The ex-husband of an old man of the rich

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zheng kai, who received hints from qin in advance, looked at the message with his back, flicked his finger, and deleted the trace.

standing in front of the elevator, hu hui hummed a song, plucked his hair against the reflector, and hooked his finger to zheng kai in a very excited mood: "do you want to go over there to see?" pointing

to the next door, there was already a cook living in, specially for qin yu and the baby and the bodyguards.

zheng kai, who shook his head, looked at the schedule again before putting the phone in his pocket: "it's nine forty, do you have any plans?" the young master said, let you wear a suit to get your hair straight. the

tolerant who has always felt good about himself touched his face and showed a satisfied expression: "no, i am such a person, how to dress up like a big and young person after marriage?"

"if you really love each other, you can pretend to be a lifetime, and the big and the little is the example."

"don't compare me with the big and the young," the elevator came, inclusively walked in, pressed the first floor and then began to gush: "actually, i am quite popular, you did not see the situation on the other side of the viewing pool, a group of old ladies laughed around me, eager to go home with me, hey, i can throw a wink and grab you believe it or not?

"you better look in the mirror."

"oh, jealous of me, jealous of me all day long," the tolerance that only dared to spit in his heart before said it, anyway, today's events have already crossed the road in front of the young master, giving zheng kai two guts, he did not dare to beat the "blind date" of the groom official. with shangfang's sword, the look was even more frantic: "oh hey, they have been dating more than ten times, or you should consider pouring/plugging/door, right?"

"pour/plug/your door?" <

cough cough cough... he didn't take a breath to understand, and suddenly the tears came out, and his face was red. with a clang, the elevator door opened, and the twelfth-story resident walked in, silently swept his eyes to accommodate, lowered his head, and stood on the side without moving. tolerance looks very dangerous, that face is full of evil spirit, eyebrows are sharp like swords, and eyes are as cold as soaking in ice, who dares to look at his jokes?

zheng kai stood straight, his face stretched, and he looked like a god.

after all, it is a perennial bodyguard, every move is with deterrence, and the anger in the eyes is heavier, otherwise how to deter others? protect employers? it can be said that once the employer is killed, they will fight with others. knives, guns, and even bombs/ bombs, after experiencing strong winds and waves, the breath on their bodies is naturally extraordinary and frightening.

the bodyguard car went straight to the windy city, where the clothes even qin shao said good, tolerance also wanted to buy a few clothes to wear, the young master was right, the weather said cold is cold, there should be a person who knows cold and knows heat to wait at home. best, she would stand in the doorway in an apron, with the aroma of food wafting through her home... just thinking about the treatment of big and small, my heart bubbled with happiness.

"hey, you can also buy a few clothes," the inclusive head of the driver himself looked at zheng kai, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he deliberately ridiculed people with words: "you are older, and you always wear a calm black suit to look older, buy some bright ones, you see how handsome and compelling are you wearing beige?" zzheng

kai not only did not get angry but also nodded: "okay, i will try." it was

as if the tolerance of eating flies: "..."