The corners of Mozu Beitan's mouth were slightly raised, and the tip of his slightly cool nose rubbed against the woman's, exhaling ambiguously hot air: "I'm afraid that my husband will be fascinated by her beauty and kick you?" ”

Asa Zike snorted coldly: "In terms of appearance, I'm still very confident, okay, besides, if she really robs me, I have a magic weapon to win!" ”

"What?"

Asa Zike patted his lower abdomen, and his chin was about to be raised.

Mozu Beitan couldn't help chuckling, scratched the woman's nose dotingly, turned over and got out of bed: "Get up, have breakfast." ”

When the man walked into the bathroom, the mobile phone at the bedside rang softly, and Asa Zike took the mobile phone and looked at it: I am waiting for you in the coffee shop near the 'Modi Group', and I will see you at one o'clock in the afternoon.

Asa Zike pursed his lips, his beautiful eyes turned, and he replied with a message: Okay, you must wait for me!

Throwing the phone aside, Asako Ke strode towards the kitchen.

At the dining table, Qianzike's appetite was surprisingly good, and one person ate the amount of two people before he was full, and Mozu Beitan couldn't help but tease: "If you eat like this, you can eat me poor sooner or later." ”

Ridge Nianfeng on the side rolled his eyes, and put the roasted sausage on his plate in Qianzike's bowl: "Come, girl, eat more, just eat him!" ”

Asa Zike giggled, and put the roasted sausage back on Ridge Nianfeng's plate: "Uncle Ridge, you eat, I'm full." ”

Sitting on the sofa, Asa Zike intentionally or unintentionally supported his lower abdomen, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but deepen.

In the afternoon, according to Qi Mengwan's words, Qianzike came to the coffee shop on time, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a cold woman sitting elegantly by the window.

Sitting down in front of the woman with a big grin, Qi Mengwan frowned slightly, and her voice was obviously displeased: "Why are you?" What about Mozu Beitan? ”

"It's inconvenient for my master to come, I'll do it for him, just tell me something, and I'll tell him." Asa Zike ordered a glass of lemonade and patiently 'explained'.

"I'm looking for him, not you."

Qianzi Ke was a little speechless: "Did Miss Qi not understand what I said or did she hear clearly?" I said that it was inconvenient for my master to come, did you hear me? ”

Qi Mengwan's face was slightly gloomy: "Since that's the case, then I'll make an appointment another day, goodbye." ”

As soon as he got up, Asa Zike said slowly: "You won't be able to make an appointment in the future, I said, if you have anything to say, say it quickly, I'm still waiting to go back and take a nap." ”

Qi Mengwan bit her lip tightly and sat down again: "A personal bodyguard is quite good at putting on a fight, and you still want to follow your master when he is bankrupt?" ”

I'm willing, don't you bite me?

"It's my business whether to follow him or not, Miss Qi, can you directly say the purpose of dating my master, and I haven't reached the topic for a long time."

"Oh, good. Help me tell your master that I'm going to be her girlfriend! ”

The woman said a word, and Asa Zike just drank a big sip of lemonade and squirted out, and her beautiful eyes were full of doubt: "What are you talking about, you want to be his girlfriend?!" ”

"Yes. You should also know that my father is the mayor, and if he is my boyfriend, I can help him in his work and make it greater. ”

Asa Zike couldn't help but laugh: This woman, in front of her real lady, said that she wanted to be her husband's girlfriend, and her head was squeezed by the door?

The woman nodded in agreement: "Miss Qi, your suggestion is indeed good. But will your father let you associate with a bankrupt man? ”

"Whether I agree or not, I must have a relationship with Mozu Beitan!"

Asa Zike frowned slightly, then thought of something, and a wicked smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "I admire your courage, I believe you really like him, so ..... You wouldn't mind if my master didn't. Lift, right? ”