Qing Yao didn't want to see a fat-headed and big-eared man looking at their beautiful sister with obscene eyes, but seeing that Meow Seventeen wanted to go like this, he had to take her to open her eyes.

When the beauties all entered the building, Qing Yao walked out from behind the flowers with Meow Seventeen in his arms and walked to the tall building in front.

The thugs guarding the back door looked very fierce, but when they saw Qing Yao, they were more dog-legged than the other, "Little master, do you want to go to the building to play today?" ”

Qingyao said to the thug with a cold face, "Sister Qinglian's cat is very beautiful, I like it very much, I just saw Sister Qinglian go in, I'll go tell her about cats." ”

When the thug saw Meow Seventeen held by Qing Yao, he immediately flattered, "This is the little white raised by Miss Qinglian, right?" On weekdays, Miss Qinglian didn't think it looked good when she hugged us, but now when you hug the little master, it suddenly feels different, it's really good-looking and well-behaved! ”

“……”

Meow Seventeen rolled her eyes, she was already desperate for the eyes of the Terrans, they couldn't tell the difference between the two cats.

Qing Yao didn't explain, his eyes motioned for the thug to give way, and the thug quickly got out of the way with a smile on his face, hunched over and asked Qing Yao to go in.

As Qing Yao walked into the building, Meow Seventeen looked around curiously in Qing Yao's arms.

Because it was daytime, the Qinglou was not in business, so the building was very clean at this time, and even the cleaning mothers-in-law had left.

As for the furnishings and decorations, they are either red or green, and the colors are very bright, and at first glance they are different from the restaurants she has been to.

The liveliest part of this time is the second floor.

The laughter and laughter of the dozens of warblers and swallows above can even be heard clearly downstairs.

"Little master, you are really handsome, the slave is so old, you have seen so many guests, and you have never seen a handsome young man like you!"

"But no, if you can serve you, young master, you won't give the slave family any money, and the slave family will be willing to serve you for one night!"

"Little Master, this is your first time coming to Qinglou, right? Don't be so restrained, let go a little, you see how open the slaves are, the slaves will give you a smile, and you will also show a little smile for the slaves to see, okay? Such a handsome face, if you don't smile, it's already so provocative, if you laugh, I don't know what kind of style it should be! ”

“……”

A laugh came into Meow Seventeen's ears, and she looked up at the second floor with a curious expression.

Little master?

It turned out to be a young man, not a lewd middle-aged rich businessman as she thought.

And it sounds so handsome? How handsome can you be?

Meow Seventeen's face appeared in Murong Li's mind, and she thought to herself, I don't know if this little young master is compared to Murong Li......

Uh-huh?

Why did she really seem to see Murong Li's face?

As soon as Meow Seventeen thought of Murong Li's face that could make flowers lose color when he smiled, Qing Yao carried her out from the back of the stairs and walked into the center of the hall, so the figure of the little young master on the second floor fell into her eyes.

is so familiar, so handsome, even if it is cold and impersonal with a straight face, it makes people can't take their eyes off it, and it is so unique that people can't be misunderstood.

Meow Seventeen looked at it stupidly, there were no warblers in front of him, only Murong Li's face could be seen, and there was only one sentence in his mind that frantically swiped the screen-

She also thought that Murong Li, the wounded man, pretended to take a bath in order to break her up so that he could steal her letter of recommendation, but he turned out to deliberately break her up so that he secretly came to the Qinglou to find a girl?

Oh my God, how is he going to fight the girls for 300 rounds with all his wounds?

Is he so?

Can't you wait and wait, aren't you afraid that the wound will burst and blood will be spilled all over the bed?