After the divorce, the whole world wants to chase her

Chapter 242
Mi Le had a head of fluffy and slightly messy wavy hair.

Last night's delicate makeup has become unattractive after a night of rubbing, her fair skin is dirty from the makeup, and even the fiery red lipstick on her lips is messed up.

Embarrassed and funny.

At this time, he was still in a low mood to find Master Jiuxing to question him.

Looking for her mobile phone everywhere, she wanted to transfer money to Lao Jiu: "Where is my mobile phone?"

After searching around, Mi Le couldn't find any trace. Mi Le had a headache, so he didn't look for it at all, and threatened Lao Jiu impassionedly: "What happened last night, I advise you to shut up obediently, I will have someone give you the money, you It's best not to pester me, otherwise you can't imagine the consequences."

Take the money and seal it?

Want to wipe away all the absurdity and gaffes from drinking last night?
Old Nine: "..."

After all, it was his fault.

With a sullen handsome face, Lao Jiu didn't take Mi Le seriously, and gave the order to evict the guest coldly: "That's the best." Gritting his teeth, he swallowed the resentment in his heart: "You can go."

When has the eldest lady suffered such a good attitude.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was ordered to evict the guest before he could explain clearly.

Proud self-esteem is suppressed.

"How do I see that you are a little familiar?"

There was no sign of any movement on the road that Lao Jiu got out of, obviously ignoring Mi Le's move to change the subject.

"You, you, you." Mi Le finally remembered who the man in front of him was: "Aren't you the little man at the Ji family dinner?"

With a cry of exclamation, the sharpness of the woman pierced through the entire comfortable courtyard.

The last bit of patience of Lao Jiu disappeared without a trace, his eyes were clear and cold, without any warmth: "I said, miss, do you want to settle the accounts at the dinner together with me now?" ?”

With arms folded, Lao Jiu leaned against the wall behind him with a lazy posture.

Everything in the room was still messed up by some trouble last night, looking at it now, it was simply horrible.

Mi Le looked dazed, and before she could open her mouth, Lao Jiu was aggressive: "I still have evidence of your crime from last night."

Miller: "?"

I saw Lao Jiu raised the mobile phone in his hand, as if he was afraid that he would not believe it, Lao Jiu deliberately let go.

Start with the bar scene.

Her peerless face appeared on the phone screen.

Mi Le looked at the calm old Jiu in horror and disbelief.

"Brother, I really love you, why don't you look at me." It was the picture of her hugging the man's arm coquettishly and refusing to let go.

"No, I want to go home together, you take me home, home, home." It was she who was crying and pestering the man to take herself away.

"Brother's mouth is so soft, I still want to kiss, okay?" Mi Le completely broke down.

She is the majestic young lady of the MC group, where has her image gone?
To be so wild with a little man?

Mi Le didn't want to watch any more, but Lao Jiu didn't intend to pause.

The screen switched, and it became Lao Jiu's home.

"It's so comfortable, so good." She crazily wrapped her arms around the man's waist and refused to let go, and even dragged him to bed to... sleep.

Mi Le's three views completely collapsed at this moment.

But at this moment, Lao Jiu's family is in a mess, naturally it is her masterpiece.

Mi Le was speechless, and he dodged his eyes staring at the man in high spirits.

However, the room is so big, Mi Le scanned around, and finally softened his arrogant posture: "Okay, I know, can you stop letting it go, that's all, how much can you say?" Mi Le was speechless Looking at Lao Jiu who really looked like a little man in front of him, his tone was much softer.

But in Lao Jiu's ears, she was still domineering and arrogant.

"Miss, do I look like I'm short of money?" He opened his mouth and shut his mouth about money, and Lao Jiu was unhappy when he heard it.

When did he become the majestic boss of Nancheng, so rewarded by a woman?
Old Jiu's tone was cool, and Mi Le was shocked when he heard it. He looked at Lao Jiu vigilantly, for fear that he would open his mouth like a lion, and if his father knew about it, he would inevitably scold him severely.

Frowning eyebrows, the dirty little face has three-dimensional features, under the embarrassment, it can't hide its own beauty.

"Then what do you want?"

To deal with this kind of people, Mi Le has always used money to deal with them. When he suddenly met someone who didn't want money, Mi Le was a little panicked.

"What do you want?" Lao Jiu raised his brows in disinterest, his eyes swept across the mess in the room: "You made it, shouldn't you clean it up before you leave?"

"Clean it up? You want me to clean up your room?" Mi Le screamed almost subconsciously. Since when did she clean up these things before, she was a majestic young lady.

There has always been a nanny to take care of the house, and she doesn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers.

The tone is full of incredible.

Thinking of something, afraid of the man's repentance, he reluctantly nodded his head in embarrassment, who knew that Lao Jiu was not so easy to dismiss, and said again: "Spiritual loss, buy me a breakfast downstairs, physical loss, before leaving, Take the trash with you."

"what?"

clean up the room?

Buy breakfast?
Still want to throw out the trash?
Mi Le put his hands on his hips and said angrily, "I said you really treat me like a nanny?"

"This is the nanny?" Lao Jiu sneered coldly: "Then how did you treat me last night? Are you the kind of woman in the bar?"

The two drew their swords angrily, and neither of them would easily bow their heads and admit defeat.

What Mi Le hates the most is that she is compared to the kind of woman who doesn't care about herself and degrades herself.

Rebuking Lao Jiu angrily, his eyes were full of hostility: "You are enough."

The sharp voice was full of annoyance: "Is it my turn to explain clearly to you, Miss Ben? Isn't she just an errand job, who is afraid of whom?"

It's like being beaten with chicken blood.

Mi Le defiantly began to sort out one by one according to the order of the aunt's method in memory.

He didn't even look at Lao Jiu again.

I don't know why, but I just feel angry at this woman who is pestering me for no reason, and when I finish speaking and finishing, I feel a little empty in my heart.

Lao Jiu shook the unrealistic thoughts in his head, turned around and went downstairs.

Time is always fast and unstoppable.

In the living room downstairs, a strong coffee aroma wafted around.

Angrily, Mi Le tidied up the bedroom roughly, barely able to read on, then turned around, and tidied up all the garbage in the trash can. With the arrogance of the young lady, she pinched the trash with her two fingertips in distaste. bag, wishing to be eight meters away from myself.

As soon as he walked downstairs with dull footsteps, he saw the figure in a comfortable posture on the sofa, sipping coffee and admiring the morning scenery outside the window, feeling very uncomfortable.

The anger in my heart grew even stronger.

He stared fiercely at Lao Jiu's back, then turned and went out.

With anger, Mi Le didn't realize what he looked like now.

Early in the morning, in order to avoid this little man from the plague god, Mi Le went out to throw out the trash as soon as he finished cleaning, and was going to buy breakfast for a certain plague god with his dirty hands. Who made him be so troublesome.

He didn't even notice how embarrassed he was at this moment.

(End of this chapter)