Chapter 109 Looking for Me Something?

At the end of the concert, order needs to be maintained, and this kind of work is usually left to the host. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Good work." Wang Luo smiled and touched her head and poured a glass of water.

Song Jihyo held the beer and blinked his eyes wide, and smiled.

"Laughing at what?" Wang Luo looked at her suspiciously.

"Good figure." Song Zhixiao said with a slightly red face.

"Well." Wang Luo stretched his figure, and the muscle lines on his body became tougher.

"I heard that the company has a kind of president benefit?" Song Zhixiao swallowed his saliva, reached out and poked Wang Luo's abdominal muscles, and then couldn't help but touch his mermaid line.

Wang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled and grabbed her hand, "Listen to whom." ”

"Listening to what Chu Long said, they said that if they work hard, they will have the president's benefits." Song Zhixiao blushed and broke away from Wang Luo's hand.

"You're a lot old, and you still believe a bunch of kids?" Wang Luo smiled and shook his head.

"Who's a lot older!" Song Ji-hyo's expression changed, like a little tiger with fried hair.

"Well, I mean, you're more mature." Wang Luo hurriedly changed his words, and subconsciously looked at Song Zhixiao's figure in a dress.

"Hmph, you stinky men, you all like to be young and pretty." Song Jihyo pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Not all, there are still some who like to be older." Wang Luo said seriously.

Song Zhixiao waved his fist and smashed Wang Luoyi and took a sip of beer.

"Have you ever thought about solving a lifelong problem?" Wang Luo asked, propping up the table.

"I'm 34 this year, and I'll stay up for another year." Song Jihyo smiled and blinked.

"What do you mean by staying up for another year?" Wang Luo was a little puzzled.

"If you stay up for another year, you'll be 35." Song Zhixiao looked at Wang Luo meaningfully.

"So what?" Wang Luo became more and more confused.

"Didn't you say that no one wanted me until I was 35, and you wanted me!" Song Jihyo shouted with a red face, his tone a little annoyed.

Wang Luo was stunned, smiled and touched his cheek, "Feelings, you have been guarding yourself like jade for so many years, all for me?" ”

"Phew, don't you want a face." Song Jihyo snorted lightly: "I'm just celibate." ”

"Well, then it's none of my business." Wang Luo smiled.

"But you can't be an old virgin." Song Zhixiao blinked his big eyes and looked at Wang Luo in a flash.

"Oh, you're a hooligan here with me?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

"So, what exactly is the requirement for the president's welfare?" Song Ji Hyo's expression suddenly changed, and he licked his red lips with great charm, lowered his voice and asked, "I mean, Kim Tae-hee's kind." ”

Wang Luo was stunned.

"Forget it, I'll ask her myself." Song Zhixiao pursed his lips and rubbed a hand of oil on his waist as he bypassed Wang Luo.

Wang Luo took a sip of boiled water, smiled after seeing Song Zhixiao twist his thin waist and go upstairs, walked to Cheng Xiao's side, and looked at the little girl's red cheeks sleeping in a daze.

Because there are still some girls who are not very familiar, Wang Luo naturally can't sleep together at night, and there are a few underage children.

Wang Luo got up after lying down for a while, ready to go upstairs to sleep with a quilt, and just walked to the staircase, he met Cui Xueli wearing a cool vest and shorts.

"Hey, where is OPPA going?" Cui Xueli looked at the quilt in Wang Luo's arms and was stunned.

"I can't huddle with you." Wang Luo smiled.

"Actually, no one cares." Cui Xueli looked at Wang Luo with big watery eyes, and her cheeks became more and more red.

"The main thing is that you must be playing late, I'm afraid that it will make me sleep." Wang Luo smiled.

Cui Shirley pursed the corners of her lips, as if she remembered something, "By the way, my grandmother asked me to invite you, their church will have a blessing event next week, and I want to invite you to participate." ”

Wang Luo frowned slightly, and then nodded, "I know, you wait and talk to Taixi again, I'm afraid I forgot." ”

Seeing that Wang Luo didn't seem to have any desire to continue chatting, Cui Xueli didn't know much of each other, and watched Wang Luo go up to the third floor with the quilt in his arms.

"Snowball, what are you doing here?" Zheng Xiujing, who was also dressed coolly, wiped her long hair and asked curiously.

"Huh? It's okay. Cui Xueli came back to her senses and looked at Zheng Xiujing, her expression was a little unnatural.

"Mysterious." Zheng Xiujing frowned and looked at Cui Xueli suspiciously, wrinkling her nose and sniffing at her.

"You're a puppy." Cui Xueli pushed Zheng Xiujing's face away.

Zheng Xiujing scratched her head, "There's no smell on him, he didn't bully you?" ”

"Who?" Cui Xueli was stunned for a moment, then reacted and slapped her with a red face, "What are you thinking~"

"Look at you like a nymphomaniac who can't give up." Zheng Xiujing pursed her lips, "I thought I took advantage of him." ”

"Hmph, President Wang is not the kind of bad guy you said." Cui Xueli retorted dissatisfiedly.

"Too lazy to care." Zheng Xiujing stretched and looked at the next floor, "What about others." ”

"Go to bed." Sherry Cui sat cross-legged on the floor playing with her phone.

"It's kind of interesting." Zheng Xiujing snorted.

There were more and more people coming down one after another, and they were getting more and more lively, and finally even Cheng Xiao, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up, leaning on Cui Xiuying's side with her cheeks puffed out and her eyes full of confusion, yawning, listening to these 'sisters and aunts' chatting.

It may be the sequelae of the excitement of the concert, the girls are not sleepy, and the more they talk, the more excited they become, Kim Tae-hee seems to have a soft spot for this lively atmosphere.

Downstairs, the laughter of Yingying Yanyan spread to the third floor, and Wang Luo, who was looking at the skylight in a daze, came back to his senses and licked the corners of his mouth, sighed, closed his eyes, and looked for sleep.

When Wang Luo got up and went downstairs the next day, a layer of pink and white jade legs was more dazzling than the morning light outside.

Wang Luo swallowed his saliva and went out for a run without squinting.

After running around the manor, which was full of bunkers and forklifts, Wang Luo went to a specially built three-story platform to blow the wind, and this high platform could see part of the scene outside the manor, as well as the moat outside.

I don't know how long it took, another person climbed up on the high platform, Wang Luo looked back, and Quan Bao'er, who was out of breath and had a flushed face, climbed up.

"Pull me along." Quan Bao'er gasped and shouted dissatisfiedly.

Wang Luo smiled and stretched out his hand to grab Quan Bao'er's soft little hand, and pulled her up with a slight force.

"I'm exhausted." After Quan Bao'er came up, he lay directly on the floor of the high platform and complained: "Why are you so high?" Spotting the enemy? ”

"Pretty much." Wang Luo smiled and shook his head: "Why did you get up so early?" ”

"I'm used to getting up in the morning to go for a run, no matter how late I sleep." Quan Bao'er said with a smile.

"It's a good habit, is it because you're too idle?" Wang Luo blinked.

"Phew, I'm self-cultivation." Quan Bao'er said softly.

"Yes, you're carefree anyway." Wang Luo smiled: "Looking for me?" ”

"Something must be wrong with you?" Quan Bao'er glared at Wang Luo.

Wang Luo nodded: "Anyway, it's okay, you won't look for me." (To be continued.) )