On the urban street, Bo Qing pedaled the tricycle hard, followed by a large number of people eating melons, like thousands of horses galloping past......

And the culprit always looked around in the car with an innocent face.

"Brother, why are those people running after us?"

"Why are we running?"

"Do you have a grudge against them?"

"Shut up!" The roar of the collapse of the feelings!

The ears were finally cleared.

Half of Bo Qing's life ran away, and a team of black Mercedes-Benz cars came and stopped on the side of the street, and a group of black-clothed bodyguards cheered down from the car, and the well-trained ones quickly separated the crowd and protected Bo Qing and Murong Xuxu.

Bo Qing, who was already tired and paralyzed, grabbed the handle of the faucet and panted loudly.

Qin Haoshu and the secretary forcibly transferred the two to the car despite Murong Xuxu's resistance.

Black Mercedes cars whizzed away around the Bentley.

On the way, Murong vividly watched the scene of speeding by outside the car window and danced excitedly.

"Wow wow! Why is this iron mount running so fast? ”

"Because it's filled with gasoline!" Qin Haoshu, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, answered without thinking.

"Why can you run so fast when you have gasoline?"

"Oil can burn, retarded!"

"You're mentally retarded! I know that oil can burn, but what does it have to do with how fast it can run? ”

"Oil combustion produces heat energy, heat energy drives the engine, and the engine generates power and propels ...... it! You don't get motion sickness anymore? Qin Haoshu turned his head abruptly and glared at Murong like a ghost.

"What is motion sickness?" Murong blinked his eyes, looking at him ignorantly and innocently.

Unlike the previous few times when he vomited as soon as he got in the car, now this little madman looks energetic and lively, obviously not compatible with motion sickness.

Qin Haoshu looked at Bo Qing with a sympathetic expression.

FeelingsToday, someone pedaled a tricycle for most of the day, tired with a dog, and was thrown into the Pacific Ocean, and it turned out to be shabu.

Qin Haoshu covered his mouth violently, and in the next second, he couldn't hold back and covered his stomach hahaha laughed loudly.

"Stop!"

Bo Qing suddenly roared, Bentley's car stopped on the side of the road, Bo Qing got out of the car angrily, pulled the car door and dragged Murong Xuxu off the car and threw it on the side of the road, jumped into the car and drove away.

Murong looked at his white plaster legs, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and looked at who I am, where I am, and what I have experienced.

After ten minutes on the side of the road, the Bentley came back violently, Bo Qing jumped out of the car, dragged Murong Xuxu up from the ground, threw it in the back seat of the car, slammed the door, and turned to the passenger seat, dragged Comrade Qin Haoshu, a melon-eating crowd, from the co-pilot's seat, beat him violently, and after beating him, he took off his wallet, mobile phone, ring, watch, and shirt and jacket on his body and threw them to the car, leaving only a pair of boxers for him, jumped in the car, and drove away.

"! Fickle! Bastard! You give the old \/son waiting! Old \/son and you don\/finish! ”

When the car drove home, Bo Qing didn't look at her, and got out of the car and went back to the room angrily.

The bodyguard came over to drive only to find that there was a Murong Lifelike in the car.

“……”

How did Mr. Bo get this troublemaker back? Is it embarrassing that it is not bad enough?

The bodyguard slandered the belly, but since Bo Qing picked up the person, he still respectfully invited Murong to get out of the car.

Murong Xuxu dragged her heavy plaster legs into the living room, and the maids who were cleaning immediately dispersed when they saw her.

“……”

Is she so scary?

Now the subordinate is really not polite at all!

Murong snorted dissatisfiedly and moved to the sofa and sat down.

There was fresh fruit on the coffee table, and Murong Xuxu grabbed an apple and observed the surroundings while nibbling on it.

Yesterday and today, she didn't take a closer look at her brother's residence.

Small!

It's so small!

Murong Xu complained, his eyes quickly attracted by the remote control on the coffee table.

Hey? What is it?

Oops, this thing is kind of fun to press!

Murong pressed it all the time, and finally pressed the power button, and the large LCD TV directly opposite the sofa started silently......