Chapter 1849

The busy tone in the receiver came out several times, without warning, and was hung up.

Su Kui: "..."

Continue to dial, hang up, dial again, and finally --

"fuck! Who, the soul calling in the early morning? If you have something, please tell me. If you have nothing, please go away! "

So grumpy? To the surprise of sunflower. She climbed on the bottom of her eyes and smiled. Her fingers were bent up and her knees were pounded rhythmically. Lu Qibao looks at Su Kui as if he had seen a ghost. He hears the voice coming from his mobile phone. He is not polite.

When is her patience so good?

Su Kui didn't notice Lu Qibao's careful thinking, and said, "Tan Ke's business, you did it?"

Zhuo'en's voice is lazy and impatient. "How is it, isn't it? Or do you love the adulterer When he said this, his eyes narrowed sharply and his voice line lowered.

Thick displeasure passed on to sunflower.

Su Kui has a premonition. She only needs to nod her head and say a word of heartache. The other side will definitely cut her directly with a knife.

The answer is clear. Su Kui smiles, "I have nothing to do with him. Why do you think he is my adulterer? I'll tell you that. He's not my dish. "

When he heard the first half of the sentence, zhuo'en was in a much better mood. However, in the second half of the sentence, her eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, "Oh? Then tell me, where is your dish? Is the leisure sweet or spicy bitter? "

Lu Qibao listened to the nonsense and rubbed his stiff cheek. It was embarrassing to talk.

However, Su Kui's face did not change.

"My dish is very special. It's full of flavors. I don't know what he can't make."

Zhuo'en frowned first, but soon, his brow stretched.

The corners of the lips are raised unconsciously. Those black and white eyes without beautiful pupils are somewhat profound. However, the tone is still very blunt. Everyone owes me money. "That person is mostly a wonderful flower!" He make complaints about it.

Su Kui nodded, "yes, it's a big wonderful flower, and sometimes it's too much for people to bear, so I want to --"

"I want to?" There's a lump in Jon's throat. What's big, wonderful? He sipped his lips. "What do you really want to do?"

"I'd like to," Su Kui said with an enigmatic smile, his red lips lifted, and the smell of the evil shop quickly haunted his eyes. "Dry him!"

Zhuo en: "..."

He blinked, suspecting that his ears were hallucinating. He quickly ran to the bathroom to wash his face, and then looked back. He just heard the last sentence before hanging up his cell phone.

"Unfortunately, I don't have that."

All of a sudden, Jon felt that somewhere, it was tight.

He hung up, but he couldn't sleep. He just got up. Shuffle your hair, put on your graffiti top and ripped jeans, put some shiny earstuds on your ears, and finally, make up a smoky look.

Finally, in the mirror, there is a tall, slender, model like, punk girl.

"How handsome!" He shook his fingers, went out, went downstairs, ate.

It's no surprise that nannies are so persistent in their role as women. Strange to say, ugly people wearing women's clothes can only remind people of abnormal. And drohn, no matter what he's wearing, seems to be very good-looking, and he thinks that's his style.

Going out, people will only think that he is tall, a model or not, but they will never doubt that he is a man.