Seducing Wife into Arms: Global Honeytrap for Fresh Wife

Life has to be like this. No matter how dark it is, Miss Qiao will live a wonderful life. No, she thought it was the end of the world a few days ago. Isn't there a way to deal with it now? Qiao Shiyu belongs to the optimist school. It's happy with a little sweetness.

"Dead boy, you're still trying to be brave here. Remember, if you miss your parents, you must call! You must call when you don't want to, one day. If you don't call at that time, don't blame me for flying to England and catching you directly."

"I know, don't think about anything natural and unrestrained, do you?" Qiao Shiyu played poor, and then smiled brightly.

"Dead boy, remember! Every day we should eat on time, go to bed on time, have classes on time and finish classes on time. Don't go to the messy places in the bar. We are serious people..."

"Yes, what my mother said is that small ones will be written down in small books one by one."

But where is Joe's mother willing? This is her daughter! For nearly twenty years, they have never separated. I started nagging again. I didn't mean to let my daughter leave at all.

"Dad, take care of your wife! If this happens, my great future will not be delayed." Josh murmured and spoiled his father.

Several people were amused. Qiao Shiyu told his parents goodbye, went to Lin Lulu, hugged her with open arms, and said in a heartfelt low voice: "thank you, Miss Lin, thank you really!"

"You are Lulu, big stupid pig, but this is the credit of brother Chen. You should take good care of yourself when you arrive in Britain. Of course, brother Chen will do his best to help you."

After another heartless ridicule, Qiao Shiyu walked towards the security office.

At the same time, in the VIP boarding area next to him, there was a tall man with expensive sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. That momentum is quite windy. There are five or six bodyguards behind him. He has the style of the boss of the underworld. He is only 0.1mm away from Qiao Shiyu, but he passes by in a few seconds.

For a while, Lin Lulu, who was already outside the airport, looked up and saw the plane passing overhead

Six years later, an international airport in city C.

A woman with long hair, shawls, sneakers and jeans, with a suitcase in her hand and a bright smile on her small face, was standing at the door and taking a deep breath of fresh air.

Then, facing the traffic flow of people, exhausted all his strength, opened his arms and shouted: "dear motherland, I, Qiao Shiyu is finally back, back!"

The taste of hometown is good. Chinese people with yellow skin and black hair look better than those with yellow hair on the streets of London. Over the years, the motherland she has been thinking about day and night is finally in front of her. It's so happy!

"Hey, hey, hey, this classmate, what are you yelling at? The earth is about to explode." suddenly, someone patted Qiao Shiyu on the shoulder.

Qiao Shiyu put down her luggage, looked back and saw her worried friend Lin Lulu, and then cried out: "ah ah..."

Then Lin Lulu shouted. The two girls jumped and hugged each other with open arms. After a while, their mood calmed down.

"Dead poetry, I haven't heard from you for so long. I thought you disappeared."