Chapter 508 (1/2)
There was a blush on Huang Quan's white face. She really wanted to make a dish to shock Mu Qiu, but she didn't expect that Mu Qiu was not on the road at all, so she began to laugh at her.
Emmm, in fact, it can't be said that Mu Qiu has a problem. She looks at the ball of things in the pot herself., I can't help laughing.
”Here are ten minutes to eat.”
Huang Quan took the pot down and threw it in front of Mu Qiu.
”Wow! You are not my sister! You are the one who murdered your brother
Mu Qiu picked up a chopstick and pretended to stir it up in the pot.
”Well, if you want me to die, I have to die!”
Mu Qiu has a solemn and stirring look of exploding the blockhouse, and he wants to send it to his mouth.
But Huang Quan was fearless and looked at him with great interest.
”Hello! Your brother is on the verge of death! Do you really watch me eat like this? ”
Mu autumn rolled a big white eye, this wench, enough TM ruthless.
And Huang Chueh chuckled. This big brother, who is powerful outside, still looks like a child when he comes back to his sister.
And she is not. No matter how smart she is outside and how much blood she has on her hands, she is still a little girl with cat nature.
”Well, your brother, I have to go out and do something.”
”Wow! How long have you been back! I'm going out to work! You are all pig hooves! Hum
This time, the spring would not dry, and jumped to the sofa in a huff.
”Well, well, I'll be back soon, OK? Let's eat spicy hot tonight
”Oh, go ahead, all right! You're doing it day by day. You don't know what you're doing every day. ”
Mu Qiu pet kneaded her hair and gave her a kiss on her forehead.
”Hum, don't think that I will forgive you“
Mu Qiu shrugs helplessly, pushes open the door and goes straight to Hongkou airport.
Standing at the door is Aston Martin's v12zagato, which is different from other cars such as McLaren P1 or Porsche918. It is a spirit on the road. However, this Ying country car seems to be flowing with the blood of American muscle car. The engine of V12 is almost every man's dream.
The world's limited number of 150 sets of things, but now is just Muqiu's first choice.
With the roar of the engine, Muqiu is struggling in the traffic of mordu.
”Help me to prepare the courtyard on the top floor of Kunlun Hotel. Search all the places. Never leave any monitor or monitor. Don't disturb the rest. I'll quietly pick up the RNG team-mates in the afternoon. I don't want any outsiders to know my action. ”
Does Mu Qiu just want to buy a team with champion appearance, and then rely on the God of luck to care for him?