That Scumbag is Going To Heaven

  Chapter 969 Passionate

Xi Qinghuan is similar to Xi's father Xiao. It can be seen that Xi's father is also a rare beautiful man. As a successful person, he has a handsome face with no real age, and he is successful before he raises his hands. The guilty power of a man is full of fatal attraction to the little girl. Even if Xi's father is old enough to be his own father, many little girls are still moved.

  The mobile phone that fell on the carpet was picked up. The owner of the mobile phone had a pair of very beautiful hands. His fingers were slender and pointed like bamboo shoots, and the complexion was fair and creamy, so it looked like a good work of art.

  Father Xi’s favorite is these hands, and he will hold them in his hands during leisure time.

  This time, Father Xi has no interest.

  The hands came around from behind, gradually slipped from the shoulders, and sank in from the collar of the shirt. Finally, they deliberately fiddled in front of Father Xi’s chest, like playing the piano.

"What's the matter, isn't A Huan willing? Why?" The soft voice contained grievances and whispered, "Is A Huan misunderstanding me? I just want to help him, why is he angry? "

  "Why don't I call A Huan to explain?"

Father Xi had been sitting with no expression on his face, allowing the lover behind him to tease him, until the other party finished speaking, Father Xi took away his hands that were walking on his chest, got up, condescendingly looked at the man wearing only a thin sling skirt Woman, "Tang Jie, if you dare to disturb A Huan, if I can lift you to the sky, I can also step you into the mud."

  He understands his son very well. As long as he doesn’t step on his bottom line, he takes a light look at many things and never feels relieved.

  He must also know about his own outside affairs. As long as it doesn't disturb his life or disturbs him, he will never mention half a word.

  This time, the language was sharp. Obviously, someone was carrying him and disturbed his life.

   Son, is his bottom line, even want to touch a thing?

  Looking for death!

Father Xi always pays attention to his only son. He hurts the roots, and there is no possibility of having a second child. Whoever hurts Xi Qinghuan is equivalent to hurting his life. The favored mistress thinks that she can take the opportunity to take the place, but she never thought about it. , Fell into the mud from the clouds in a blink of an eye.

  Xi Qinghuan received a call from Xi's father again. On the phone, she told her that the secretary named Tang would not disturb him anymore and had been fired, and asked if Xi Qinghuan was a little happy.

Happy?

   Xi lightly twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of sneer, "It's fine if you are happy, don't care whether I am happy or not. That is your life, so please enjoy it."

"I got angry again. Dad knew he was wrong. Dad is now in Southern Province and can't pick you up. Let your mother arrange for a driver to pick you up. When you arrive, call Dad and don't always let me chase you. Rest early, Dad has something to deal with, good night, son."

  Father Xi did not expect to coax his son well. He just told Xi Qinghuan that in his heart, his son will always be number one, and no one can shake it.

   But for Xi Qinghuan, it is not that important.

  In the bedroom, Lu Shian was packing his luggage, the door of the bedroom half-covered opened, Xi Qinghuan stood at the door and stopped.

  Lu Shian straightened up, and smiled: "Are you out for a walk? Are everything packed away?"

   "Nothing to pack. How about you, put it away?" Xi Qinghuan walked in, it seemed that there was already a trace of strangeness between the two.

  (End of this chapter)