Young Master, did you fall off your horse today?

Chapter 92

Su Qiao frowned.

These women are all stars, they usually surround Su Yaqing, they want to please her and get some resources.

It sounds like they are defending Luo Ling, but in fact they are all superficial for Luo Ling, all of which are plastic sisters' friendship.

She didn't bother to pay attention to these women, and glanced at them lightly.

"Do you have proof that I did it?"

"How about, you go to investigate the evidence, do you need me to call the police and let the police check it?"

Speaking of which, she really took out her mobile phone to make a call.

"Hey, what's the call? Su Qiao, you're really good at it. It's just like Sister Luo Ling said. She looks pure, but she's actually a vixen."

Those female artists became anxious. If the police really came to investigate, they would find out that Luo Ling put the paint bucket.

What's more, they all participated in it.

Looking at the slender, cool and noble KING next to him, the female artists felt sour and immediately changed their attack direction.

"That's right, I just went to Baofeng for a few days, and I already hooked up my boss. I heard that Sister Yaqing's boyfriend, Young Master Qin, even hooked her up."

"There's another friend here, isn't he very good at bedtime? Check it out."

Su Qiao didn't bother to pay attention, and was about to leave, but Jun Mochen's face became gloomy.

He held the box in one hand, turned around gracefully, his eyes swept over the faces of those women like ice.

This is exactly the same aura as that of Imperial Capital Junshao.

"To shut up."

His voice was hoarse and deep, but it carried a chilling aura.

The faces of those female artists changed, and everyone didn't dare to say a word, and took a step back unwillingly.

"Forget it, little wolf dog, let's go."

Su Qiao has been staring at the box in KING's hand, and the more she looks at it, the more frightened she becomes.

I'm afraid that if he accidentally drops the box on the ground, all those sex toys will be exposed to the public, and it's over.

So she didn't want to fight, and eagerly pushed KING forward.

"It's disgusting, why so many excellent men are all around this little fairy."

Looking at the back of Su Qiao going away, a female artist stomped her foot angrily.

Jun Mochen, who had already walked a few steps, turned around suddenly, with a sharp look in his eagle-like eyes.

"Because you are not worthy to carry her shoes."

There were bursts of inhalation sounds behind her, and Su Qiao's heart suddenly warmed up.

This was the first man to defend her so strongly in front of those who criticized her after her rebirth.

It's simply a boyfriend's power.

"Little wolf dog, thank you."

After walking away, Su Qiao glanced at the silent man beside her, with a soft voice.

Jun Mochen held the box with his face a little cold, as if he was thinking about something.

"Little Qiao, I'm going to take a step ahead."

He narrowed his eyes, and his voice became even more charming in the empty corridor.

He patted the box.

He leaned forward in front of her and lowered his voice.

"Remember to come to me for treatment in a few days. You are not allowed to flirt, do you hear? I don't need to do it myself, the things in the box can satisfy you."

Su Qiao swallowed, feeling annoyed.

What a hell.

Little wolf dog, I just didn't pay off your bed fee, why did I come out with a husband's tone of course.

"Go, go, go, go."

The sticks in the box were almost exposed by him, and the ambiguous shape made Su Qiao blush like a tomato.

Jun Mochen was pushed away by her angrily. After parting, the corners of his lips slightly raised, he picked up his cell phone and made a call.

The doting smile on his lips just now withdrew instantly, and his eyes were cold.

"Li Feng, let someone check out some female artists of Starlight, make arrangements, and teach them a little lesson."

　Haha, it's hard to control the update time now.Let's post a chapter if there is one.Young Master Jun's boyfriend is so powerful, what do you like?
　　
　
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