Bye-Bye

"Woo-"

Yu Xiang started the train whining, and cried when it was over.

Originally, he bought a plane ticket for the last day of Guagua’s college entrance examination to return to China, but he went downstairs from his residence on the day of departure, he was in a hurry and didn’t pay attention, and fell all the way. His forehead and face were blue and broken, but his feet were swollen. A large piece affects walking ability.

So he is still abroad now.

On the day he was injured, he had to contact Guagua. The people here obeyed his brother's order and confiscated all his electronic products. Today, they will return the phone and tablet to him when he recovers from his injury.

who knows…

who knows!

His Guagua has a dog!

What about his brother?

My future sister-in-law has grown her wings and flew away.

Yu Xiang felt that the sky was falling apart, he hugged the tablet, and the louder and louder the wow, the screen was covered with puddles of water.

Ziba also took off the earphone on the other side.

Can't stand it. Also a crybaby made of water, Li Jue sobbed softly, with trembling lips overflowing with sobs, or simply burst into tears silently.

As for Yu Xiang, he has sustained high decibels, thin and sharp.

"Why is your brother crying all of a sudden?"

A questioning voice sounded above his head, Ziobac unconsciously turned his face away, and his head hurt. He covered the place where he was hit, and stared speechlessly at the old pervert next to him.

Just be in the mirror, why are you still so close?

Qi Yiliao's arm was still resting on the back of the chair. The young man was originally facing the phone screen, but now he was facing him, with a little physiological redness at the end of his eyes.

Like a little red ink on a piece of white silk. Trendy, light colors.

"The effect of force is mutual." Qi Yiluo said helplessly, "If you hurt, uncle also hurts."

Zizania rolled her eyes.

His hand covering his head was taken away, and the palm of his hand was pressed against it. It felt dry and warm to the touch, and he rubbed the painful part of him one after another.

Before Zibai could care about being awkward, he was distracted by Qi Yiliao's question, "It's going to rain for a few days, what are your plans for traveling?"

"I have no idea." Zibai looked at the friend list on the account.

At first glance, there was only one cat online, and the blood stains disappeared completely at some point, as if it had never appeared before, and the neck was still broken suddenly, and the arc of the split was shrinking.

Its fur is all white, shiny and fluffy, and it looks like rua at a glance.

The cat's golden pupils were round, its ears pricked up, and it purred from its throat.

But the activity of its master didn't move, it seemed to be solidified.

Zibazania stared at it coldly. Are you happy, how active are you? What do you mean?

The cat wagged its tail at him.

Ziobac couldn't figure it out, and he was so angry that he "snapped" the cat owner's hand: "Okay, don't rub it for me."

The atmosphere suddenly changed from warm to tense.

Zibai didn't observe Qi Yiliao's expression, he was watching the activity. Cooperate with reading and chanting, and be a good student who loves to learn. You won’t get high, and you won’t get high if you provoke and fight back. It's **** weird.

Sure enough, his rank is not enough, and the timing of entering Lanmo Mansion is not right, so he should wait.

The corners of Zaobai's mouth drooped, and he became a mourner.

"Meow"

The cat barked at him suddenly. Your son had a cold face, and the meow was quite soft.

Jiaobai snorted coldly with a hard heart, you think that if you just yell casually, I will be... stupid.

Activity has increased.

2.

Damn, it's only this little, it's not enough to fit between the teeth, but Ziobac is overjoyed.

"Why do you lose your temper with a sullen face, and laugh with your legs shaking again?" Qi Yiluo frowned, his tone full of concern from the elders, "I'll ask the doctor to come over and show you if you have damaged your brain. "

Zizania: "..."

On the opposite side of the video, Yu Xiang, who had witnessed the whole process, couldn't help but lower his eyelashes, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and pressed the keyboard vigorously under the table to send a message.

The force was so great that the nails bent inward every time they poked, and the phone trembled.

- Yuling! Your chance to be a dog is gone! ! Totally gone! ! ! !

Dongcheng Cenjia

Just after Yu Ling attended the internal meeting, he was stayed by Cen Jingmo to listen to the other party and a few cronies discussing the situation in the South and West cities.

Yu Ling doesn't understand this, he doesn't know how to do business.

Yu Ling took off the black bandage on his wrist, shaking off the fine dust that seeped inside.

Wu Yue, who was next to him, leaned against him, covered her mouth with her hands, and whispered, "Brother Ling, you have used this bandage for a long time."

