alcohol addiction

Chapter 127 Ninety-nine is too sweet, I don't know if I can eat it or not in my dream

Half an hour later, Mu Jiu appeared in the front yard with rice paper in his hand.

When she saw Lu Changsheng standing in Mofang, her face turned pale with fright.

Trembling trembling voice: "Big Brother"

At this time, an old lady walked up behind Mu Jiu.

The old lady has an outstanding temperament, elegant and extravagant, and a gorgeous body.

"This is Jiujiu's brother, right? Hello, I'm Mrs. Yingyan."

Hearing the word Yingyan, Lu Changsheng's cold eyes were slightly moved.

"Hello."

This lady was the teacher he wanted to invite Jiujiu in the past, but he couldn't.

Mrs. Yingyan smiled softly: "I like this little girl very much. This store belongs to me. I wonder if Mr. Lu will allow this little girl from the Lu family to come here to accompany me for two hours every day."

Lu Changsheng looked at Mu Jiu with cold eyes.

Mu Jiu's watery eyes were flustered, and he stammered: "Brother, I, if I don't learn, I will stay at home obediently."

Lu Changsheng's tone was very light, but respectful: "Please trouble Madam Yingyan, my little sister has been naughty since she was a child, but she loves to draw. It is fate to meet you. The Lu family is very grateful."

Mu Jiu really didn't expect his big brother to agree so much.

Bo Qiqi is awesome, awesome.

The old lady let the big brother put down his guard.

Say goodbye to it.

When Mu Jiu got into the car, Lu Changsheng said coldly, "Jiujiu, how did you meet Mrs. Yingyan?"

Mu Jiu shook his head, and said softly, "The grandma just said that she likes my paintings very much, brother, is the grandma very good?"

Lu Changsheng observed Mu Jiu's expression, still looking heartless.

He explained: "Well, a gentleman who I wanted to hire for you in the past is beneficial to you."

He is also a top figure in the field of painting and calligraphy, and no one can compare.

*
Fu Yingyan walked into the backyard.

Then I saw the boy from the Bo family lying on the chair.

That cold, arrogant and domineering appearance is no different from the one just coaxing the little girl.

"Ah Qi, there are quite a lot of young girls in Nida."

Bo Qi sat up, the cigarette in his hand was extinguished in the ashtray.

Those deep eyes looked at Grandma Fu.

Thin lips curled into a smile: "Well, her brother disagrees, we secretly dated, Grandma Fu offered to help, Ah Qi is grateful."

But Fu Yingyan snorted coldly: "Your nonsense news, which one dares to ask you to be your husband-in-law? If you are just playing for fun, I, Fu Yingyan, will not help you. This is not a harm to the little girl."

Bo Qi's thin lips curled up even more: "Grandma Fu, Jiujiu is mine."

Everything else needs no explanation.

As for the Bo family, Fu Yingyan knew better.

Fu Yingyan sighed: "Then you have to teach that girl seriously, and treat her well. In addition to being young, the words in her paintings are still young. You can't hurt such a simple little girl."

Fu Yingyan didn't know if what she did was right or not, but this kid was taught by her since she was a child. She has a trustworthy personality, and if she can ask her, then she has taken her heart, and besides being a little girl, everything is likable. .

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After returning to Lu's house, Mu Jiu returned to his room after eating.

Opening the rice paper, there are two chic names on it.

Lu Jiujiu, Mu Jiu.

It's all her.

The man's handwriting is domineering and arrogant.

The force is strong, and the feeling of majesty is written.

Mu Jiu looked at his name with silly joy.

The chubby face is nothing but happy.

Unable to bear it, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Bo Qi.

【Bo Qiqi, I want your name. 】

Soon there was a message.

[Aren't you afraid of being seen by your big brother, and then follow me?Or imprison you? 】

Seeing this, Mu Jiurou's pouty face collapsed, indeed.

Big brother doesn't like her being with Bo Qiqi very much.

Ordinary ones don't work.

Mu Jiu replied.

[Got it, you have to go to bed earlier, you are not allowed to play in the bar, we will meet tomorrow. 】

At this time, Bo Qi was in the clubhouse.

The private room was full of smog, men smoked a lot, and even played cards.

Noisy.

In that corner, there are two pairs of wild mandarin ducks lingering.

Bo Qi replied [I'm thinking about Jiujiu, brother Qi suffers from insomnia, Jiujiu is too sweet, I don't know if I can eat it or not in my dream. 】

When Mu Jiu received this text message, his whole face was flushed with shame.

The images of Bo Qiqi teaching her to kiss are all in my mind.

Immediately ran to the bed and got into the quilt.

The feet outside were moving happily.

The soft voice is full of chatter.

"Big villain, you don't need money if you talk about love, it's dead."

(End of this chapter)