God Lu, you hung up again

Chapter 155 Changed his name to grandson
Song Huai received a text message at nearly one o'clock in the evening. When he received the text message, he and Ming Shu were doing some kind of exercise on the bed.

Song Huai was so angry that he cursed, "Fuck! Who! What bastard is so ignorant of people and interests, and still sends text messages in the middle of the night, crazy."

Ming Shu's face turned red and she pushed Song Huai's chest.

Song Huai shamelessly said coquettishly: "Ooooh...Xiao Shu..."

Mingshu sighed secretly, looking helpless.

Mingshu patted his back and held his forehead, "Go and see who sent the text message. It must be urgent to send it so late."

Hearing this, Song Huai raised his head and muttered a faint "Yes."

He just wanted to see which bastard sent the text message! !See if Song Huai doesn't kill that man tomorrow, he'll call him grandson instead!

With a look of reluctance, he got off Ming Shu, stretched out his long arm, and took the mobile phone from the bedside table.

Unlock the screen and click on the unread text message.

Boss: I'm at the airport, come and pick me up.

Eight words, simple and neat.

Song Huai was shocked for a moment. It was a text message from the boss...

He still remembered what he had just said.

Grass!who!Which bastard is so ignorant of people and interests, still texting in the middle of the night, crazy.

He just wanted to see which bastard sent the text message! !See if Song Huai doesn't kill that man tomorrow, he'll call him grandson instead!

Suddenly thinking about it, Song Huai regretted it. Is it too late for him to take back what he said?Don't call him Song Huaicai Sunzi instead...

After seeing this text message, he instantly became energetic and excited. He quickly stood up and put on his clothes and trousers. The movement was so fast that it seemed to be completed in the blink of an eye. Mingshu looked at Song with a confused look on his face. Conceive this series of actions.

Mingshu asked: "Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

Song Huai: "The boss sent a text message saying that he was getting off the plane back home and asked me to pick him up."

Ming Shu: "Then be careful on the road, and be careful not to drive too fast."

Song Huai: "Okay, my wife, you can go to bed first."

Mingshu: "I'm going to take a shower before going to bed. My body is sticky with sweat."

After Song Huai went out, Ming Shu lifted the quilt and took the bathrobe to the bathroom.

Song Huai drove the car, speeding up, and arrived at the airport gate in about 15 minutes.

Song Huai pressed the honking button, rolled down the window, and called Lu Heng, "Boss."

Lu Hengliang put the suitcase into the trunk, then opened the passenger door and got in.

Song Huai asked while driving: "Boss, why did you book such a late flight?"

Lu Heng did not answer, but asked Song Huai: "Is it very late?"

Isn't it too late at one o'clock in the middle of the night?

Of course, Song Huai didn't dare to say this, so he thought about it carefully before blurting out: "Uh... it's not too late, it's not too late, of course it's not too late, the nightlife has just begun, how can I play. "

Lu Heng did not look at Song Huai, but simply closed his charming peach blossom eyes and rested.

Seeing this, Song Huai didn't speak again, and the speed of the car was slower than before.

Song Huai was thinking, should he take the initiative to tell the boss about Uncle Lu's death?

Just when he decided to take the initiative to speak, he saw that the boss was asleep with dark circles under his eyes, but this did not affect his good looks. He was still handsome and charming, attracting bees and butterflies.

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