Chapter 362: My name is Fu Luo
The man raised his eyebrows, and his thin and indifferent eyes revealed a little suspicion.
After a few seconds, he immediately reacted, "I'm sorry, sir. ”
His etiquette is very good, just like a prince who really came out of the royal family, if you ignore the cruel coldness that flashed in his eyes just now because Xiao Li hit him.
"Sir?" Xiao Li snorted coldly, "Master, I'm still young!" ”
Originally, because he was rectified by Qi Xingyan, he was in a bad mood, and when he came out, he bumped into someone and was called "Miss." ”
Dress like this.
He's just like the girls in the red light district.
Phew.
Xiao Li's eyes were filled with anger.
I saw the man opposite slowly dusting off his suit, then raised his watch to look at the time, and when it was still early to determine the time, he looked at him with interest, "First of all, I apologize for what happened just now, based on what people can see, if this dress does not fade clean, there is really a sense of fake girl's vision, of course, you can also take it as if I am praising your beauty in disguise." ”
"Besides, the word "lord" is a title for an elder or an older person, isn't it more obvious that he is older than 'sir'?"
He spoke methodically.
Xiao Li was impatient with him.
"Brother, I said that you don't look very old, why are you such a mother-in-law?"
The man on the opposite side looked young, that is, the same age as Teacher Qi.
However, compared to Qi Xingyan, the dark aura on his body was stronger.
Like some kind of dangerous and difficult character.
However, who is Xiao Li?
Scared of the air, still afraid of a nameless person?
In addition to being crazy and cool, the little master of the Xiao family really doesn't know the word "afraid".
"Brother?"
The man opposite pondered these two words with great interest, his eyes dark, and there was a dim and unknown light.
"What's wrong?"
The more he looked like this, the more curious Xiao Li became.
It's just a mantra of his.
"It's okay, it's just that no one called it for a long time."
It's not that I don't have it, it's that I don't
No one dared to call him a brother in front of Fu Luo.
The corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised, and his gestures were full of luxury.
Especially this smile, even the bodyguards staring at the helicopter in the air were slightly surprised.
There are rumors in Kyoto.
Fu Gongzi smiled, and immediately thousands of girls would fall under his suit pants.
This person is very elegant, and the more he gets along, the more he can feel the incomparable nobility from his movements, as well as ...... A little bit of ruthlessness.
"What's your name?"
The man asked elegantly and calmly.
"Xiao Li."
Xiao Li was very impatient, and wanted to take out a cigarette from his pocket, but touched the lace of the skirt.
He cursed in a low voice, and looked at the man's good-looking eyes, "Brother, is there any smoke?" ”
"Nope." Fu Luo said lightly.
"Damn, you don't smoke?"
"Hmm." Fu Luo's face was still calm and indifferent, without the slightest restraint and displeasure revealed by Xiao Li's ridicule, and then he added, "I don't like smoking, and I don't like smokers." ”
Therefore, as long as Fu Luo Fu Gongzi attended, naturally no one dared to smoke.
This dusty temperament in him sometimes makes people feel that those vulgar smoke will disturb his natural nobility.
No, he is a handsome and luxurious statue.
He is the devil of hell.
There is bloodthirsty cruelty in the ferocity, like a handsome vampire with blood on the corner of his mouth in the dark.
A voice came from the headset.
Fu Luo let out a faint "um".
Then he bowed his head: "I'm Fu Luo, I'll see you again." ”
With that, he strode across his shoulders and strode into the auditorium.