Beauty's Devil Guard

Su Meiran picked up the wine glass and collided with Xiao Yibang.

The wine rippled for a while, then Su Meiran raised the cup in her hand and drank it down.

In the box, two people here after a glass of liquor.

In the capital in winter, people with cold wind breathe long.

During the day and night, most of them are in the heating room.

The capital gradually subsided and began to prepare to bid farewell to the year and welcome the new year.

In the capital, everyone thinks that Qin Zhitao will not give up. After all, in the Birthday Ceremony of Qin Guoqiang, the old man lost his face.

But after all, Qin Zhitao has been calm these days.

Like in the capital, completely disappeared.

Only Qin Zhitao knows in his heart that he can't afford to lose in the early days of the general election. There can be no mistakes in any detail.

If you want to find the place, move Xiaoyi. Well, it's really touching.

Mahalanobis business empire, the threat is still light. Europa castle, this mysterious family. Once the maggot is staring at the tarsal, it's like a grudge.

It's not a matter of power, it's that no one is willing to offend the world's largest killer organization.

Moreover, Qin Zhitao has not been elected. Sometimes, when you attend certain occasions, if you have a lot of bodyguards. Well, it's definitely not a good thing.

Therefore, Qin Zhitao, after tossing and pondering these days, finally swallowed the evil spirit.

Tomorrow is the time for Xiao Yi to leave the capital.

Qin Zhitao knew that if he didn't do it again, he would have to wait for a while. I'm afraid I don't know if it's a monkey year.

So, tonight's Qin Zhitao is upset in his office.

Standing at the windowsill, a man with a pair of scissors, absentmindedly cutting a pot of plants.

The scissors cut off the branches and leaves, making a clear sound. Under Qin Zhitao's scissors, all the branches were cut off and dropped to the ground.

"Now is not the best time to move you." Qin Zhitao once again cut off the only branch above and said coldly: "however, there is revenge. I, Qin Zhitao, have been shining in spring all my life. It's like flowers blooming in a strange place. Since stepping into the officialdom, he has made a steady progress. No one, like you, has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of me and defy my will. "

On the Qinglong mountain mietianji Pavilion, Xiao Yi didn't inform him as he had agreed in advance. In the hands of Qin Guoqiang, the Mahalanobis business empire and the European Union castle stood up and embarrassed him. The root of everything is still Xiao Yi.

In Qin Zhitao's eyes, Xiao Yi is stuck in his throat like a fishbone. All over the body, it was a pain. I wish I could defeat Xiao Yi.

Heroes and heroes sometimes stand at a certain height. Then, the eyes are unable to accommodate people. Qin Zhitao is about to reach the peak of his life. No one has ever been so rebellious in his life.

Xiao Yi did it now.

This makes Qin Zhitao regard Xiao Yi as the enemy.

"Xiao Yi, you are so rampant, you are so bold." Qin Zhitao has been suppressing his anger these days. He can't bear it and yells. And, with a click, the potted plants in the flowerpot were cut off from the root.

In a moment, Qin Zhitao's long and narrow eyes, dark as a jewel in the dark, flickered with a dark luster and could not see the bottom. In the room, the eyes flow a Soul-catching light, but there is a trace of ruthlessness and indifference.

When you sweep out gently, your whole body will reveal the arrogance and coldness of the world!

"it's not too late for a villain to take revenge from morning to night, and it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years." Qin Zhitao stood in front of the windowsill, with a cold smile in his mouth, and spoke in a low voice.

The night is silent. Qin Zhitao stands in front of the windowsill for a long time.

Looking at the night outside the window, the whole person seemed to be a ghost. Never so, so hate a person, but just helpless.

On the other hand, there was a winter rain.

In the room, the potted plant had already been cut bare by Qin Zhitao. Only a pot of cold soil, still in the flowerpot. On the ground, the incomplete branches and leaves fluttered all over the ground, looking embarrassed.