Chapter 37: This Muscle Can Kill Her!

"I like ...... like you," Blair touched her chin with a finger.

"Walk slowly."

Get out of here!

Stinky man!

Disgusting to death.

As soon as they left, she locked the door.

This new skirt is not only exposed, but also a light layer of veil......

Jiang Nuan can imagine that wearing it on her body vaguely outlines her figure.

Wear your uncle!

The skirt in his hand was torn directly.

As night fell, the concert began.

When it was her turn to play, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

A white light shone on her.

She leaned over to look at the white shoulders on the ground, her right hand seemingly touching her left ankle in waiting.

The prelude to the music sounded, slowly, like a small bridge flowing water.

She got up slowly, her aqua blue dress gentle in the light.

Her face appeared on the huge screen behind the stage.

"What a beautiful girl......"

"Looks so beautiful......"

The scene was jubilant.

Gu Qianqi was sitting in the office, and the live broadcast was playing on the computer.

The dark gaze stared deeply at the dancing figure.

"Boss, if you want to see it, go to the scene!"

Fang Qing didn't understand, the boss obviously cared so much about Miss Jiang, if he didn't go to see it, the ticket would be given to him!

He wants to go to a concert!

Tickets were thrown in the trash.

"I want to see her, every day, need to go to that noisy place?" Gu Qianqi's eyes suddenly locked, and the man looked at him with warm eyes......

"You go pick her up."

"Forget it, I'll go myself." Gu Qianqi picked up the suit on the back of the chair and strode out.

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As soon as the dance was over, Jiang Nuan didn't even change her skirt and was about to slip away.

"Miss Jiang, where are you going?"

Blair's assistant!

This muscle can clamp her to death!

"Bathroom ......"

"This side of the bathroom!" The assistant unconsciously showed off the muscles of his arm.

That look, as if to say, if you dare to run, I will kill you!

I'm so scared!

Uncle Qi, help!

Help!

Jiang Nuan returned to his lounge and sent a message to Gu Qianqi.

What to do?

She stood at the door, opened a crack in the door, what a plane!

Bodyguards were also sent to guard the door.

Did Blair know she was going to run?

As soon as she was supposed to go straight down from the stage and walk to the audience.

See how he stops.

"Chiki! You may be mistaken! How could Blair be imprisoned Nuan Nuan? I just performed on stage! ”

Isn't this Li Pujia's voice?

The concert outside is over?

"Uncle Qi!"

Jiang Nuan knocked on the door.

"Open the door." Gu Qianqi's dark eyes were cold.

"What's wrong?" The glittering Blair took the microphone and walked over with a smile, "Open the door!" Don't let go of what to do! ”

The bodyguard opened the door.

"Warm!"

"Uncle......" Jiang Nuan hugged him.

"What does this mean, Mr. Blair?" Gu Qianqi gently patted Jiang Nuan's back, with a cold breath all over her body.

Yingting's eyebrows are like sharp arrows.

"There is a celebration banquet at the end of the concert, let's go together! Why hasn't Nuan Nuan changed her clothes yet, let you change your clothes first, and then let the bodyguards guard at the door, for fear that someone would break in, did Nuan Nuan misunderstand something? ”

This man changes his face faster than he can turn a book.

"I think it's pretty ...... As for the celebration banquet, I won't go, I've been rehearsing for the past few days, and I'm a little tired......"

"Let's go together, eating is also resting, don't misunderstand Mr. Blair, you have to give him a time to apologize, you shouldn't let the bodyguards guard the door."