Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

"Miss Xiaojiu, the happiest thing I've come to Huaxia this time is to meet you! Goodbye! Oh, no, never see you again!"

Rice's joking voice resounded here, and then an extended version of the black Rolls Royce came to them, and Les stepped into the car, and the car immediately started, and quickly disappeared in this remote place.

In the car, Yan Shu looked back at Long Qingtian's stinky face, and couldn't help asking: "Master, why do you want Miss to be misunderstood by him?"

Les lazily said: "Hmph, I just see that kid's stinky fart, I'm very upset!"

Yan Shu: ...

Rice said again: "Don't forget, my mission in China is to drive a wedge between them, hum!"

Yan Shu: ...Since there is going to be a divorce, why bother to leave in such a disgruntled manner, and why tell them that he is leaving?Master, when did you learn how the young lady is duplicity?

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Mo Jiu still held his forehead.

For some reason, she couldn't feel any emotion from this kiss.

Perhaps it was a family relationship of flesh and blood. When Les said that she would never see her again, she felt inexplicably sad in her heart, as if a person who should have occupied a large position in her life since childhood was passing away from her life.

Les is leaving?

Although I've only met him a few times, and every meeting is either a hail of bullets or a bloody drama, but somewhere in the dark, Mo Jiu actually develops a slight liking for this beautiful uncle.

He never hurt himself.

Even several times, he gave up his life to save himself.

A person as proud as him may not have been injured a few times in his life, but for her, he was injured again and again.

And now, he's leaving?

Just when Mo Jiu had a crush on him and had some inexplicable feelings, did he want to leave?

Mo Jiu felt that the change of plot was too dramatic!

"Hmph, I've gone so far, I can't see anymore!" Long Qingtian's cold voice brought Mo Jiu back from his contemplation.

Mo Jiu was taken aback, "Huh?"

Long Qingtian's face was full of displeasure, "If you look at it again, you will become a husband-wife stone!"

Mo Jiu was taken aback for another moment, before he could react, "Huh?"

"Ah what?" Long Qingtian put his arms around Mo Jiu's waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Only then did Mo Jiu feel the fragrance of alcohol in Long Qingtian's mouth.

At that moment, Mo Jiu twisted his nose, "Brother, have you been drinking?"

Uh, speaking of this, Mo Jiu just remembered that it seemed that Gong Chen was frustrated in love and dragged Long Qingtian to drink.

This guy actually drank too much?

But those eyes were very clear and clear, if he hadn't been close enough to see the rosiness on his cheeks, Mo Jiu almost forgot that he was drinking.

And smelling that smell, I drank a lot!

Hearing this sentence, Long Qingtian was silent for a while, then raised his head, "I'm not drunk."

Not drunk?

Mo Jiu didn't know where I heard it, only drunk people would emphasize that they were not drunk!

This means, her dear brother, did you drink too much?

Mo Jiu immediately supported Long Qingtian and put his arm on his shoulder, "Why do you drink so much, let's go home."

Unknowingly, the sadness brought about by Les's departure has disappeared without a trace.

Long Qingtian looked at the thin woman supporting him and slowly leaning towards the road, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he even put his own weight on Mo Jiu's body in a wicked way.