Mr. Dior

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The sea **** in shame and anger finally ate the little mermaid. Forcibly injected the power of Poseidon into the little prince who bound his legs. When he was shaking, he slowly took off the bathrobe belt.

After completing this sacred ritual, as long as the little mermaid is returned to the sea, these legs will become fish tails. After tossing in the middle of the night, Zhang Dazhen hugged Xiaojiao's wife with a numb leg to take a bath. After washing, he coaxed him to sleep, and told the story of "Prince Husky" in a kind and loving voice.

Jiao Qi fell asleep when he heard that "Prince Husky was too handsome and was scrambled by countless teenagers". I was too sleepy to get up in the morning, and barely ate breakfast before going to work. On the road, he fell asleep in the car again. Maybach drove smoothly. He felt Zhang Dazhen touched him but didn't speak.

The familiar atmosphere is reassuring. Jiao Qi fell asleep without thinking, then opened his eyes and found himself sleeping in the plane.

Spacious private jet, the entire cabin is made into a living room, with a bed, a sofa, and a bar counter. Zhang Chenzheng was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine, watching him leisurely.

This plane was bought by Zhang Chenchen a few years ago. In the rich circle, the comparison is serious, and the business people pay attention to the top line. Zhang Chenyi also bought it, but bought it with Gao Shiqing. The two Q big talents are carefully calculated and think that this thing is occasionally pretended to be used, there is no need to have one. So one person pays half and pays in installments.

"Zhang Dazhen! What's going on?" Jiao Qi sat up and stared at him coldly.

"I saw that you slept soundly and didn't want to wake you up." Zhang Chenxuan said lightly, avoiding heavy, and got up to sit next to Xiaojiao's wife, and touched his lustrous and lubricated face because of full sleep.

Jiao Qi always sleeps lightly and can easily be awakened. Today, he is too sleepy to even be carried on a plane. Raise your hand and take off the noise-cancelling headphones on your head, and the roar of the flight fills your ears. If you look at someone with a proud look, you know that he was intentional.

Private jets need to make a reservation at least one and a half days in advance to use the fairway. It is estimated that after the flight was cancelled that day, the guy booked a flight, and the ghost believed that he had not planned it.

"Today is a working day. You lose contact without notifying the company. Do you know what the consequences will be?"

"I've informed Yu Yuan," the fearless little sea-wife hugs his young wife, "If you are not sure, you can contact him."

There is a network on a private jet, and Jiao Qi is confused and forgets it. Looking out the window, at a height of 10,000 meters, regeneration gas will not help. Push Zhang Chenzheng and connect to WiFi to check the news.

[Yu Yuan: President, this is today's urgent document. Please remember to approve it when you have time. In the afternoon meeting, I informed them to push it to next week. I wish you a happy honeymoon, hehe. 】

Little honeymoon ...

Married for seven years, where's the honeymoon!

Jiao Qi took a deep breath and pulled out a laptop from the cabinet near the sofa, and quickly approved several urgent approvals. Ask the waiter to pour himself a glass of ice cola, and he needs to calm down.

The sailing destination is an Southeast Asian island, a tropical resort. Zhang Chenyi booked a villa on a private beach with a butler and chef. Jiaoqi inquired about the safety status of the beach, showing that it was all shallow and had a protective sign, and how much he put down the snacks.

After at least two days to return home, I had to stay first.

It is already a cold autumn in China, and the island is still hot. The location of the villa is great, the open living room is directly connected to the beach, and the sunny sea breeze and soft sand make the tight mood relax instantly.

The butler is a local and speaks English very well. The first thing Jiao Qi entered the house was to communicate with the housekeeper and let him prepare a lifeguard.

"If my husband threw me into the sea, remember to save me."

The housekeeper confirmed in shock, and looked at the young rich husbands with complex eyes. After so long in the industry, I finally have the opportunity to prove the grudges of the giants!

For example, the steward of the enemy will find the lifeguard at the fastest speed, and find out the life buoy, first aid kit and so on, and put it in a handy place.

After a little rest, Jiao Qi got up again to handle the company affairs, responded to all the emails and participated in a video conference. By the end, it was almost dusk.

Zhang Chen came up with a pair of swimming trunks: "The sun is about to go down. It won't burn your tender skin. It's time to go to sea."

"I'm not going!"

Jiao Qi did not want to be thrown into the water, struggling to refuse to go. Lord Poseidon forcibly stripped his clothes, put on his swimming trunks, and hugged him to the beach.

The black lifeguard stood sideways.

"Don't struggle with the baby anymore, the sea is where you deserve it." Zhang Chenzhang embraced Xiaojiao's wife, walked to the waist of the sea, and slowly put the little prince into the water.

The clear sea gradually disappeared through the white legs, and the gentle waves washed away wave by wave. The Lord Poseidon couldn't bear to let go, so he waited for the miracle.

The cursed little mermaid, when exposed to the sea water, her legs can change back to fish tail. The sinister land is not suitable for the little prince to survive. He should swim freely in the sea, and the beautiful big tail sways with the waves. One day, he will find the gentle eyes hiding behind the coral reef.

Ten minutes passed, the lifeguard stared at his eyes, and the two remained in the same positions as before.

"Why didn't you change the fish tail?" Zhang Chenxi touched in surprise, or two separate long legs.

"All said, I can't go into the sea." Jiao Qi shook his feet and scrambled a splash.

"I know."

"Ok?"

"It's your swimming trunks that prevent your legs from closing."

"Hey! This is a public place!" Jiao Qi worked hard to defend his little swimming trunks.

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In the end, the little prince did not change his tail. Poseidon was very sad, sitting next to the bed and holding his wife's feet in a daze.

"I booked the day after tomorrow," Jiao Qi scratched the old attacker with his toes, "talk to you."

"Oh, okay," Mr. Dior came back, poured a glass of red wine, and drank slowly towards the moon outside the floor-to-ceiling window. "I, Dior Atlantis Zhang, swear by this and give up Poseidon Location, always on land. "

"You're not going back to the sea?" Jiao Qi smiled at him.

"Well," put down the glass, Lord Poseidon climbed into bed, and held the little prince in his arms. "The sea without you is desert to me."

Although it was a script line, it sounded inexplicable, Jiao Qi raised his hand and touched his head.

"But Atlantis can't live without rulers."

"Huh?" Jiao Qi raised an eyebrow.

"It can only be passed to Guangzong in advance, and I will lose this only son."

"……So?"

"So, give me another baby, no, let's have twenty children."

"roll!"