Yu Ling's elbows rested on the top of the military trousers, vaguely showing massive muscle lines, vigorous and vigorous, full of pure and resolute male hormones.

"Should I change it? I have a new one." Wu Yue's eyes fell on the old scar on the man's left lower jaw. He was stronger than her in martial arts and accurate in marksmanship. He was manly, and his appearance had to be in line with her aesthetics. It's really rare, and she gave the most friendly attitude, "How about I get you a few?"

Yu Ling's dry lips moved slightly: "No change."

Out of women's natural delicate and sensitive advantages in a certain aspect, Wu Yue tentatively asked: "A token of love?"

Yu Ling's sudden and thick Adam's apple rolled, and he remained silent.

Wu Yue raised her heroic eyebrows. If such a man has a heart, he must have surrendered his life and loyalty. She sat back wisely.

Yu Ling tied the bandage again, and only he and Cen Jingmo were left in the study. He took out his mobile phone which was turned on silent, checked the message sent by his brother, and there was no emotional change on his face.

It's just that the force on the phone is a little heavier.

"Captain Yu, I've worked **** you lately." Cen Jingmo was wearing a blue silk shirt, with white hair sticking to his collar, and bright lips and white teeth. He looked like a pampered crown prince, and a new emperor stepping on the corpses of his brothers and relatives.

Yu Ling put the phone back into the pocket of his military trousers, leaned back on the chair with broad shoulders and thick back, and he didn't respond politely.

The "request" made by the crown prince at the beginning was that he should come to Cen's house for emergency treatment, just stay for one and a half months, and stay in the next year as he pleases.

But the new year has passed, one month has passed, two months have passed... and now it is June.

Yu Ling really wanted to leave, he was sure he would leave alive, he was still at Cen's house, so he didn't want to leave for the time being.

Cen Jingmo has almost taken control of the Cen family recently, and the power he cultivated will start to spread to the outside world. Newly appointed, young, even if he is a medicine jar, he still cannot hide his sharpness. He is more aggressive and ambitious than the other rulers in power who have been in power for many years.

That young man is in West City.

Maybe they will be forced to take them to Nancheng.

With him here, he can get in touch with some of the plans of the Cen family, and maybe he can help a little.

If the youth wants to stay away from the gang, he can...

A chuckle interrupted Yu Ling's thoughts. When he looked over, Cen Jingmo handed over an information bag: "Mr. Jiao is really a miraculous person."

The information bag fell into Yu Ling's hands, and he shook it out, revealing the papers and photos inside. The photo he looked at first.

Only one.

It was a tall, thin figure in a school uniform, with his hands in his pockets and his white sneakers stepping on fallen leaves, striding forward lazily, with the setting sun behind him.

Photographers pay attention to composition and color matching.

Although the expression in the eyes of the person in the photo was not fully captured, it still had a five or six score.

The young man's eyes are facing the camera. He knew someone was secretly filming him, very keenly.

Yu Ling was not surprised, he had seen it before in the old house.

After seeing the photos, Yu Ling began to look through the documents.

There was a knock on the door outside the study, and two guards came in pressing one of them. Once colleagues, now enemies.

This is a very normal phenomenon in the Cen family, and there will always be people from other forces in the family among the followers around him. Caught one, and hidden ones.

"Hey, it's the third one this month."

Cen Jingmo took the black gloves from Wu Yue and put them on one by one, covering his even white fingers suitable for holding a pen. The smell of blood made him gloomy and perverse.

Cen Jingmo held the gun with his gloved hand, and he closed his eyes.

I don't want to see the evil in the world.

The guard kept begging for mercy: "Prince, please spare my life, I was forced, my wife is about to give birth in two months..."

"boom"

A muffled sound exploded from his throat, blasting out a cloud of blood.

A bland corpse fell backwards, his eyes bulging and blood gushing from a hole in his neck.

Stained expensive carpets.

"Change the carpet." Cen Jingmo returned the gun to Wu Yue, took off his gloves, and walked to Yu Ling, "Haven't finished watching?"

Yu Ling's thoughts were immersed in the materials.

The main part of "Tianxing" A is attached to his collarbone, and it rises and falls slightly with his suppressed breathing.

"The ex-wife of the chairman of the Shen family, the one Mr. Qi wanted to kill quickly, the classmate of Young Master Shen, the half-master of the current Qi family, the best friend and benefactor of Young Master Shen, the second young master of the Chu family became the enemy of the beauty .” Cen Jingmo’s Danfeng eyes lightly lifted, “It’s really interesting.”

Yu Ling flipped through the documents carefully, his brows were always furrowed.

