Chapter 34: Fingers hooked his palm

Jabbawe was looking at her!

Seeing her look over, he naturally withdrew his gaze, as if he had just swept over unintentionally.

Wrong!

It's definitely not a good thing for a man to be so ambiguous about her in front of Jabwe!

Wen Ran lowered her eyebrows, hiding the panic in her eyes.

He couldn't have deliberately set her up as a target to attract firepower, would he?!

Wen Ran forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, raised his head and smiled gently, supporting his momentum.

Even if a man wanted to take advantage of her, she didn't feel anything to be wronged.

In such a cannibalistic country, it will be reduced to a pitiful plaything if it has no use value.

Now that Jabbawe has noticed her, she has to make a confident appearance.

Let him think that he is important to men, at least a female companion who is currently interested.

In this way, even if the other party hits her with the idea, he should not be hard.

Zhou Qixiao glanced at the little girl beside her, who was scared just now, but she looked calm at this time.

actually took the initiative to reach out and hug his lower back.

Although he could clearly feel the small hand tugging at his clothes tightly.

But that delicate little face is very calm on the surface.

Zhou Qixiao's eyes rolled, could it be that this little thing sensed that he intended to push her out as a target?

Now that you guessed it, shouldn't you get into his arms and beg for mercy?

Why do you still look like you cooperate with him?

In fact, Zhou Qixiao has not made up his mind yet.

After all, in his eyes, this little thing is very timid.

If he pushes it out and scares her out again, then he hasn't been playing with her for so long in vain.

He never trades at a loss.

However, at this moment, the little girl's attitude was completely opposite to his guess, but he was interested.

He wanted to see what the hell this little thing was up to.

There is a two-person high-decorated and luxuriously decorated door in the innermost part of the third floor, and the waiters stand respectfully on both sides, and when they see someone coming, they slowly open the door, and then bend down and make a gesture of please.

Jabawe smiled a little ambiguously, didn't say anything, but clapped his hands.

Immediately there was a greeting from inside.

or coquettish, hot or charming.

Just listening to the sound will turn a thousand times and provoke the soul.

Wen Ran raised his eyes and looked over, and saw a living room of two or three hundred square meters, with only a set of huge curved sofas and coffee tables of the same series.

In front of the sofa hangs a semi-sheer tulle glistening with pearlescent light, and behind the tulle you can see the graceful and enchanting figure.

A quick glance, six.

Even through the tulle, you can see that it is very cool to wear.

This should be Jabwe's gift to men.

It was the first time Wen Ran came into contact with such a straightforward voice and horses.

She was a little unwell, and closed her eyes, letting her mind empty for a moment.

When she opened it again, she smiled and looked sideways at Jabbawi.

"Mr. Jia, I'm sorry, because I forgot to introduce myself to you because of the tiring journey." Wen Ran said and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Wen Ran." ”

The other hand quietly took the man's hand.

The fingertips gently hooked his palm.

She wanted to create the illusion that men valued her and made Jabbawe think about it and be worried.

But the premise of all this is that the man must cooperate.

Although she did this in accordance with the man's original wishes, who knows if he will suddenly be upset and feel that she has overstepped.

She was forced to use this flattering little gesture.

Fortunately, the man seemed to be in a good mood and did not open his mouth to pick up her old bottom.

Jabbawe hesitated, his mind spinning quickly.

Generally, the little lover of power and money trading will not introduce himself so generously and confidently at this time.

He laughed and held out his hand.

Just about to shake Wen Ran's hand, the big hand wrapped in bandages wrapped Wen Ran's hand hanging in mid-air.

Zhou Qixiao held the tender little hand and brought it directly to his mouth, and kissed her fingertips affectionately.

"Why are baby's fingers so cold?"

As he spoke, he directly took off his camouflage jacket and draped it on Wen Ran's body.

Wen Ran glanced at the man on his upper body.

The hand covered by the fat coat quietly clenched into a fist.

It's almost 30 degrees Celsius, and you don't feel hot bare-chested, so thank you!

Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on in the private room, and the wisps of cool air came to the face, so that the warm sweat did not go through the gangs.

But she only dared to mumble in her heart, but the corners of her mouth were raised on her face, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile.

Tian Tian thanked him, and then looked at Jabbawi again.

"Mr. Jia, although I eloped with my dear, ......" Wen Ran said here and looked sideways at Yingying Yanyan in the room, smiling more and more gently, "It's not good." ”

Jia Bawei looked at Wen Ran as a housewife, and quickly glanced at the man.

He didn't speak, this is a tacit acquiescence?!

Jia Bawei couldn't help but re-examine Wen Ran.

The little girl is fair-skinned and beautiful, and at first glance she is a finely raised person.

The black deer's eyes are clear and clean, although they are not familiar with the world, they are generous, and they are definitely not from a small family.

Especially the elopement made Jabwe think about it again.

The Romanov was the head of the family, and each family struggled to send their daughters to him.

But Wen Ran actually eloped with him?

That means her family doesn't agree.

Even a person like Romanov with a face, money and status can't look down on it!

Jabwe's eyes became more and more complicated.

There are many rich and powerful people in China with the surname Wen......

What kind of status does this have to be?

At least it won't be for sale.

This passed quickly in Jabbawi's mind, and he watched Wen Ran's gaze become more and more kind and soft.

"It's my brother, I'm an antique, next time I won't find these women to dance, haha!" Jabbawe said that these women were dancing girls, and they were very sleek.

As he spoke, he glanced at the waiter who was waiting respectfully.

The waiter immediately left with the warbler and Yanyan inside.

Another waiter took out a silk shirt from the cabinet inside with great insight when Zhou Qixiao was undressing.

At this time, he held his hands and handed it to Zhou Qixiao.

Zhou Qixiao didn't even look at it, but turned his head to look at Chi Na.

China immediately stepped forward and took out a crumpled light camouflage T-shirt from his fat trouser pocket.

With a shake of both hands, the no-iron T-shirt instantly becomes smooth.

Zhou Qixiao grabbed it, but it was rare that he didn't show a look of disgust, and he put a set on his body as if no one was around.

When he raised his hand and arched his waist, the smooth muscle lines on the side instantly tensed, and the narrow and powerful back waist was just facing Wen Ran.

Wen Ran's gaze fell on the waist of the sexy wheat-colored male dog, and the indifference that he had finally pretended to pretend collapsed instantly.

She hurriedly withdrew her gaze, and the tails of her eyes were flushed with shame.

But the appearance fell into Jabbawi's eyes, which caused him to think again.