Mr. Dior

CHAPTER 42: (15)

Jinpen washed his hands and ended all the blood and rain. That night, Mr. Dior slept a good night without asking anything.

The next day, Zhang Chenzhang was awakened by a short message from Zhinao.

[Lao Gao: I **** you, uncle, why didn't you come yesterday and make me lose face in front of the beauty coach! 】

Zhang Chenzhang rubbed his sore head, back:

[I go, and even the beauty coach despise you even more. 】

[Lao Gao: Billow! 】

Turning off his brain, Zhang Chenyi yawned and looked around. Xiaojiao's wife slept sweetly in his arms, and the little golden retriever was standing on the carpet with his feet on the sky. The morning sunlight came in through the light curtains. The years are quiet ... if there is no mini piercing water gun on the bedside.

Gangsters in the Asia-Pacific Region ...

Qinghong Gang, my brothers everywhere ...

Lifted your barbecue stall ...

When I was young, it was a Husky ...

Jiao Qi opened his eyes and saw his old attacker holding a small silver water gun with a sad look.

"What are you doing?"

"Swallow the gun and commit suicide." Wu Yan said to Jiang Dong's elder, Zhang Chenxuan, and pulled the trigger.

"Zi--" A water column sprayed into his mouth.

"Hahahaha ..."

Laughed by Xiaojiao's wife all morning, the former underworld godfather drew away the dragon apron melancholy and replaced it with a rural floral apron for breakfast.

"Hey, we Guangzong are so pitiful, the Star Empire is gone, and the Asia-Pacific underworld is gone." Jiao Qi poured the dog food into the dog bowl, and touched the little guy who was boring to eat, sighing.

Zhang Chenxi almost didn't hold the plate, put down the food and walked over, red ears squatted with Jiao Qi, tilted his head and looked at the smiling little wife in his eyes: "Yan Yan, did you find ..." too much.

Childishly watched the dog eat, talked to the dog, and laughed at the old attack. Zhang Chenyi felt that his inflammation seemed to be closer to him.

"What did you find?" Jiao Qi turned to look at him.

"Guangzong didn't care about losing his position as a prince, after all," slowly approached and kissed the faint minty mouth. "He still has hundreds of millions of dog food to inherit."

Hearing his name mentioned, Little Golden Retriever looked up from the rice bowl and looked suspiciously at the two people biting their mouths. Humans are really creatures that puzzle dogs.

He drove Xiaojiao's wife to Bashao, and Zhang Chenzhang helped him to open the seat belt, looking forward to a parting kiss. However, when he came to work, President Jiao was still the one who did not enter and was extremely popular. He did not even consider the mood of the old attacker and just got out of the car.

Zhang Chenxuan lowered the window and wanted to watch Xiaojiao's wife enter the building, but found that he was standing outside the window: "Forgot to take something?"

"I'll come to you for dinner at noon." Jiao Qi bent down, as if to kiss him.

The president suddenly stiffened his back, but Xiaojiao's wife just pressed his face and stretched out a tissue. Gritting his teeth and trying to catch people, Nai Jiao always got up gracefully and left chicly.