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Chapter 662: What kind of meal or... me? (14)

"I went to the court for a trip, and my dad said that the document was criticized." Gu Xiaoyi walked in the community while walking.

"Then I come over to pick you up."

"No need." Gu Xiaoyai was busy, "This incident will definitely make a lot of trouble. Your current girlfriend will sue your ex -girlfriend to court.

A ruthless charges. "

Chu Shixiu's image in front of the media and the public is bad enough ...

She doesn't want him to have another more. Sky price little wife: President’s 33rd on the 33rd, 662

"But I don't worry about you."

"It's just a trip to the court." Gu Xiaoyi looked up at a glance, just to see a bus parked at the entrance of the community, busy, "I hung up first, catch the bus."

"I'll come over to pick you up, what bus."

"It's really not necessary, you come over for dinner." Gu Xiaoyi said, hung up, and took a deep breath to run towards the bus ...

A Lamborghini stopped in front of her.

Gu Xiaoyi frowned, turned and prepared to go around.

She moved to the right three steps, and Lamborghini went a few grids ...

She moved to the left three steps, and Lamborghini took a few backs ...

After a few times, Gu Xiaoyai could be sure that the car was intentional, and he walked forward and knocked on the window.

Put the window slowly.

Li Juefeng was sitting on the driver's seat expressionlessly, and a black coat shrouded him in the haze.

Li Juefeng wore a pair of sunglasses, and did not turn his head to look at him, staring at the front.

How could it be him?

Gu Xiaoyi had swallowed what she wanted to blame, and accused a person who had saved her "sex" a few days ago ... She couldn't do this kind of thing. She couldn't do it.

"That day ... thank you." Gu Xiaoai said stiffly.

She was really grateful to him, but she changed her mouth to taste.

When Li Juefeng scolded her at every turn, she could disgust him straightforwardly, hate him, hate him ...

But now ...

"Can you speak?" Li Juefeng snorted coldly, and then slowly turned his face to look at her. There was no expression on his face. There was a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

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Nympho

Can you speak?!

Is this sentence when he speaks?

Sure enough, Li Juefeng was still Li Juefeng. She couldn't see him high.
Chapter completed!
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