Attack of the Adorable Kid

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The first thing Cen Xi saw was a pair of long legs.

She slowly looked up and saw the man's long, straight body, and a wicked face like the one in the comic.

The slender and slightly feminine peach eyes, the tall nose bridge, the crimson **** thin lips, the features and contours are as if from the hand of God, without any flaws.

He put a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, with fine fringe scattered on his forehead.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, slightly raised the corners of his lips, evil and cold, his body exuding a powerful aura over the crowd.

As he walked in, the men and women in the box stood up from the sofa.

Only Cen Xi, who was crouching on the side of the coffee table, seemed to be immobilized, staring at the man who entered the box.

She knew him.

He has seen his photos countless times, and before meeting Joson, she always wanted to find him and atone for him for his sister's mistakes.

But he was silent and she didn't know where he went.

She never expected to meet him on a yacht tonight.

She lowered her long, quivering eyelashes like butterfly wings and held the bottle's little hand slightly.

Is it her illusion?

Except for that different face, his body shape, walking appearance, and aura that is not close to people, they all look like Johnson who she knows.

Jonson ...

Thinking of him, Cen Xi had another dull pain in his heart.

Is he really sacrificed?

Or did he change his identity and start a new life?

Cen Xi lowered her face low, and the whole portrait was like a puppet who had lost her thoughts and was blank.

"Brother Joe, you're here." It was Tangxi who talked and grew up wearing a pair of crotch pants when he was a kid.

When the Qiao family had an accident, the Tang family that had made good relations with Qiao family was also implicated. Tang Xi was forcibly sent abroad. By the time he secretly returned home, Qiao Yanze had disappeared and no one knew where he had gone.

Qiao Xunze looked at Tang Xi with red eyes and shook his shoulder with him in the manner of a good brother. Tang Xi couldn't wait to pull Qiao Zize to sit down.

"Sister, come over."

After a few seconds, Tang Xi saw that the waiter hadn't brought the wine, and he raised an eyebrow. "Girl, what's the matter with you? Pour over the wine!"

The peach eyes under Qiao Yanze's lens glanced at the woman on the side of the coffee table.

The woman was wearing a burgundy red cheongsam, squatting, most of her legs were exposed, her skin was white and crystalline.

She bowed her head, wondering what she was thinking.

It wasn't until Tangxi made a second sound that she responded, hurriedly poured the wine, and lowered her head.

Qiao Xunze's long and elegant body leaned against the back of the sofa. His long, good-looking fingers lightly rested on his jaw, and he raised his hands to reveal the chill and high chill of the noble son. He did not receive the wine from Cen Xi. Staring at the woman with her head down, her voice was clear and light, and she was lazy. "Look up your head."

His voice was something she had never heard before.

If he was Jonson, this should be his real voice.

It was so nice.

"Well, I said you sister, why are you foolish? How can you come to Box 1 to serve you at this level?"

Cen Xi heard Tang Xi's dissatisfaction, and she was awake from the murmur.

She had promised An Qin that she would have to work for her for one night and couldn't mess up her work.

Cen Xi looked up and looked at Qiao Zize, "Sorry, your wine."

The light in the box was dim, but it was enough for Qiao Zize to see the woman standing in front of him.

The burgundy cheongsam made her more white, with smoky makeup on her face, and her eyes were slightly hooked, with a little more glamorous enchantment and charming invisible.

I don't know what method to use after coming back, the slender body looks convex-a lot of warping.

When Tang Xi saw Qiao Zize taking the wine slowly, he raised an eyebrow and grinned, "Why, third brother, do you like this girl?" Then, Tang Xi Dynasty Cen Xi looked at him and smashed his mouth. "It does look good."

Qiao Yanze ignored Tang Xi's jokes, and did not receive the wine from Cen Xi. He leaned over and poured a glass himself.

Tang Xi was so smart, seeing that Qiao Zize not only didn't like the waiter, he didn't even drink the wine she poured. He seemed to understand what he said, "Have you ever married her?"

Qiao Zize touched Tangxi's cup, "Change the subject."

The two did not speak very loudly, and there were other people in the box talking and drinking. Cen Xi couldn't understand what they said, but from Tang Xi's lips, he saw that he said to Qiao Zize, "Don't The second thing is that a woman is like a viper. After all, that woman is just an example. Tonight there are a lot of good products in the country. If you want to, I will arrange a few to go to your room, and pick whichever you like. "

Cen Xi hadn't had time to see what Qiao Yanze said, and her slender shoulders suddenly became heavy. A smoky son embraced her shoulders. "Little girl, since Qiao Qiao doesn't drink the wine you poured, brother I drink, come over , Drink with my brother? "

Without giving Cen Xi a chance to speak, his son forced Cen Xi to the corner of the sofa.

"My son, I'm not with the wine." Cen Xi broke away from his son's arm.

Brother Gong took out a stack of banknotes, "If you accompany me to drink, how are these all yours?"

The corner of Cen Xi's eyes Yu Guang glanced toward the center of the sofa. Qiao Zize was looking down to light a cigarette, and the light blue light of the lighter flickered, reflecting his handsome and indifferent face.

He didn't look at her.

Cen Xi had to doubt that he was Jonson. He had seen her at the wedding ceremony of the queen lord and knew her identity.

So, is it so boring to see her?

Cen Xi's eyes were filled with uncomfortable water mist. If he was really Jonson, she liked him very much, it was really ironic!

"Little girl, let you drink and not let you sleep together. What are you crying for?"

Cen Xi wiped the tears in the corners of her eyes, and smiled at the corners of her mouth, no longer letting people peep into her inner world, "Okay, I'll drink with you."

Cen Xi sat beside his son.

Brother Gong looked at her with a smile on her face, and her throat was a little itchy. "How about we play the dice, whoever loses will drink it."

Cen Xi smiled, "Everyone listens to you."

Brother Gongzi thought to himself, wait for Cen Xi to drink and get down, and then take him to his room, and give him some more money tomorrow morning to send her off.

Who knows, most of the time he loses, although she also loses, but she does n’t lose much. He drinks ten cups before she drinks one. He really doubts that she gave him a face or her. I drink it in a bad mood.