Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

Xia Anning threw the handbag in the past, did not pull the zipper, when landing, the mobile phone fell out directly.

After the call, let them come to two people, fine Yao son will also be in a daze on the couch to sleep.

"Pop." Qing Yao'er is already asleep, but the dim light suddenly comes on. She still feels the light with her eyes closed. Qing Yao'er is discontented and continues to sleep.

In contrast, Xia Anning is obviously not the first time to come into contact with this kind of thing. He can sleep soundly without moving.

"Ouch? What's going on?! Why are there two more people! If you don't have a private room to talk, how can you spell one for us? " A man came in. Seeing this, he was first at the waiter.

This man, full of fat, looks very difficult to provoke.

The waiter was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and said he was sorry.

"Today, I have an appointment with a big client to talk about voice. Can I sign a contract in this kind of environment?" The fat man continued.

The waiter volunteered and said, "how about I wake these two people up for you?"

When the leader came in, he happened to hear this sentence and then said: "their time has passed. I don't know why no one has come to clean it up. We really don't have any other private rooms. Make do with it first. I promise someone will clean it up right away."

"This That's all right The fat man agreed, and the waiter pushed them forward. They were quiet.

"Ladies, it's time you woke up."

Hearing the sound, Qing Yao'er scratched her head discontentedly and turned her face to one side again.

When a fat man sees Qing Yao'er's face, it's a light in front of his eyes.

He rubbed his hands and called back the waiter.

"Go ahead. I'll take care of it here. " The fat man waved his hand and said.

"But this..." The waiter wanted to say something more, but he was forced away by the leader.

When the fat man saw this, he was very happy. He took out a handful of banknotes from his bag and handed them to him.

Close the door of the private room, the leader hit the waiter on the head, "I don't know if you can offend others, and I want to mind other people's business!"

"I'll tell you, people are going to calm down today, so don't look for trouble!"

"But..." The waiter was puzzled, "they are still wearing school uniforms. If we don't rescue them, they will..."

"Come on! Put away your heroic gesture! Go to work! Quickly find someone to take away the wine bottles in the private room! " The leader gave it to him again and came back quickly.

After a while, the wine bottles in the private room disappeared completely.

The fat man sits beside Qing Yao'er, and a pair of greasy hands hold Qing Yao'er's snow-white face.

In her sleep, Qing Yao'er is unconscious. She reaches out her hand to take a picture of him, but she is clenched.

The fat man chuckled and lowered his head slowly. The men who came to accompany him were all happy to see him.

At this time, the door of the private room was opened again. The fat man was about to drive people out, but he saw a handsome man come in.

All of a sudden, the fat man jumped up, "the emperor and the young sit here."

Wan Yi Shao means a deep look at him and said, "it seems that I'm not at the right time. I've delayed Mr. Wang's good work."

Mr. Wang quickly waved his hand, "it's all a misunderstanding. I just remember, don't you just like pure? That's what left them

"Oh?" Wan Yi Shao chuckled and said nothing more.