The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 538 You Really Think of Yourself as a Bandit
"Yes, there is a compulsory class at 08:30, and an elective class at ten o'clock."

Bo Yanqing thought for a while, "You go tomorrow, it's very late, you have to go back and rest."

Nan Jiaojiao thought, nothing could go wrong every other night.

Besides, Qianqian is only close to Bo Yanqing alone, it's better for him to go by himself, so as not to be distracted to take care of her while coaxing the children.

"Okay, then be careful on the road."

"Han Chuan is driving, I'll take the back seat, don't worry," Bo Yanqing squeezed her palm, then turned to call Yan Chi, "Send Jiao Jiao home."

Yan Chi spread his cards and shrugged, "Brother Yan made me go, not me playing tricks."

He stood up happily, and asked Nan Jiaojiao what she wanted to bring. After asking, he picked up a few boxes of snacks and left.

Lu Jinyang and Huo Linxi looked at each other, and looked at Yan Chi's hand at the same time.

pulpy!
"Damn it! Brother Chi, this is not a joke. You are unlucky tonight. Let us win a little bit. How can we catch a chance at other times? You actually ran away!"

No one dared to speak, and watched a segment that was repeatedly played on TV without daring to let out a sigh of relief.

"Brother Abandoned, are you going out to take a breath and then come back, or are you not coming back?"

I don't know how many times, a group of old men will soon be able to dance.

In box 906.

Han Qi waved his hand: "No return."

"gone."

"Then what, abandoned brother--"

At first, some people thought that Brother Qi had taken a fancy to Chu Yao, so he started booing, and Han Qi slapped him on the head a few times. The abandoned brother stared at the mysterious woman playing the guzheng from the beginning to the end.

Qi Heng brushed his hair, "Who is this girl? If you really like it, I'll ask her to come over and have a drink with you?"

"Then what do you say, just watch it all night?"

Han Qi snorted lightly: "Who's flattering? Just put it on my account, and I'll buy it."

"Okay, Brother Qi, go slowly, Brother Qi, sleep well, Brother Qi, good night."

Qi Heng choked for a while, didn't he just play the guzheng, as long as he liked it, and gave him more money, there was no one who would not like it, they used to do this.

So I watched it over and over again, almost masochistically, repeatedly, backward, and re-watched, or just watched the scene of the guzheng woman vomiting blood.

Han Qi put down the goblet, stood up, and shook his wrinkled trouser legs twice.

It's just that mortals like them don't appreciate it.

A group of people stood up and sent them out respectfully.

Bright lights.

Han Qi sat firmly in the C seat, and he didn't take a sip of the red wine in his hand. It was almost rancid for more than an hour.

He smiled coolly, "Ask her? You are the only one who deserves it. You really think of yourself as a bandit."

"Forget it, I'm talking about art with you, it's a blasphemy to the little fairy."

Qi Heng flinched back immediately, "It looks good... oh no, it sounds good, it sounds so fucking good, Tian Lai."

Han Qiliang stared at him leisurely.

Yan Chi silently quickened his pace, from the corridor to the elevator, he wished he could fly as fast as he could.

Chu Yao's national style dance at the Golden Deer Awards.

There were many people sitting on the sofa and on the carpet.

The cheers in the box could blow the roof off.

Han Qi closed the door directly, and his ears were close.

He was not in a hurry, it would be fine to go back anyway, he just strolled around slowly to let off the smell of alcohol.

When he was about to turn the corner, he caught a glimpse of Nan Jiaojiao's figure and thought he had made a mistake, so he stared at the back for a second time, and it was exactly the same as her figure playing the guzheng.

(End of this chapter)