a father.

Chang Menzuo was stopped by Wang Luo's question, and then patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Monks don't smoke. ”

Wang Luo's face softened a little, and he let out a sigh of relief, "I will do what I promised you." ”

"Amitabha." Tsunetozo smiled and saluted.

Wang Luo waved his hand and ran towards the parking lot in front.

Liu Shizhen and Li Fuzhen were leaning on the side of the car and waiting for him.

"Don't take your car anymore, Sister Fuzhen will send me." Wang Luo patted Liu Shizhen on the shoulder.

"I'd like to get you a drink or two." Liu Shizhen said regretfully.

"Not today, his backyard is on fire today." Li Fuzhen pursed his lips and smiled.

"Oh yes." Liu Shizhen patted his head and gave Wang Luo a thumbs up, "Zhiyan's figure is really good." ”

"You roll me up, baby cow." The corners of Wang Luo's mouth twitched.

"What do you mean?" Liu Shizhen was stunned.

"Roll the calves!" Wang Luo kicked him.

Liu Shizhen laughed and jumped into the Humvee and drove away.

Wang Luo turned his head to look at Li Fuzhen, who was covering his mouth and snickering.

Li Fuzhen pursed her lips and blinked her eyes, they are all women in their fifties, and they are still as tender as big girls.

"I'm serious, very serious to ask you something." Wang Luo wrapped Li Fuzhen in his arm.

"Even, it's weird." Li Fuzhen's face was slightly red, and he covered his mouth and said angrily.

"Is that son of yours mine or not?" Wang Luo said very seriously.

Li Fuzhen frowned, rolled his eyes, and took out his mobile phone.

Wang Luo looked at the blonde photo above, and didn't know why he was a little regretful.

This eye color is definitely not your own species.

"Satisfied?" Li Fuzhen glanced at Wang Luo.

"It's a bit of a pity." Wang Luo said honestly.

Li Fuzhen's hand pulling the car door trembled violently, and he turned his head to look at Wang Luo in dismay.

Wang Luo smiled and walked around to sit in the co-pilot.

"Drive." Wang Luo fastened his seat belt and found that Li Fuzhen was still staring at him.

"Bastard!" Li Fuzhen suddenly had red eyes, gritted his teeth and scolded.

Wang Luo touched his nose and did not speak.

Li Fuzhen's car drove too fiercely, and Wang Luo didn't dare to speak all the way.

It wasn't until he stopped at the door of the tara dormitory that Li Fuzhen said softly, "It seems that you really put it down." ”

Wang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "What?" ”

Li Fuzhen stared at Wang Luo's smiling face and shook his head, "It's nothing." ”

"By the way, my first child's godmother, do you want to be it?" When Wang Luo got out of the car, he held on to the car door and smiled.

"The child's own mother is enough, what else do you want to do as a mother?" Li Fuzhen bit his lower lip lightly.

"It's different, who made his godmother rich." Wang Luo smiled.

Li Fuzhen looked at Wang Luo's face, and his eyes seemed to travel back in time and space to more than ten years ago.

It wasn't until Li Fuzhen's car disappeared from sight that Wang Luo restrained his smile, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door of the villa.

When Wang Luo entered the upper and lower floors of the villa, Han Eunjing, Park Hyo-min, Park In-jing and Quan Baolan were all sitting quietly on the sofa watching TV.

"You're here?" Park Hyo-min got up and greeted him, holding Wang Luo's arm and said in a coquettish voice.

"What about people." Wang Luo pinched Park Hyomin's little face and asked with a smile.

"What are you going to do?" Park Hyo-min smiled stiffly and asked a little nervously.

"Yes." Wang Luo nodded.

"Huh?" Park Hyo-min was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and patted Wang Luo with a red face, "Is there anything serious!" ”

"I'm very serious, very serious." Wang Luo sat on the sofa and was anxious. ”

"Let's talk first." Park Hyo-min sat in Wang Luo's arms, hugging his neck, and said delicately.

"You came up with the idea?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Of course not!" Park Hyo-min hurriedly shook his head and cleared up the relationship.

"We'll talk later." Wang Luo kissed Park Hyo-min's little hand.

"But I took the picture." Park Hyo-min shrunk his shoulders and whispered.

Wang Luo's smile stiffened, and he opened his mouth to bite Park Hyomin's finger.

"Yikes!" Park Hyo-min exclaimed.

"Hey, hey, if you have something to say, don't do it." Quan Baolan lifted from stealth mode, sat down next to Wang Luo and patted his face, "Quickly let go, how can you bite." ”

"Pos, you helped you think of it?" Wang Luo bit Park Hyo-min's fragrant fingers and squinted at Quan Baolan.

"Of course not." Quan Baolan quickly shook his head.

Wang Luo blinked and found that Quan Baolan didn't have a 'but', "But you are guilty of not reporting it if you know it." ”

"Rely on the demon, I didn't even know she was going to release an album!" Quan Baolan hammered Wang Luo in shame.

"Who knows?" Wang Luo squinted, lingering on the faces of Han Enjing and Park Renjing.

"I certainly don't know." Park Injing crossed Erlang's legs on the high stool, and the young woman's temperament was undoubtedly displayed.

"I don't know." Han Enjing also shook her little head, and she looked even cuter with her medium-long hair.

"It's strange to break your sentence." Wang Luo said with a smile.

"President, how should I punish a major problem like Park Ji-yeon's private actions from the organization?" Quan Baolan asked curiously.

"You won't want to know." Wang Luo hooked the corners of his mouth.

Looking at Wang Luo's smile, Quan Baolan shrank into the corner of the sofa with her chest in her arms, and stared at Wang Luo with a blushing face.

"I don't care how you punish me, Park Ji-yeon is taunting me today." Park In-jeong blew on her red-painted nails and said lightly.

Han Enjing stared at Park Renjing with wide eyes, how could there be a complaint.

Park Hyo-min also looked at Park Renjing helplessly, kissed Wang Luo on the face, and smiled with a smile, "Don't you want to hear the reason?" ”

"You only have a reason when you do something wrong." Wang Luo squinted his eyes, hugged Park Hyomin's thin waist and smiled.

"It's an excuse to do something wrong, and the reason is good." Park Hyo-min said seriously: "Ji-yeon wants to surprise you." ”

"He's a surprise to men all over the world." Wang Luo sneered.

"Uh, do you really care?" Park Hyo-min's smile froze.

"Honestly, I don't mind." Wang Luo shook his head.

Park Hyo-min breathed a sigh of relief.

"But when did you ever see me being honest?" Wang Luo then said. (To be continued.) )