Cen Jingmo sat back on the upper seat, crossed his hands on his chin: "If it's not that I don't have time, I would like to get in touch with Mr. Jiao."

Yu Ling holds the document and looks up, his eyes are dark.

"The conversation in the car last year made me curious about Mr. Jiao, and now..." Cen Jingmo half-spoken, and he smiled politely, "Captain Yu, let you take a few days off."

Yu Ling pursed his sharp lips: "Holiday? At this time?"

"Yes, you are too tired and need to rest." Cen Jingmo's white forehead hair was a little long, covering his eyebrows a little, "Go back and get together with your brother."

"And Mr. Jiao." He said again, "You haven't seen each other for half a year, so you must have a lot to talk about."

Yu Ling stood up, the documents were placed on the table, he pressed his thick and hot palms, and after a few seconds, he bent his fingers and nodded: "Don't touch him."

Cen Jingmo coughed a few times, and his thin and tall body trembled with his coughing: "Captain Yu is just joking, I still can't make use of him."

Yu Ling inspected it for a while, then turned and walked out.

Cen Jingmo said behind him, "Captain Yu, send my regards to Mr. Jiao."

If grandpa was still alive, I don't know what he would think when he saw that Captain Yu, whom he valued highly and called an invincible artifact, had found a weakness for himself and nourished him with iron blood and tenderness.

Just after finishing the video chat with Yu Xiang, Ziobai sneezed suddenly. He glanced at the list, blinked, and looked intently.

Cen Jingmo's activity level suddenly soared by more than a dozen, over 35?

What are you doing...

Such a good thing, it should come more times!

Ziobai was so excited that he jumped up from the chair. He clenched his fists with surprise on his face, and was about to shout "Yes", when he cast a look from the left side, full of interest.

"Cough." Ziao Bai adjusted his expression in an instant, stretched out his hands clenched into fists, retracted, stretched out, retracted, "Third brother, do you think I'm doing this, is it good for the cervical spine? Is it okay?" ?”

"Is your cervical spine uncomfortable?" Qi Yiliao waved, "Come here, I'll squeeze it for you."

Zibai refused with a smile: "No need."

Who wants you to pinch, I am happy now, I just want to be alone.

Qi Yiliao went to him.

Ziobai retreated, retreated again, and retreated all the way to the table, leaning against Zhuo Yan with his back, propping up the table with both hands, and looking back at Qi Yiliao.

This scene, a strong 20th century eight o'clock idol drama style, is simple.

Zia Bai couldn't bear it and stood up, Qi Yiliao didn't retreat.

So, the two stuck together.

It doesn't matter if you paste it,

The important thing is that Zizania reflexively pushed Qi Yiliao.

Really, he swore, he just wanted to push Qi Yiluo away. After all, the clothes are thin in summer, and they are so close together, the body temperature and body odor can basically be said to be fused together, hot.

but,

Ziao Bai looked down at the metal guardrail in his hand.

This is very sudden.

Qi Yiliao closed his eyes, but could not hear anything in his voice: "Curious again?"

"No, you listen to my explanation." Zibai wanted to chop his hands. What about the knife? Chop it up, why keep such an assertive hand.

Qi Yiliao's breath was slightly heavy, and he made a breathy voice: "Huh?"

Ziobac couldn't explain it, because his hands were still clasped in the metal cage, and his fingertips wanted to get inside.

His wrist was strangled, he was both relieved and a little bit reluctant.

Curiosity is so magical.

In fact, if he saw it, he should be fine. The appetite is lifted, and the one that can't go up or down is the most annoying.

Qi Yiliao patted the young man's sweaty cheek twice: "Turn around."

Not only did Zibazania not follow suit, but her eyes even rolled down.

The shoulder was pressed, and then, a force pulled him over, facing the torrential rain outside the window. There was a strong woody fragrance in his breath, mixed with a bitter and light smoke.

Qi Yiliao leaned up from behind and spoke in his ear, his throat seemed to be tight, and his pronunciation was harsh and heavy: "Count, count to ten, and then turn around."

There were not many wild rice stems, so he moved back suspiciously.

At this moment, Qi Yiluo stepped back a little, pinching his chin with his hot palm, and crushed his soft lips with his index finger: "Hey, listen to Uncle."

"Then can I not study tonight?" Ziabai took the opportunity to negotiate terms.

"Okay." Qi Yiluo's voice was still as gentle as usual, but there were terrifying veins popping out of his forehead, the back muscles under the shirt tightened, the curves were restrained and crazy, and the abdominal muscles were stretched to the extreme. Rolling drops of sweat.

