C17 (1/2)

The bodyguard in black hurriedly said a few words in Lu Shaotang's ear. Lu Shaotang's expression immediately changed: ”Are you saying that the two of them entered Qiao Li's territory?”

The black clothed bodyguard nodded.

Lu Shaotang massaged his temples with a headache. Why did this little bodyguard have to go to Qiao Li's restaurant to eat?

”Brother Tang, should we contact Master Qiao?”

”Don't act blindly without thinking.” Lu Shaotang's temple throbbed with pain. He took out his phone and dialed a number, while gesturing for his subordinate to go out.

[You caught him?] A low voice came from the other end of the phone. It was cold and without any fluctuations.

”Chu …” Lu Shaotang sat down at his desk and answered the phone with another hand. ”This time around, it's going to be a little tricky.”

[What does that mean?] The low, cold voice slightly quieted down before finally gaining some popularity.

Lu Shaotang answered the phone while fiddling with the potted plants on the table. ”Little bodyguard has broken into Qiao Li's territory.”

[…]

”Then do we still need to bring this person back?” Lu Shaotang pulled off the leaves one by one, and the corner of his mouth almost reached the back of his head: ”Anyway, if the old thing knew he went to your bed last night, he wouldn't let him go so easily. That old fogey just took revenge for you, don't you think? ”

The person on the other end of the line fell into silence.

”I guess it's bad luck. After being eaten by others, I almost didn't even have any bones left. This time, I picked up a small life and ran off to your enemy's territory to die.” ”Ah, that's right …” Lu Shaotang pretended to sigh with regret until the potted plants were completely bare. Then, he continued, ”How could I have forgotten that that old thing Qiao Li also has this kind of taste? And he also likes a young and beautiful youth. He's able to suck water like a peach with a single bite.”

Lu Shaotang emphasized on the word ”suck”. After saying that, he did not forget to emit an intoxicating ”suck” sound. It was as accurate as sucking juice.

”Du, du, du ~ ~”

The call was cut off.

Lu Shaotang shrugged his shoulder with a smile as he held the phone, then immediately pressed the phone on the desk: ”Pick a few with better skills, and leave in half an hour.”

He had to go back to his room.