“Our air ticket the day after tomorrow.”

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior Lin doesn't know?"

"It should." Yun Hu glanced at the closed smoking room: "When he asked for information, he had no response at all."

After seeing this sentence, Bo Jiu thought to himself, he is to suffer, and he doesn’t even know that he has been booked for a flight ticket abroad.

The corner of his mouth smiled again, and returned to the previous dialog box, with bad intentions in his eyes: "Senior Lin, how is your counterattack plan?"

Soon, a message came over there: "What's the hurry? One day I'll sleep with that guy Yunhu!"

"Is that right?" Bo Jiu's voice was slow, and he didn't believe it at all: "I wish you success."

"I'll have a plan in the past two days." Lin Feng took a sip of cigarettes: "He doesn't expect to escape."

Whether it is getting married or not, this person can only be his.

I'll take a sleeping bath tomorrow.

Bo Jiu reminded him: "Don't be suppressed."

"Just kidding? Who am I?"

This blind confidence made Bo Jiu's eyes more interesting, and he always felt that he could see a good show again.

But before she could "encourage" Senior Lin.

The phone was taken away by the person opposite, and his eyes glanced at her with a light look: "Mrs. Qin, it's time to eat now. I don't need to remind you about playing with phones."

After saying that, he picked up a piece of chicken and sent it to her lips.

Bo Jiu opened his mouth and looked at Qin Mo with a smile: "Brother Mo, since he is going to get married, can that thing be done?"

"What's the matter?" Qin Mo asked slowly. After peeling the shrimp with his slender and fair fingers, he dipped it in seasonings and fed it naturally.

Bo Jiu ate, pressing his body towards this side. With this handsome face, the boy moved the unique clean and mixed evil spirits that surged out of his eyes: "Bridal chamber night."

Bang!

He walked over with white gloves and holding the bottom of the red wine bottle. He saw that the bottom of the cup was empty and wanted to add wine to the two of them. After hearing what Bo Jiu said, his head was hit.

As a housekeeper who has lived in An’s family for so many years.

His current Chinese level is enough to understand what the meaning of wedding night is.

However, aren’t it said that Orientals are subtle?

Why does Miss Jiu seem to be the same as when she was a child and doesn’t understand what implicitness is?

After all, at that time, the young master was often hit by Miss Ninth.

But now the young master...

The butler turned his head and wanted to observe their young master's reaction.

Unexpectedly, the young master just wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and his expression was noble and cold: "Yes."

The housekeeper felt that at this time, he should disappear, only his acceptance is weaker?

After Bo Jiu finished speaking, he wanted to drink another glass of red wine.

Unexpectedly, Qin Mo stood up with her wrist and looked down at her: "Don't you want to have a wedding night?"

"Now?" Why do you feel that a great god is more anxious than her? Bo Jiu raised his eyes.

Qin Mo's voice was lowered: "I've heard of it after the time being?"

Bo Jiuyixiao also stood up. Now, now, when she saw him standing under the street light, her hands began to itch.

The great god is really cold and has a cold temperament that makes people want to take action after watching it.

Qin Mo looked sideways and looked at someone following him, as if he had stolen honey and smiled badly, and his thin lips also raised.

This way he wanted to eat his tofu didn't even hide it.

That's the case.
Chapter completed!