"One, two, three, four, ten." Ziao Bai turned his head abruptly, seeing the bathroom door being closed, he smacked his lips and walked so fast.

There was a series of water sounds from the bathroom, turned up to the maximum, very loud.

The distance between the bedroom and the bathroom is still within five meters.

Friends are online.

The cat struggled forward, and the sound of the thin wire pulling its flesh and bones was terrifying. It twitched, its pupils constricted, and a painful howl came out of its throat.

The fur around the neck began to ooze blood again.

Ziao Bai looked at the cat, thinking of something, he pinched his nose and opened the glass window, stuck his head out, and drenched his head in the rain.

Alright, cool off.

But at this moment, Qi Yiliao's shout came from the bathroom, hoarse and indistinct.

"Little Bai, give me the key."

Ziobac was taken aback, he touched the two pockets, but he didn't realize that the phone was on the table.

When Zibai grabbed the key and ran to the door of the bathroom, there was another voice from inside, very close to him, as if Qi Yiliao was talking to him against the door.

Only two words.

"Forget it." Qi Yiliao said.

Zizania was dumbfounded. No way, old pervert, can this be forgotten? Are you a man? is not it?

What a big deal, isn't it just that I grabbed my hand...

Still locked in a cage like that, it's cruel.

"Third brother, how about I go in and help you?" Ziobai grabbed the small key and swiped on the door twice.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped in vain.

An eerie silence.

Ziobasi quickly threw the small key in from under the door, turned around and ran away.

He didn't even notice that the activity level rose and then fell back.

Zhang Zhen came over more than an hour later. Before he went upstairs, he changed into black clothes sprayed with perfume, took painkillers, and injected drugs that would make his energy and spirit in a state of hyperactivity for a short period of time. He asked the brothers to check I checked it several times to make sure that the traces of the injury were all covered up.

Never thought that as soon as his younger brother saw him, he would ask him where the injury was.

Zhang Zhen was stunned.

"Spray perfume, and spray so much, there is no silver three hundred taels here." Ziao Baipi smiled.

Zhang Zhen: "..."

I really can't count on those big bosses.

Jiao Bai's hand was about to touch Zhang Zhen, when Qi Yiliao, who was working at the desk, said, "A Zhen, show him."

Zhang Zhen had to pull off his coat.

Qi Yiliao said again: "You don't need to take them all off, just tease them."

Zhang Zhen turned his back, lifted the hem of the clothes behind him, and exposed his gauze-wrapped waist in front of Zaobai.

His complexion is not bronze, it is very fair, his waist is fine and thin, and his muscles are very sexy.

"Gunshot wound?" Jiao Bai frowned.

"Sword wound." Zhang Zhen put down his clothes and rubbed his hair with a smile, "It's been sewn up, it will heal soon, it's not a big deal."

Ziobai patted Zhang Zhen's hand away: "Come in with me."

Zhang Zhen scratched the back of the hand being patted, and asked the third brother for tactics: "I'm angry with me for nothing, how can I coax him?"

Not long ago, Qi Yiluo took a cold shower for dozens of minutes, his body was still cold, and the tips of his hair were also very damp. He kept typing on the keyboard: "Whatever he wants from you, you promise him anything."

Zhang Zhen seemed to understand but half understood: "Third brother, have you ever coaxed my younger brother?"

After asking, he was startled and terrified.

This is not possible.

"What are you still doing there, come in." Jiaobai at the door of the bedroom urged, with a cold face.

"Here we come." Zhang Zhen hurriedly chased after him.

After the bedroom door was closed, the typing in the living room stopped. Not long after, a wisp of smoke escaped from Qi Yiliao's lips, and the tip of his tongue brushed against the cigarette **** wet with saliva. Like tasting something other than nicotine.

Qi Yiliao reached for the gray-black lighter, buckled the cap, pressed the flame out, let go, and pressed it again.

The crisp sound of metal came one after another, with a lazy rhythm.

And the documents opened on the computer screen are densely packed with "restraint".

In the bedroom, Zhang Zhen sat upright, his brother asked a question, and he answered it. The Qi family is neither black nor white, but develops in a gray area, which is why the Qi family and the Cen family have come to cooperate. Except for the relatively confidential content, Zhang Zhen didn't hide anything else.

Jiao Bai didn't expect that Qi Yiliao asked Zhang Zhen to come to Beicheng to do business, and he came here in person in order to monopolize the real estate industry in Beicheng.

