my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 140 This is my room!

Guan Zichen called her cell phone, and was hung up after it rang for a second. He stared at her speechlessly for a long time. He was sure that the woman ran home and became a turtle.

The rebellious and fiery drag girl is actually just a shy little girl.

He smiled and was about to start the engine, but saw a car passing by quickly, it was a car he was familiar with, An Haodong's Lamborghini.

He doesn't drive easily, but always attracts attention.

And the direction he is going is not the company.

He frowned. Regarding An Haodong's past, it was like dealing with Lan Mo and Lan Yan. He found nothing but the surface.

But An Haodong's breath made him feel more and more different, with some dangerous factors.

He called Huanchen's headquarters and asked them to secretly investigate An Haodong. Anyway, Lan Mo was his woman, and he wanted her to see clearly the true identity of the person she admired.

Start the engine again and drive to the seaside road.

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Lan Mo gave herself a thorough cleaning, and the nasty red spots and white spots disappeared. She casually put on a bathrobe, and she wasn't going to work anymore.

Anyway, it was the pervert who brought her out, so it wasn't considered skipping work.

She came out of the bathroom, and when she saw the person sitting leisurely on her bed, she was about to jump.

"Guan Zichen, who allowed you to come in! This is my room!"

Hou, no, this is her house at all, this stinky guy unexpectedly entered her room again uninvited, and this time he even ran into her room.

She was too busy these two days, so she didn't have time to change the password, she regretted it!
"Honey, of course I know this is your room. You suddenly disappeared. Do you know that I'm worried to death?"

Guan Zichen stood up exaggeratedly, but with an ambiguous smile on his face, he sized her up wantonly.

Although this white bathrobe wrapped her whole body, it was even more intriguing.

He has encountered this kind of scene many times, those women are waiting for her to come out of the bath like a beauty, and the less fabric the better.

As for Lan Mo, she was wearing a tight bathrobe, just standing by the door, staring at him angrily, already made his whole body boil.

(End of this chapter)