Su Miao looked at the person in front of her and asked Xiao Zeyan.
The man is wearing a white couture suit, which outlines a slim and slender figure. He has sharp and beautiful facial features, deep and scorching peach blossom eyes, and there seems to be tiny starlight hidden in his pupils, making people unable to help but be attracted to him.
The warm sunlight fell on the side of his face, making his outline more distinct under the sunlight.
Su Miao's eyes traced his face wantonly, without any concealment.
Because Su Miao's gaze was too fiery, Jiutingyue's eyebrows were slightly pressed.
"What are you talking about?" Xiao Zeyan's reaction was slow, and he was also a little stunned by the arrival of Jiutingyue.
Isn’t this guy from the Jiu family reclusive?
Why did you change your gender now?
How did you get here?
Su Miao laughed, "You just said you wanted to find a young and handsome brother to be my cheerleader. I've decided, I want him."
He raised his chin and pointed at Jiutingyue.
Although not young enough, her face is pretty enough.
Such a pretty face must look so good wearing a cheerleading uniform while dancing and doing gymnastics.
Xiao Zeyan: "......"
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
If this person were someone else, he might still be able to think of a solution, but this is Jiutingyue.
Jiutingyue: "......"
Nothing good happens when you go out.
Looking at his uncle's impatient expression, Jiu Beiquan felt more and more that he was right to trick him into going out.
Su Miao really knows how to make others speechless.
"Handsome guy, I think you look familiar. Do you want to talk to me to increase our friendship?" Su Miao took the initiative.
Jiutingyue: "......"
He looked at Jiu Beiquan, "Is this the interesting person you say? Are you sure he's not a very sick person?"
If he had known that going out would be like this, he would never have agreed.
Su Miao: "......"
Could this be the source of Jiubeifan's poisonous tongue?
Xiao Zeyan: "......"
You should play less embarrassing things, you can easily get beaten to death.
Jiu Beifan glanced at his brother-in-law: "..."
My brother-in-law had never been beaten, so he dared to talk to Su Miao like this.
"Su Miao, hurry up! Blow his head off and he'll call you sick." Jiubei Fan fanned the flames.
I want to see my uncle being pushed to the ground and beaten violently by Su Miao.
Jiutingyue: "..."
As expected, those who are not biological children are so difficult to discipline.
Xiao Zeyan: "..."
This kid has a bit of a rebellious streak in him.
Su Miao muttered, "If I don't fight, I haven't said anything yet."
Jiubeifan: "..."
Can't you stop talking after the spanking?
After the beating, you can still talk however you want and play however you want.
Just remember to let him watch.
After Yan Zhuo finished his work, he saw several people standing under the sun and came over to greet them, "Young Master Xiao, you are here."
Hearing the voice behind him, Xiao Zeyan instantly thought of the group of old men just now, turned around and asked angrily, "Yan Zhuo, are you crazy?"
Yan Zhuo was confused.
"Master Xiao, I don't quite understand what you mean."
He is in good spirits and mood.
Xiao Zeyan pointed at the group of old men who had rested and were about to continue shaking, "I asked you to get handsome men, what did you get me? A bunch of old cucumbers."
"I prepared it according to your instructions. I am 1.8 meters tall, have abdominal muscles and good looks." He was sure that he was right. He also prepared it this way.
Yan Zhuo's words made Xiao Zeyan even more angry, "You? Open your eyes wide and take a look. Which of the things you said about them are qualified?"
Except for gender conformity, nothing else matters.
"How could it be unqualified?" He personally selected the best men.
Mr. Xiao’s requirements are probably too high.
He murmured in confusion while turning his head to look, and instantly exclaimed, "I'm going!!! What's going on??"
Yan Zhuo was immediately frightened.
"I should ask you this." Xiao Zeyan yelled at him, "You call this qualified?"
Ruined his surprise.
Yan Zhuo's eyes widened and he quickly explained, "That's not what I prepared. I...I..."
He was so stunned that he couldn't speak.
He was obviously looking for a handsome guy, so he picked out the styles that little girls today like. There were all kinds of styles including wheat color, cool white leather, little wolfdog, and little milk dog.
How could they become a group of jealous uncles?
Why?
Which link caused the problem? It was definitely not his fault.
Su Miao listened to their conversation and stared at Yan Zhuo fiercely, "So it's your kid who did this."
"Miss Su, I don't know what's going on." Yan Zhuo explained with a sad face.
Su Miao narrowed her eyes, "Originally, I was looking forward to a surprise, but it turned out that you messed up. Now I'm very angry. Tell me what to do."
Yan Zhuo was nervous, "What does Miss Su want to do?"
Could it be that you wanted to hit him? If you hit him, could you please stop hitting him in the face?
"This problem cannot be solved without ten meals of fried chicken." I didn't have a full breakfast and was really hungry.
She didn't care what Yan Zhuo had prepared. She wouldn't be interested in men until she was full.
As the saying goes, when you are full, you think about lust. How can you think about it before you are full?
Jiu Beifan curled his lips, "That's all you can do."
What’s so delicious about fried chicken? Can’t we have some good ones?
"Okay, don't say ten meals, a hundred meals are enough." Fried chicken is only worth a few dollars, as long as Miss Su is not angry.
If Miss Su is angry, the consequences will be serious, and her head will be beaten off.
"Cash it now." So hungry.
"OK."
In the fighting arena.
There were still twenty minutes left before the show started, and Su Miao was eating fried chicken in the break room. Xiao Zeyan and Tan Zhuopei were sitting on the sofa in the break room with their chins hanging, watching her eat.
In the private room upstairs, bigwigs from all walks of life gathered.
Thanks have arrived.
Mu Yi also arrived.
Jiutingyue, who lives in Jianxing, is here.
Even Shao Yuchuan, who has never been interested in underground fighting, came.
In the box.
Mu Yi looked at the lively scene downstairs, holding a cup of coffee at a suitable temperature in his hand, "I can't believe that you hid it so deeply, and you actually have a son."
If there hadn't been such a big fuss last night, he wouldn't have known that Xie Chen actually had such a big son.
Xie Chen, who was sitting not far from him, ignored him. The man leaned back on the sofa, his long legs bent casually, and his movements exuded elegance and dignity. His long, jade-like fingertips were tapping on the laptop keyboard, his eyes serious.
"I really agree with what I said. If you're not afraid of your brother having money, you're afraid of your brother having a wife." Mu Yi took a sip of the coffee in his hand.
Sitting aside, Shi Tong was curious, "Why?"
Mu Yi put down his coffee and said seriously, "You can spend money, but not your wife."
The bony hand stopped and he raised his eyes to look at Mu Yi, his expression as cold as possible.
Mu Yi said "tsk", "I didn't talk about you."
Xie Chen lowered the corners of his mouth and said in a slightly deeper voice, "Go back to your box."
Noisy.
"Why are you so stingy? Watching the game alone is not as interesting as watching it with two people." Mu Yi didn't move, obviously not planning to leave.
