Mo Jiu turned his head slightly, and suddenly his whole body froze.
Her pupils dilated, as if she was shocked by something.
What did she see?
She actually smiled when she saw the paralyzed face of this thousand-year-old iceberg!
Laughed!!
Mo Jiu blinked his eyes, and as expected, that dazzling smile disappeared.
Let’s just say, it must have been an illusion!
If Long Qingtian could smile, the iron tree would probably bloom!
scold……!
The tall Land Rover stopped. Long Qingtian and Mo Jiu got out at the same time and handed the keys to the attendant to park the car. Then, Long Qingtian's deep eyes were fixed on Mo Jiu, "Do you want to come together?"
Together?
Mo Jiu felt that this man really cherished his words like gold, couldn't he say two more words?
Fortunately, she knew what he was talking about every time.
Shaking his head, Mo Jiu chuckled, clasped his fingers and said in a deliberately angry way: "Brother, there is a generation gap between us at three years old. We are six years apart, so we are two generations apart. If you come with us and there are elders around, we will
I definitely can’t let it go and play.”
This is true.
It's not that I can't let go in front of him, anyway, I've shown my ugliest side, so why do I care about this?
Just thinking of how this person beat Zhong Yunshuo severely last time, Mo Jiu felt that it would be awkward for the two of them to meet.
Moreover, Long Qingtian was so cold-blooded that Mojiu couldn't imagine that his group would go crazy, and he probably wouldn't be used to it either.
Long Qingtian's face darkened, generation gap?
His big hand touched his chin. Is he very old?
Still struggling with the age issue, Mo Jiu smiled and came up, "Brother, what, you helped me book the colorful private room today. Finally... remember to help me pay the bill!"
After saying this, she trotted in.
Just as Mo Jiu rushed in, someone next to Long Qingtian said hello, "Boss!"
This voice is lazi in its ruffian tone, and clear in its splendor. Who is it if it’s not Yu Zhuo?
Turning his head, Long Qingtian saw Yu Zhuo walking slowly with his hands in his trouser pockets. Behind him, Liu Hui followed closely.
Yuzhuo chuckled and came over, "Boss, why are you so kind as to invite me to dinner today?"
Long Qingtian ignored him, just looked at Liu Hui, and turned around without saying anything. The slender and straight military uniform was put on him, making him look cold and handsome, with a lonely aura, like a wolf king, full of momentum.
When he walked into the hall, he immediately became the focus of everyone.
Long Qingtian had long been accustomed to the looks from around him, and took two steps forward without being affected. It wasn't until Yu Zhuo came to his side that he whispered, "Zhuo Zi, are we old?"
Old?
Yu Zhuo was frightened and froze on the spot, staring at Long Qingtian dumbfounded, and finally laughed so hard that he couldn't stand upright.
But at this moment, a fiery figure rushed in from the door. Yuzhuo felt that his eyes flashed, and a somewhat familiar figure had disappeared into the corridor.
Blinking his eyes, Yuzhuo narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly. Just now it seemed like... he saw an acquaintance?
"Zhuo Zi? What's wrong? What are you thinking about?" Liu Hui saw Yu Zhuo looking at the back of a woman in front of him, feeling unhappy, and stepped forward to support Yu Zhuo and asked.
Yuzhuo turned around, smiled distantly at Liu Hui, whistled, and pursed his lips: "I was wondering, when will Chenzi come?"
After saying that, Yu Zhuo and Long Qingtian strode towards the private room.