And it's already on the net.

Ziao Bai peeled apples for Zhang Zhen, thinking about it while peeling. In the comics, Qi Yiliao is the leading tycoon of the real estate industry in Xicheng. Others were not revealed, but he is rich enough to have ideas about this city.

Isn't he in "Broken Wing" not very ambitious, and he can afford to let go of power?

How did it become so hard.

To support a family or what?

Isn't he short-lived? Who spends so much money for?

Shen Er'an's aura of the protagonist makes him invincible in the business world, once he steps in, everything is his. Isn't what Qi Yiliao is doing now just making wedding dresses for others?

Zizania hissed, and the blade of the fruit knife scratched his finger.

Zhang Zhen found a tissue to cover his wound, and said in a serious tone, "I don't want to eat apples anymore after you bleed."

Zizania: "..."

"Baibai, I heard about the Lanmo Mansion." Zhang Zhen took the fruit knife he was still holding, "Mr. Shen will not give up easily."

He changed the subject and said harshly: "But don't be afraid, with me standing in front of you, if he dares to be tough, I will not be polite."

"The third brother will protect you too." Zhang Zhen said soothingly.

Zibania smiled: "Understood."

He was afraid of a bird, and those who joined the group would be dead, so there was nothing wrong with cheating on corpses. He didn't want to give it a look.

"Then you," Zhang Zhen observed his brother's face, "what do you want from me?"

Zizania squints, you break the activity level to 50.

"No matter what you do, safety comes first," Zizania said.

Zhang Zhen's heart was burning hot: "I promise, I will not..."

"Stop." Zibai stopped him from continuing, "Flag don't interrupt."

Zhang Zhen's peach blossom eyes curled up.

For the umpteenth time, Ziobai sighed with emotion, at least the comics she wore were all beauties, with a feast of beauty. It's not that Yangou thinks it's seductive.

Zhang Zhen came back after washing the apples, took two bites and said, "Bai Bai, there will be an auction here tomorrow night, I'll tell my third brother to let you go with us."

The absent-minded Ziabaca suddenly regained energy, the auction house is also the place where dog blood is produced, how could Gu Zaofeng miss this.

In the comics, Shen Er'an took Li Jue to a few shows, deliberately letting him watch slave performances.

Every time Li Jue started crying at halftime.

Then she was humiliated by being pressed on the ground in front of the seat by Shen Ernan.

Zizania slapped his forehead.

"Why are you hitting yourself?" Zhang Zhen grabbed his hand and subconsciously weighed it. Fortunately, he wasn't very thin.

Zhang Zhen was about to let go, and suddenly caught the blue color on the inside of one of his fingers, and frowned, "How did this happen?"

"Knocked." Zizania perfunctory.

Zhang Zhen looked at his brother with probing eyes, it's fake. When he returned to West City, he would check it himself.

On the night of the auction, Zhang Zhen received a call from Chen Yiming, he hung up, and walked into the venue with Ziao Bai.

Nan Shen Xiqi has friendship that many families in the outside world envy.

This has nothing to do with the pillow. In the past, when he went to Shen's house, he was always polite, and the old lady called Shen Dong, especially Shen Ji, an elder who had known him for many years.

Now he is not friendly to the surname "Shen".

Zibai adjusted the mask on his face, lowered his voice and said, "Everyone who comes here covers their faces, and they don't know who is who. It's quite exciting."

When Zhang Zhen heard what Jiao Bai said, he paused and sent a message to Chen Yiming.

- what are you calling me for

Chen Yiming replied quickly: My master has a lot of things to deal with when he comes back, and he doesn't have much time to spend on his private life.

Zhang Zhen: Did I leave it to you?

Chen Yiming: No. He was already on his way to Beicheng, with a gun. What I hold is the mentality of finishing things early and going back early.

Chen Yiming: Help me send a message to Jiaobai, asking him to wake up my master, please. Whether I will die suddenly or not depends on him.

Zhang Zhen confirmed that the Shen family's master and servant are not present at the moment. It wasn't close to Xicheng, so he put away his phone and took Zia Bai to look for third brother.

Qi Yiliao was sitting in the corner of the last row, with Jiaobai and Zhang pillowed beside him.

This ruled out the three of them, and a few scattered people, all wearing masks with different animal heads, and their sitting postures are more pretentious than the other.

Zizania snapped open the mouth of the lynx mask that Qi Yiliao gave him, and stuffed in a peach-flavored lollipop, which was one of the snacks at the auction.

