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1005. Extra Story: Game of Death 2

Qu Tan'er's sight was naked!

There is no hesitation at all. If Hao Yuan was present, or Ling, he would definitely be frightened.

It's very rude to stare at people like that...

Mo Liancheng didn't. He just raised his eyes and glanced briefly, then moved away and stared at the drink with ice in his glass. It seemed that except for the contents of the glass, nothing could attract him.

If you look carefully, you will find something strange. Normally, a man and a woman are sitting, and suddenly they see a beautiful woman passing by. Should the two sitting people staring at the beautiful woman be a man?

Is it normal for women to ignore it?

At present, the strange thing is that it is the other way around...

The woman seemed to notice that someone was looking at her. She looked towards Qu Tan'er, and her eyes met directly! They looked at each other for two seconds, and then, the woman's eyes fell on Mo Liancheng and stayed there for a few seconds.

Just moved it away, nothing special.

Qu Tan'er laughed and said, "I'm disappointed. I look at her like this, but at least she asked me if it was lace. In this way, I can get to know her well, and it will be a matter of course to get the flute back."

"Lace? What is it?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyes leisurely.

"Uh...ahem!" Qu Tan'er's beautiful eyes twinkled and she said: "Lace is an imported product. It was first hand-knitted by crochet and was usually used in evening gowns and wedding dresses. In the 18th century, European courts..."

She talked about it a lot, but she didn't say the derived meaning, the meaning of □□.

Of course Mo Liancheng knew that she was hiding something.

However, he did not continue to ask.

When she said she was tired, he asked: "How to get close to her?"

"Well, that's a problem." Qu Tan'er was also thinking of a solution. In fact, getting close to the woman is not the most difficult thing. The key difficulty is how to make her willingly take out the flute. Is it necessary to rob? Rob? This

The trick is not easy to implement. Not only does it offend others, but Xiao is not at her, but at her father, in the United States.

Talked for a while.

Mo Liancheng said calmly: "Trade. One thing for one thing."

"Have you thought about it?"

"We win first, and we'll give her what she lost in exchange." The reason is simple and direct.

"Only like this first."

Of course, this may not necessarily go smoothly, but there is currently no best way.

At this time, a man hurried over and came to Mo Liancheng politely, "Sir, my little sister wants to make you a friend. Let me give you a business card. You can contact her when you are free."

After the man finished speaking, he smiled mechanically and left.

Mo Liancheng held the business card doubtfully.

I looked at it and didn't understand it, so I gave it to Qu Tan'er.

Qu Tan'er took it over and looked at it in confusion, her beautiful eyes flashed, and after being stunned for a few seconds, she suddenly burst into laughter!

"Haha, they took the initiative to deliver it to the door. It really took no effort at all." There was no way, she really wanted to laugh. The woman just glanced at them and then sent someone to deliver the business card? Although it was a bit

It was puzzling, but it was delivered anyway. The next moment, she suddenly thought of something, and looked at Mr. X strangely.

"Chengcheng, that woman's business card is for you..."

"Yeah." He knew this.

"Zero was raped by her..."

"!!!..." Mo Liancheng's hand trembled.

The drink swayed slightly in the cup...

The atmosphere was a bit weird, and a certain woman tried to hold back her laughter.
Chapter completed!
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