Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

It was only then that Han Xueqing realized that she was too complacent, and hurriedly leaned over to please her: "Qianqian, am I excited? It's useless."

Luo Qingqian eased the feeling of nausea in her heart, and then she had the time to talk to her: "Stop, don't think about it, hurry up, don't you want to go in?"

"Woooo, Qianqian, you hurt my heart too much." Han Xueqing pretended to cry.

Luo Qingqian ignored her, got out of the car, walked a few steps, and heard Han Xueqing's screaming.

"Wow, Qianqian, isn't this a Ferrari s49? Aww, I really want to steal it."

Luo Qingqian heard the sound and walked over, and sure enough, she saw a Ferrari S49 parked steadily on the side of the road outside the bar.

Her eyes lit up instantly, and she looked at the car in front of her as if she were a lover, but she still had a sliver of reason: "Don't even think about it, I want to keep my freedom to get this car."

"Qianqian, do you have an idea?" Han Xueqing looked excited.

"Letting you seduce the owner of the car, does it count?" Luo Qingqian dragged her chin and said seriously.

Han Xueqing was a little dazed when she heard the words, but when she came to her senses, she said, "I would rather, but I don't know if the other party likes my style..."

Luo Qingqian couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, "Man, if you like your style, you really need to have that kind of demand."

"That aspect? Which aspect?" Han Xueqing said hello.

Um, for example, I like men...men.

The expression on Han Xueqing's face froze instantly: "Hehe, Qianqian, did you do it on purpose?"

"However, if you can change to long hair, I think the success rate will be higher." Luo Qing said with a slight smile.

As expected, Han Xueqing's eyes were diverted, and she looked distressed: "But I can't be too beautiful, or I will be coveted by others."

"Man, fight for the Ferrari S49." Luo Qingqian said encouragingly, dragging her chin.

"Well, Qianqian, you're right, but wait until I've had some wine to strengthen my nerves. Besides, the owner of the car is not here. Maybe we'll meet inside later."

"OK."

Because the two had VIP cards, they walked in smoothly.

But Han Xueqing prefers the hall, so the two didn't ask for a private room, and sat down in a corner directly.

After ordering a few bottles of Han Xueqing's favorite wine, Luo Qingqian only ordered a low-purity cocktail, sat in the corner, took out the microcomputer, and clicked it.

After a while, a series of data appeared, and it was a picture of a private room.

Among them is Luo Qingtian who stands out.

Opposite her is a man whose face has been splashed with wine. From the brows, he can vaguely recognize that it is a popular niche.

There was once an affair with Luo Qingtian, but there has been little news recently, so it was a cheating.

While looking at the picture inside, Luo Qingqian took a small sip of wine, the taste of alcohol diffused in her mouth, and finally dispersed all over her body.

This feeling is intoxicating.

Han Xueqing didn't know where she had gone for a long time, but she was very skilled, so she wasn't worried.

It wasn't until the screen turned into an ambiguous two people, that Luo Qingqian turned off the video, turned it into a video, packaged it and sent it to Luo Yu.

in the villa,
Luo Yu waited for Lu Yang to land. She was working on the computer when she suddenly saw an email.

After clicking on it, her face changed drastically, and when she saw the person, her brows furrowed instantly.

He picked up the phone and called the other party.