Dear Commander-in-Chief

Gong Jue's cold face was covered with clouds.

This stupid woman has messy private life!

Run away and hook up with a wild man, and carry a pregnancy test stick with you, and there are so many wild men in your mobile phone-Xiaoye?

"Looking at this name, it's a female gun!" Gong Jue snorted disdainfully.

The bad taste of a fool.

"What are you doing with my phone?" Gu Qiqi's vigilant voice came.

Gong Jue's slender fingers flipped twice quickly.

The words "Little Master Xiao Ning" were instantly blocked.

The number is still there, but this number can no longer be called, and it cannot be called in. It is a more powerful blacklist.

The most advanced black, science and technology!

Gu Qiqi took the phone and turned it over, but found nothing unusual.

The big clear eyes blinked, and said slowly: "I have to think again, is I in the mood to accompany you to the banquet tonight..."

However, Gong Jue did not bird her at all.

Directly order Adjutant Lu: "Go, get her an evening gown, and leave in three minutes!"

Gu Qiqi: "..."→_→

Three minutes and three seconds later.

Gong Jue sat in the back seat of the military vehicle and was impatient!

Gu Qiqi finally opened the door.

"Late! One of the things that I hate the most. This account, let you remember first--" Gong Jue's unhappy voice stopped abruptly.

He frowned and looked at Gu Qiqi.

The petite and exquisite girl, wearing a brand-new school uniform skirt, got into the car with a smirk.

"Where's the evening dress?" The gloomy voice was ignited.

"It doesn't fit!" Gu Qiqi was justified.

Gong Jue twisted his eyebrows and stared at Gu Qiqi's collar for a few seconds: "Impossible, I personally measured it."

Gu Qiqi glared, then laughed: "That might be that you are a little small."

Gong Jue: "..."

Does Mao think this is a bit ambiguous?

Even though Gongjue wanted to tear off Gu Qiqi's school uniform with his own hands, he replaced it with the expensive evening gown he specially ordered.

But looking at Gu Qiqi's pure and pleasant appearance in school uniform, he actually felt that he looked 10,000 times better than the evening dress.

He must be blind.

"boarding!"

==

Private villa.

Gu Qiqi stared at the host's welcoming posture.

At least fifty Filipino domestic helpers stood in two rows respectfully in front of the villa, and more than a hundred plainclothes guards stood a little further away in the dark, guarding them majesticly, while the host and his wife went to the gate and bowed to greet them.

Unexpectedly, not giving up a man's face is quite big.

She glanced at the medallion on the host's shoulder and clothes. She couldn't understand at all, she thought, she didn't know what position was Gongjue?

This kind of battle is simply not worth mentioning in Gong Jue's eyes.

If it weren't for comforting Qingcheng's subordinates and taking the form, he would never show up at this dinner.

He dragged Gu Qiqi out of the car, and when Gu Qiqi couldn't see the steps or tripped over, he quickly grabbed her little snake waist and cursed her: "A stupid woman has no brains, even eyes. It's not long?"

The host was secretly surprised.

It is rumored that Sir Alex Ferguson is not close to female sex, but now this posture...

Sir Alex Ferguson was so arrogant that he didn't even look at himself, but he could notice if the girl stumbled.

Stuck!

So at the dinner table that night, the host didn't dare to provoke the cold-hearted Gongjue, so he had to curve to save the country and flatteringly please Gu Qiqi.

"Miss Qi Qi, may I ask if your relationship with our Sir Alex is..."

Faced with the gossip problem of the male host, Gu Qiqi suddenly made a small evil, and said with a smile: "This is my uncle, I am his little niece."

Gong Jue: "..."

Damn, when did I become so old as an uncle!

Just about to refute, suddenly, Gu Qiqi's slender arm was stretched out quickly and took his arm!

Gong Jue's body stiffened, and an electric current hit his mind, and then transmitted to his limbs.

It's numb!

The stupid woman touched him again!

And there was nothing wrong with him.