Chapter 569 Journey to the Desert (7)

Song Xiaoxiao glanced at Qiu Wuming with indifferent eyes, but Qiu Wuming inexplicably felt pressured, "You are Yuanyuan's only friend along the way, so I naturally have to take good care of you."

Qiu Wuming inexplicably added this sentence.

Going back to his car, Qiu Wuming was extremely upset, that Dugumo was clearly a badass, who actually made Song Xiaoxiao care so much, and Song Xiaoxiao still didn't want to give him a smile even though he could have whatever he wanted.

"Young Master Qiu, that person doesn't know how to compliment..." Xiaoya just said.

"Shut up!" Qiu Wuming, who was in a bad mood, was angry at this moment, he couldn't be angry at Song Xiaoxiao and Ling Yuanyuan, but he could be angry at Xiaoya, and he didn't need to care about this woman's mood at all.

Xiaoya's face turned red and then pale, she flinched, she didn't make a sound, but she hated Song Xiaoxiao in her heart, because of her, Qiu Wuming got angry with herself.

If there is a chance, she will definitely not be spared.

"I really thought that going to the desert was just for fun. When I encounter a desperate situation, I'll see how he begs me." With Qiu Wuming Yinzhe's eyes, he looked at the car that Dugu Mo was driving. There was no extra equipment and equipment in the car. Food, for the three of Song Xiaoxiao to survive in the desert, this is where Qiu Wuming is confident.

"Young Master, this old man is the most familiar guide in the desert. Letting him take us will save us a lot of trouble." A bodyguard came over, looked at Qiu Wuming respectfully and said.

Qiu Wuming glanced at the old man indifferently, "Then hurry up and leave." His tone was indifferent.

"We need camels." As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he saw Qiu Wuming's dissatisfied expression, "Your camels are as well-equipped as mine? Expensive? Useful? Xiaoqi, give him the deposit and tell him to shut up." Qiu Wuming was upset He waved his hand and stopped talking.

The old man looked at Qiu Wuming's eyes and shivered for a while. After getting the deposit, he didn't insist on opening his mouth. Anyway, it was a game that rich people liked to play. At worst, he would run out by himself.

The group officially entered the desert at this time.

Qiu Wuming looked at Dugumo's car following his car with disdain, and some thoughts kept flashing through his mind.

"Sister, how could you tolerate that ugly monster dangling in front of you?" Mo Xiaoyang looked at Song Xiaoxiao dissatisfied.

"He is Yuanyuan's friend after all, so we can't embarrass him too much to make it difficult for Yuanyuan."

Mo Xiaoyang listened to this explanation, although it was a bit far-fetched, he didn't say anything more.

On the contrary, Dugu Mo said leisurely, "He's not good enough for Ling Yuanyuan, it's better not to get in touch with such people."

"Brother Mo, I understand." Song Xiaoxiao looked obedient and called Brother Mo directly, which made Dugu Mo very pleased.

"Oh, brother, is this jealous?" Mo Xiaoyang teased with a smile. "However, how can that kind of thing be the opponent of big brother, big brother, your vision is too low."

Mo Xiaoyang curled his lips in disdain.

"Such disdain, you still eat other people's food." Dugu Mo teased, rarely in a good mood.

"Hmph, this is Sister Yuanyuan's stuff, not his. But it seems that he is chasing after Sister Yuanyuan in such a big fight. How could he be so courteous to the young lady in front of Sister Yuanyuan? And with another woman who looks disgusting with heavy makeup."

Mo Xiaoyang seems to be unable to figure out this profound love problem.

"This kind of man is a scumbag. If you don't die, you won't die." Song Xiaoxiao suddenly popped up such a classic sentence.

(End of this chapter)

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