After being comfortable for a while, Chu Qiao was about to talk to the iceberg man about redemption, and as soon as he turned around, he heard a cool sentence: "Miss Chu, please fasten your seat belt." ”

Patronizing and being comfortable, I have forgotten such a simple safety common sense, or have I stayed in the slave market for a long time, and my IQ has also been lowered?

Chu Qiao pursed his lips, pulled the seat belt and fastened it honestly.

"That, Seventh Master ......" Chu Qiao pulled his seat belt and turned around, and said hello stubbornly. That's what the henchman called him, right? I don't know if it's the right name.

"I don't like to be disturbed when I'm reading." The seventh master's cold gaze fell on the magazine, and he didn't even look at Chu Qiao, and a sentence directly sealed her mouth.

Chu Qiao was speechless, she didn't expect to die before she left the school, and before she could get to the point, people had already blocked her way. Unconvinced, he glanced at the magazine in his hand.

A pair of peach blossom eyes widened.

Reading books, you don't know if the book is reversed, and dare to say that you don't like to be disturbed when you read books! You just don't want me to talk, do you? Miss Chu, who was not afraid of death, snorted in her nostrils and said, "Seventh Master, you have taken the book backwards." ”

When Mo Yao heard this, his face turned green, and he glared at Chu Qiao angrily.

When Beiying heard this, he sneered and laughed. Then I thought that the behavior of ridiculing the master was too unprofessional, so I forced back the laughter.

After hearing Beiying's laughter, Mo Yao's eyes became colder and colder, and his ink-stained eyes were full of colors that seemed to swallow Chu Qiao.

Chu Qiao trembled, the iceberg man was really terrifying! Silently turned around, shrunk, and rolled his body into the seat, as much as possible to reduce his sense of storage, and hated to get into the seat.

When we finally arrived at the location, the black Rolls-Royce stopped, and what greeted me was a manor house of a luxury hotel. The servant in front of the door respectfully opened the door, saluted the man in the car, and the car slowly drove in.

Chu Qiao's mouth opened wide in surprise.

Luxury! She looks a little depressed now, and she is also the rich man in D City, but such a luxurious hotel suite, no, it is a separate manor-style bungalow in the hotel, and it is the first time she has seen it.

The servant respectfully opened the car door, and Mo Yao lowered his head and got out of the car. After getting out of the car, he walked straight to the manor, and his domineering back disappeared into the foyer.

Chu Qiao clenched his fists at his back, what are you dragging my son is more than you. Thinking of his own Lao Tzu, Chu Qiao was unconsciously silent, and a little sad feelings suddenly appeared in his heart.

Missing for half a month, the family should be in a hurry, right?

In a primeval mountain forest in City D, with undulating peaks and mountains, steep cliffs everywhere, and dangerous mountains, the search team of the People's Liberation Army is conducting a rapid search in the dense forest, and behind them is a wave of civilian teams launched on the Internet.

Last night, a torrential rain, the humidity on the mountain increased, which made everyone's worries even heavier, and unconsciously accelerated the pace of searching.

A secret team of agents blended in with the crowd, carefully searching for every clue, and there were very few people in D City who could drive them.

Retracting his gaze from the huge European-style courtyard, Chu Qiao got out of the car.

The servant drove away, Beiying stood at the door embarrassed, and Mo Yao left without saying a word, without explaining how to settle this little refugee.

Beiying didn't speak, and Chu Qiao didn't know where to go, so he stood in front of the door of the bungalow with Beiying in a daze.

Big-eyed staring, looking at each other and disgusting each other.

"Bring her up."