152. Misunderstood Young Master Long Goes Crazy! 8
Mo Jiu's small movement, the people in the front driver's seat have already seen it.
The person in the driver's seat is Mo Jiayi's driver who usually adds a bodyguard, only to obey Mo Jiayi's words.
Mo Jiu hated the silver teeth, and she could almost think of how anxious Long Qingtian found that he was gone!
Sleep, be sure to calm!
At the critical moment, it was absolutely impossible to panic first!
Mo Jiu took a breath and grinned: "Uncle Li, Dao Xiangcun is here, how can you go?"
Uncle Li laughed without answering.
Laugh your sister!
If possible, Mo Jiu really wants to scold!
Turning his head and watching the speed of high -rise buildings on both sides. After all, it is the center of Kyoto. If you want to leave Kyoto, you have to go through the crowd no matter where you go, so Uncle Li dare not do anything.
Mo Jiu's hand reached into the handbag without any matter, and just planned to take out the phone to dial the number. In front of him, Uncle Li spoke: "Miss Mo, please take the phone over, otherwise you should know the consequences."
Mo Jiu was stunned, and then helplessly took the vertical shoulders, smiled at a low breath, "Uncle Li, the bright abduction, how do you feel?
Uncle Li didn't speak, stubbornly stretched out one hand and put it in front of her.
Uncle Li is tall and one meter eight, his body is tall. Where is Mojiu's little body?
Mo Jiu sighed, pulled down his head, holding his mobile phone, and gentle offensive, "Uncle Li, I just want to tell my friends individually."
"Ms. Mo, please don't let me embarrassed. Mrs. Mrs. has explained, and I don't mind fainting you." Uncle Li opened.
Mo Jiu subconsciously touched his neck and neck, and waved his hand: "Don't, don't, if you are stunned, it is uncomfortable to wake up my small neck!"
After saying this, he smiled well and smiled well, crossing the driver's seat directly to the co -pilot seat, and then asked the phone to hand it over.
"Hey, I come before, and by the way, look at the scenery of Kyoto, oh, this will not know when I can come back yet, Uncle Li, are you from Kyoto?
Dong, why is it so big?! "
Mo Jiu flip, and suddenly pointed at the excitement in front of him.
Uncle Li was unmoved, and he laughed easily on his face, "Miss Mo, your skills, it's useless to me, mobile phone."
Saying this, I planned to take my phone back to my pocket again, paused in the air, sighed deeply, Mo Jiu cursed: "Damn! When will I say I want to leave Kyoto?
What is Jiayi, this is a trafficking population! "
Uncle Li reached out and took the phone from Mojiu's hand.
Just at this moment!
Mo Jiu's face was full of anger, and she took out a pen from the front side with one hand, opened it, and then turned the wrist and turned directly to Uncle Li's neck!
At this moment, Uncle Li held his mobile phone with one hand, held the steering wheel in one hand, and drove on the streets of Kyoto. He did not dare to let go of the steering wheel, so he could only throw away the phone to resist.
However, in the streets, Mojiu suffered a loss with dragons in the streets, not to mention the one in front of him?
As soon as his hand grabbed Mojiu's neck, he felt a pain around him.
Uncle Li's face suddenly changed: "What are you doing?"
"Drive back!" Mo Jiu's eyes were sharp, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and the pen tip in his hand was slightly harder.