Many wealthy people have brought small pets, and snacks are provided for them. According to the phenomenon of previous years, pets will be busy midway, and energy supplementation is necessary.

The organizers of the auction did not want to see any casualties.

Zizania is almost finished eating a lollipop, but the dog's blood still hasn't come, and they are all rare things. He looked at all the same, names and coins.

"Third brother, don't you want to collect anything?" Zizania sativa moved close to Qi Yiliao's ear, breathing sweetly and fragrantly.

Qi Yiluo pinched the back of his neck: "Sit down."

Jiao Bai couldn't sit still, his cell phone was handed over, and he didn't even have anything to pass the time, he was about to chat with Zhang Zhen through Qi Yiluo.

The auctioneer's old voice came through the microphone, and the finale product appeared.

Ziobai narrowed his eyes, he was so startled that he forgot to bite the lollipop in his mouth.

The last auction item is a man, male, who looks like a minor in terms of physique and appearance, the exact age is uncertain.

He was standing on the stage, wearing a purple robe as thin as a cicada's wings. The whole body, from head to toe, is white.

The auctioneer skillfully introduced this product, which revolved around his genes, saying that he was an elf born of drugs. How many medicines have you taken, how many times you have experienced pain or gorgeous transformation, before you come to this world. How lucky is the person who owns him.

The atmosphere at the scene was heated up.

It's not to get luck, but to be inspired by the appearance of elves that shouldn't belong to the mortal world.

When the auctioneer mentioned how dreamy the commodity's voice was, Zibania's eyelids twitched, and he smelled the familiar smell of dog blood.

At the same time Zhang Zhen also sat up. Baibai said that he did well in the exam, and he is fully confident of entering the medical university. Medical students are too busy. When he goes to university, he will not have the energy to study for his third brother.

At that time, he went to study in vain and deserted, which made the third brother angry. He was punished, and the situation of the third brother could not improve.

so,

When you meet the right one, you can't miss it.

Zhang Zhen thought about it and suggested: "Third brother, look..."

Before he finished speaking, he froze.

The third brother's eyes behind the cat's mask stared at the elf on the stage, his eyes were indescribably hot, and there seemed to be something surging inside, about to rush out.

Staring at the third brother in vain, his cheeks clenched.

"Buy it."

"Do you really want to buy it?"

The two spoke in tandem.

Zhang Zhen: "Then..."

Qi Yiliao got up and left the table.

Zizania also left.

Zhang Zhen: "..."

Why are one or two so strange, at least let me finish talking.

The elf's bid was as high as 200 million.

Zhang Zhen took the third brother's words, bought him, and brought him back to the hotel.

This is the situation now.

The third brother and the elves were in the study, and they didn't come out for a long time, and there was no big movement.

Zhang Zhen couldn't figure out what the third brother was thinking, he could only see that his brother kept flapping his wings like a sparrow whose nest had been stabbed.

Ziobai didn't care about expression management, in order to get rid of Qi Yiliao's old pervert, he stuffed his brain with words and scriptures, and tried not to stay up late to protect his throat. Half a year has passed, and he has indeed broken Jiang Yan's record long ago and obtained the privilege.

But how active is Qi Yiliao, that old pervert.

What's the matter, ask him to step aside?

"Baibai, I think the third brother is quite satisfied with the auction item, you can resign." Zhang Zhen sat down, hooked his brother's leg that kicked the corner of the table in front of him, and clamped it.

Unexpectedly, his brother's face changed drastically: "No way!"

Zhang Zhen couldn't react: "No, wait a minute, let me stroke it."

Before he finished speaking, his brother went to the door of the study. He hurried to catch up.

Ziobai's eyes prevented Zhang Zhen from speaking, he put his ear to the door, and there seemed to be crying in the study.

Why are you still crying?

Ziobac couldn't help knocking on the door.

After taking two shots, a hint of calculation flashed in Ziobai's eyes. He walked to the window, quickly buckled the small key on the keychain, and threw it out on the lawn outside the window.

This is the first floor, and the location of the throw is easy to see.

So when Qi Yiliao opened the door of the study, he saw Jiaobai holding the phone and the keychain dangling in mid-air. There is only one little white cat on it. The key is gone.

Qi Yiliao's face twitched faintly, and he turned sideways, pointing inwardly with his hand: "He is from my mother's side."

Zizania: "...Oh."

Turn around and leave.

Qi Yiliao pinched a piece of flesh on the back of his neck with two fingers: "Where are you going?"

Zizania covered his face, I went out to pick up the keys!