Han Jiujiu: "......"

Yes, it seems that she can't run away today, just look at it, who is afraid of whom, my sister is young and beautiful, she can slap her face in the hall, and she can slap the big man with one hand, there is nothing to mind.

Isn't it the ex?

Holding Han Jiujiu's hand, Quan Shi walked in with her.

As soon as he entered, Han Jiujiu was shocked at a glance.

This furnishings, this design, these furniture, aren't they all the looks of her boudoir in the Korean Mansion before she died?

How is it possible to reproduce it here?!

This could not be the matter, but it was presented in front of Han Jiujiu at this moment.

The only thing she thought of was Ma Sheng.

He knew that it was not an exaggeration, but this was obviously the room of the woman who was in power.

She had never known Quan Shi in the slightest, so how could she be here.

Shaking off Quan Shi's hand, Han Jiujiu was shocked and even his steps were vain, and a few stumbles knocked down the white covered painting table behind him.

fell with the painting, Han Jiujiu cried out in pain: "Ah......"

Quan Shi immediately went to help her up, but was thrown away by Han Jiujiu, Han Jiujiu gritted his teeth and endured the pain, looked at him with a complicated expression, and said word by word: "What the hell is going on?" ”

Quan Shi frowned: "Forgotten?" Our room. ”

Han Jiujiu closed her eyes in frustration, how could she forget that he was drunk, and it was impossible to even answer her words.

When I wanted to stand up, I was going to hold on to the easel, but I accidentally tore off the white cloth on it.

Han Jiujiu had nothing to say at this moment.

Isn't she the one smiling in the painting?

Her appearance before she was reborn.

The city is unparalleled, beautiful and moving.

Han Jiujiu didn't hesitate at this moment, and immediately called Ma Sheng.

As soon as the phone was connected, Han Jiujiu couldn't wait to roar angrily: "Why is the room on the third floor of the villa in my previous things, as well as the portrait...... Isn't that what the women did before the time? What the hell are you hiding from me? Yes! ”

On the other end of the phone, there was only the sound of Ma Sheng's breathing for a long time.

He was silent, perhaps thinking about what to say to him.

"Say it......" Han Jiujiu became impatient.

With a long sigh, Ma Sheng just said, "What about the master?" ”

"He? He was in the ......" Han Jiujiu looked around, and then found Quan squatting next to him.

Han Jiujiu was frightened, what is this.

What do you do on the ground?

Han Jiujiu rubbed the corners of his forehead with a headache, and said to the phone: "Quan Shi, I'm drunk, I'll only give you half an hour, you hurry over." ”

When the words fell, he hung up immediately, without giving Ma Sheng a chance to react at all.

Han Jiujiu walked up to Quan Shi, and then squatted like him, with an extremely tangled and complicated expression on his face: "That...... What are you doing, big devil? ”

The squatting Quan Shi felt obedient inexplicably, and even the original darkness and darkness in his eyes were gone, a little pitiful, his eyes drooped slightly, looking at the floor, not answering her questions, as if he had been bullied.

Han Jiujiu took a deep breath.

If it weren't for the fact that this incident had too much impact on her, she would have been eager to rub such a big devil.

The drunken devil turned out to be so kawaii.

What is it that has this magic? It's literal.

"Why didn't you answer my question?"

Quan Shi continued to ignore her.

Han Jiujiu was indifferent, he was angry, he raised his hand and was about to poke him, but he avoided him, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were already rippling with tears, and the pear blossom was in tears.