Mr. Dior

CHAPTER 68: (8)

The sea **** in shame and anger finally ate the little mermaid. Forcibly injected the power of Poseidon into the little prince who bound his legs. When he was shaking, he slowly took off the bathrobe belt.

After completing this sacred ritual, as long as the little mermaid is returned to the sea, these legs will become fish tails. After tossing in the middle of the night, Zhang Dazhen hugged Xiaojiao's wife with a numb leg to take a bath. After washing, he coaxed him to sleep, and told the story of "Prince Husky" in a kind and loving voice.

Jiao Qi fell asleep when he heard that "Prince Husky was too handsome and was scrambled by countless teenagers". I was too sleepy to get up in the morning, and barely ate breakfast before going to work. On the road, he fell asleep in the car again. Maybach drove smoothly. He felt Zhang Dazhen touched him but didn't speak.

The familiar atmosphere is reassuring. Jiao Qi fell asleep without thinking, then opened his eyes and found himself sleeping in the plane.

Spacious private jet, the entire cabin is made into a living room, with a bed, a sofa, and a bar counter. Zhang Chenzheng was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine, watching him leisurely.

This plane was bought by Zhang Chenchen a few years ago. In the rich circle, the comparison is serious, and the business people pay attention to the top line. Zhang Chenyi also bought it, but bought it with Gao Shiqing. The two Q big talents are carefully calculated and think that this thing is occasionally pretended to be used, there is no need to have one. So one person pays half and pays in installments.

"Zhang Dazhen! What's going on?" Jiao Qi sat up and stared at him coldly.

"I saw that you slept soundly and didn't want to wake you up." Zhang Chenxuan said lightly, avoiding heavy, and got up to sit next to Xiaojiao's wife, and touched his lustrous and lubricated face because of full sleep.

Jiao Qi always sleeps lightly and can easily be awakened. Today, he is too sleepy to even be carried on a plane. Raise your hand and take off the noise-cancelling headphones on your head, and the roar of the flight fills your ears. If you look at someone with a proud look, you know that he was intentional.

Private jets need to make a reservation at least one and a half days in advance to use the fairway. It is estimated that after the flight was cancelled that day, the guy booked a flight, and the ghost believed that he had not planned it.

"Today is a working day. You lose contact without notifying the company. Do you know what the consequences will be?"

"I've informed Yu Yuan," the fearless little sea-wife hugs his young wife, "If you are not sure, you can contact him."

There is a network on a private jet, and Jiao Qi is confused and forgets it. Looking out the window, at a height of 10,000 meters, regeneration gas will not help. Push Zhang Chenzheng and connect to WiFi to check the news.

[Yu Yuan: President, this is today's urgent document. Please remember to approve it when you have time. In the afternoon meeting, I informed them to push it to next week. I wish you a happy honeymoon, hehe. 】

Little honeymoon ...

Married for seven years, where's the honeymoon!

Jiao Qi took a deep breath and pulled out a laptop from the cabinet near the sofa, and quickly approved several urgent approvals. Ask the waiter to pour himself a glass of ice cola, and he needs to calm down.