Mr. Dior

CHAPTER 63: (3)

The next morning, Jiao Qi was awakened by a light mist of water. Opening my eyes, I saw Zhang Chenzhang sitting next to him, holding a bottle of moisturizing spray and spraying him seriously.

"What?" Jiao Qi raised his hand to cover his face, and he grabbed his arm and sprayed it from his shoulder to his fingertips.

"Baby, you're dehydrated. If you don't spray water, you will become dried fish." Zhang Chenzhang showed him another arm with a slightly dry skin.

"It's not that you put too much bath salt yesterday." Jiao Qi patted his hand and sat up.

"This won't work, and I still have to sleep in the water at night," Zhang Chenzhang looked at the warm and soft bed dissatisfied, poured a cup of warm water to the floor and passed it to Xiaojiao's wife for quick drinking, "It's too dry, sleeping here is not conducive to labor egg."

"..." Jiao Qi sipped droolily. "Who spawns? I spawn?"

Lord Poseidon shook his head with a smile, and stretched out a knuckled finger and tapped his nose: "I."

"噗 ——" Jiao Xi spit out a water, and gave the full-face moisturizer to the adult sea **** who can lay eggs. "You, aren't you public?"

Zhang Chenyi wiped his face and was helpless. His little prince lost his memory and forgot even the most basic common sense in the ocean: "According to the division of marine life by human beings, the sea gods are all female and baby. The sea **** can be alone Females can also choose to breed with their partners. "

"..." this guy, wouldn't you want to be below? Jiao Qi looked up and down his old attack, and the soft silk robe perfectly outlined the good figure with smooth lines, long legs and a bee waist, strong and powerful. Well ... it's not impossible.

With his mind full of spawning, Jiao Qi didn't know what to eat for breakfast, until the car stopped in front of the Bajiao Building, and it was worthy of being back. Maybach once again stopped in front of the revolving door. An employee who was about to enter the door stopped, ready to say hello to the president who got off.

Zhang Chenxuan quickly got out of the car, pulled the car door for Xiaojiao's wife, unfastened the seat belt, and didn't want to directly carry the person out.

"President ... early ..." The surprised employee then stepped back and patted his head with a "knock".

"Let me down!" Jiao Xi patted his arm quickly. "I didn't say yesterday, I'll go outside by myself."

"It's not outside here, it's already inside." Zhang Chenzhen raised his chin and motioned Xiaojiao's wife to look around. He had already walked through the revolving door and entered the interior of the Bajiao Building.

"..."

The secretary Yu Yuan, who just came in, saw this scene and came up curiously: "Is the president lame?" Hurry to call the lobby security to push a wheelchair over.

It was misunderstood that stomping was stronger than Xiu En'ai, and Jiao Qi endured the tight blue tendons on his forehead.

Zhang Xiaochen reluctantly put Xiaojiao's wife in a wheelchair. He couldn't bear to watch the little mermaid walking, and every step seemed to pierce his heart with a knife, reminding him to tease the little prince.

"Leave it to me, President Zhang." Yu Yuan pushed the wheelchair and smiled farewell to Zhang Chenyi.

After finally getting rid of the Neptune who was holding him at all times, Jiao Qi got into the elevator and threw himself out of the wheelchair to stand up. In the secretary's shocked eyes, he walked into the office with a cold face. Before he could sit down, someone caught up.