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"I need you, too."

Hell.

Liu Xiaoli is pregnant, and her skin is better and smooth as silk.

The sea breeze blows.

In an instant, the atmosphere solidified.

"Don't get out of here." Liu Xiaoli's face turned red, her head was close to her chest, and she growled: "Get out of here quickly."

"Sister, I..." Han Qiao hesitated, silenced his words, and whispered: "I... I'm too tired recently, I don't usually do this."

“Rest and rest…”

"Get out!" Liu Xiaoli was so embarrassed that the pomegranate flowers were smelly. She gritted her teeth: "You are satisfied, get out quickly."

"No, sister."

"If you don't get out, I'll let go!"

"Bang."

The door was closed, and the solid wood door was trembling because of the force, and Han Qiaodeok was close to the door.

This moment.

He really felt that Liu Xiaoli was angry!

Depend on.

After washing up.

The little maid with acne-faced face said respectfully, put her hands on her chest: "Sir, you can have dinner."

"How old are you?"

"Mr. I'm 19 years old this year." The little maid looked at Han Qiao with her eyes. She was young and curious in her eyes: "Mr., I graduated from Suez University's major in nutrition and is proficient in English, German, French, Chinese, and four languages."

"Talent."

Han Qiao's face was solemn, and he looked at him. He should not behave like a person!

He smiled and said, "I remember you want Rem, don't call me sir, call me Han Qiao."

Said.

He stopped and thought: "Rem, your hair is not colored right, dyed blue, clothes..."

"I designed a set of clothes for you, and you can apply for it later."

That's right.

There are private tailors in Liu Xiaoli's villa, and the luxury of life is.

Outrageous!

"Okay, sir." Rem bowed slightly, and saw Han Qiao's face unhappy, and tentatively said: "Okay, Han Qiao."

"very good."

The villa's stairs.

The arm spiral is spiraled, at night, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling is shining.

Sticking with your feet, soft touch, bow your head, and a hand-woven carpet in Arabic.

The colors are gorgeous.

Millions of dollars are exclusively for Liu Xiaoli alone.

Han Qiao shrugged.

A woman!

You can't both want and want.

………………………………………

dinner.

Han Qiao was alone. He asked that the ingredients were very simple, just two dishes.

A charcoal grilled oyster.

A stewed lamb.

The chef is in a difficult situation. He has never made such cheap food in his career.

It's simply an insult to professionalism.

if.

It's not a salary of tens of thousands of dollars a month, the chef swears that he will definitely kick the Chinese man in front of him hard.

At this time.

He was wearing a white and clean chef's robe, and a tall chef's hat, a Swiss, tall and strong.

He bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Sir, the mutton is the freshest English high-grazing goat. The stewed spring water uses Swiss snow water, which can maximize the fresh fragrance of mutton."

“Oyster.”

The chef said, pulling out the knife from the black shark skin around his waist, and making it skillfully.

Sprinkle with ground spices.

The golden box was pulled out the black caviar: "Sir, please use it."

This method.

Han Qiao admitted that he had a lot of knowledge.

"It's all released. For foreigners, I thought we couldn't afford it!"

I murmured in my heart, tasted it, it was a very nice girl.

A smell of oysters.

It tastes no different from the steam buffet in a buffet, and I sighed: "There is no high or low in food, and the cumbersome etiquette divides the high or low in food."

Rich people.

How terrible!

Under the headlight.

The servants of the villa are served on both sides. As long as he wants to shit, he doesn't have to wipe his butt.

Han Qiao is now.

I miss the life in China very much.

……………………

Han Gou is not used to Mr. Han’s life.

I lost all my thoughts on leisure, and I thought of the morning, and I was embarrassed.

Han Dog was in a hurry.

bedroom.

Put down the door lock with both hands, and use a little force. The door lock turns, and Han Gou immediately clears the door: "Aunt Liu feels upright."

I know nothing.

The little beast, that's called mood. When I opened the door, it was pitch black in the bedroom.

On the bed.

A man was lying on his side, and the starlight transmitted from the window was vaguely visible.

Han Qiao closed the door.

He walked to the bed with a slight hand and took off his shoes, and was about to go to bed.

The woman growled in a low voice: "Get out."

Fun!

"Sister." Han Qiao did not take off her clothes and fished. Shining couldn't hurry and got into the bed.

Thin blanket.

The rich body fragrance of a mature beauty is mixed with a faint milky fragrance, which makes the quilt refreshing.

"sister."

In the darkness, Han Qiao complained: "Why don't you close the door? What if there are bad people? I can always be by your mother and daughter and protect you."

"It's pitiful."
To be continued...