Reborn Xueba is crazy

Chapter 87 206 My brother is a sister-in-law 3
ps: I don’t know why Chapter 206 came here, and I can’t change it, everyone skips it first, and read it later

"Well, you guys have a good rest, I live here too, and I will go to the stadium with you tomorrow."

Lake put one hand in his trouser pocket, turned and left.

"Captain, you form your own team, anyway, Xiao Qianqian can only be with me, so we will go up first."

With a smile on the corner of Mo Xiaole's lips, she walked up the girl's shoulders.

Ye Qingcheng turned sideways, slender and straight, with a dignified profile, "Let's go."

In the end, Yan Ruofeng and Ye Qingcheng were allocated a room. The most important thing for Liufeng was money. Each room was so luxurious that it dazzled the eye. One room had two big beds, and everything one should have was available.

There is also a huge hot spring pool on the top floor of the hotel, and some people will go there to hold night parties at night.

But the price is scary. If you are not very rich, you can bankrupt people almost overnight.

A certain bBOSS captain only raised the corners of his lips lazily, and with a twitch of the corners of his handsome and indifferent eyes, he wrapped up the open-air hot spring at night.

Seeing that it was still early in the evening, Su Ziqian took out his computer decisively.

After turning it on, slide the mouse with your finger to check Bai Ruoxi's IP address.

Finally, she landed in Lotte Film and Television City, and she must have been very busy, because she checked the chick's recent developments by the way, and found that the chick has been filming recently, and has almost no time to stop.

It seems that the chance to see him this time is gone.

Mo Xiaole watched the girl clack and clatter as she tapped the keyboard, and the fingering was really beautiful.

"Xiaoqian, are you playing a game? Your hands are so fast."

With a smile on the corner of the girl's mouth, she glanced sideways at Mo Xiaole, "Yeah, I'm playing an online game."

Mo Xiaole became interested, walked over, leaned over to take a look, and found that it was really a picture of an online game.

"Xiaoqian, you must be very good at playing online games, after all, your hands are so fast that I can hardly see clearly."

Su Ziqian supported his forehead with one hand, "Well, it's so-so, but the hand is quick and the operation is not very good."

Mo Xiaole acted like I couldn't believe it.

"Xiaoqian, do you want to go down and buy something to eat?"

When Su Ziqian heard about eating, her eyes lit up. As a foodie, she likes food the most.

The hotel is very big, the two took out their room cards, and walked down before they could change into their team uniforms.

After all, there are a lot of things on the first floor of the hotel, so you can get what you want.

However, when going down, a little episode happened.

It looks like he is an American, but he is blunt and looks like a dandy and arrogant.

That person was probably playing a game, and he walked without looking ahead, playing with his cell phone with the people next to him.

When Su Ziqian and Mo Xiaole saw this person, they gave way without saying anything.

But this person probably lost the game, and threw the phone out because he felt uncomfortable.

Probably because he passed by not too far away, the phone happened to hit Su Ziqian on the back.

The man looked at the backs of the two of them without any apology, his head was slightly raised, and a dandy smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

The force was a bit heavy, Su Ziqian let out a muffled snort, and his eyes sank.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaole got angry immediately. In Beiyuan City, she is also a child of the royal family with millions of fans. She can be arrogant, but others dare to be so arrogant. Do you think she doesn't exist?

Any of Liu Feng's team members could lose a Sanda champion in seconds, but after Mo Xiaole sneered, he didn't rush forward, instead he took out his mobile phone handsomely, and with a wave of his hand, the mobile phone hit the young foreigner heavily on the forehead . .
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