How can the president be fierce

Chapter 669 Are You The Savior?Where are you?

"No, I'm not sorry, young master, I really, really didn't mean to disturb you, it's just upstairs, downstairs..."

"I know, that little girl has a big backstage. Didn't you see that even the boss of the three-color club didn't dare to show up? You want me to be a hero to save the beauty? Sorry, I'm not interested in little girls who haven't fully developed yet. "

Xihe impatiently waved his hand to signal that he could get out, and wanted to kiss the little internet celebrity in his arms again, but was interrupted by the assistant again: "But, but... I seem to have seen the president's wife pass by just now... "

"Mrs. President?"

The handsome and evil man raised his eyebrows with great interest: "Which president's wife?"

"That's the one named Qing..."

Surnamed Qing?

Pour Xiaomo?
Xihe finally sat up straight, and got up while arranging his clothes: "Are you sure you read it right?"

"Sure, I checked several times, absolutely right!"

"It's so damn unlucky, why did she come here to stir up trouble?"

……

The top floor of the three-color clubhouse.

vvip lounge.

"hiss……"

The ice pack was applied to the face, which was both painful and cold. Qing Xiaomo gasped in pain, and cast a disgusted glance at the gloating Xi He: "Please, sir, can you restrain that wretched smile on your face?"

Xihe immediately endured it very seriously, and laughed again within two seconds: "Haha, it's so funny, who has a mirror? Hurry up and bring it to her to have a look, her face is stained, haha..."

asshole!

The owner of the three-color club has been sweating for some reason, frequently wiped his forehead with a tissue, and smiled awkwardly at the girls with colorful faces in the room: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my negligence. It’s a big deal, and I’m so sorry for hurting everyone.”

Nearly 50 years old, Liangcheng has a big man with a head and a face, but he has to bite the bullet and apologize to the three little girls.

The door of the lounge was suddenly violently kicked open.

The little girls hadn't reacted yet, but the boss jumped in fright and almost fell off the chair without sitting still.

Qing Xiaomo looked up, then turned her head away and silently rolled her eyes.

It's really a narrow road.

"Which one is looking for death? Dare to touch the person our young lady likes?"

Familiar hooligan-style threats.

The boss of the three-color club hurriedly got up, and smiled humbly: "Master Feng, I really didn't treat you well, and let your sister suffer here. I'm so sorry."

With a cigarette dangling from his lips, Feng Baizun walked in casually. His overly tall and wide body made the huge lounge look a lot narrower.

"elder brother!"

Feng Ying, who was still cursing just a second ago, immediately turned red with grievance: "Brother, they bullied me, woo..."

Feng Baizun's eyes seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years, his eyes swept over the people in the room one by one, and finally stopped on Qing Xiaomo's face: "Are you the savior? You are everywhere?"

Qing Xiaomo smiled but didn't smile: "To each other."

The four characters were almost squeezed out from between the teeth.

Xiga was lazily leaning on the sofa and biting a lollipop, and looked him up and down frivolously: "If you have time, let's do some mental construction first, this guy is Mu Sheng's precious lump, your sister put it on With her face scratched like this, I'm afraid they'll give you plastic surgery in the future."

spooky...

Qing Xiaomo glared at him angrily, didn't she get scratched a little bit?As for being disfigured?

(End of this chapter)