Chapter 939

Can't you see that Luo Ziqing, such a lofty woman, would do something upside down!

"Ho ho." Huo Kun had to say with a dry smile: "Oh, it turned out that Luo Ziqing took the initiative to President Lu, but President Lu's Yanfu is not shallow."

Lu Mingzhe was calm and didn't speak.

He just put away his knife and said, "Li Qing, watch him for me and take off."

Wherever that person is, find her.

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vatican.

Ruan was lying in bed again, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

There's no reason. Her eyelids jump violently tonight. It seems that something bad is about to happen.

The last time she had this feeling was when she had a car accident in her last life.

So she died.

But this time

Why did her eyelids start jumping again? Who's going to be unlucky?

So, recalling the day scene, Ruan's squinting eyes became darker and darker.

Mingzhe, Mingzhe

Are you all right?

Why did you come to me?

Don't you know... How much you want your life in a year?

Huh?

Knowing that this place is full of traps, why do you want to jump in?

I don't know what to say... Mingzhe, are you stupid or stupid?

Ruan Zai thought like this, and the complicated thoughts seemed to burst her head.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Then a slim figure appeared at the door.

I can't see clearly the face of someone hiding in the dark.

But the voice was unusually low and dull, like pretending something, "Ruan Zaiye, don't sleep, I'll take you to a place."

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It is still a dark night in a nightclub with blurred decoration style.

The dim light and the young men and women walking shoulder to shoulder are filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

"Cough, you all pay attention today. There will be distinguished guests coming later. Cheer up and entertain them. Don't make mistakes."

In a box, a man's serious sermon was coming.

"Find some young girls to serve."

"Forget it, call everyone over and I'll choose a batch of good ones myself!"

Words fall, busy, someone answered.

It was supposed to be a vigorous age. Forced by life, they had to come to the night to force a smile and do some unruly behavior. Rows of beautiful and well-dressed girls appeared in the box.

A tall manager with a slightly fat face, squinting a pair of pea like eyes and flashing light, swept one by one from the girls' faces, and finally landed on a beautiful face that seemed not to be powdered. With a beautiful little face and pure temperament, standing there in a white skirt in the dim light, it was a scene.

The fat manager clapped his hands and said, "good, just you. Remember to serve the little Lord later."

Gudong

The young girl named swallowed her saliva and didn't understand, "manager, do I want to drink with the young master?"

"Nonsense." The fat manager rolled his eyes. "You don't drink with the young Lord. Do you want me to drink?"

"But..." the young girl turned pale. "I've never done this before. I'm afraid that if something goes wrong later..." according to the manager's tone, the young master seems to be a VIP. If something goes wrong, will he lose his life? Although he has worked a lot of part-time, he still can't afford his mother's medical expenses. There's no way he can only come to this place, What would she do if she lost her job.

The young girl thought with chagrin.

"Nothing but." The fat manager said in a deep voice, "you're an adult, aren't you. In that case, guests can do whatever they want you to do. Hehe, they just like your one, and our little Lord is the mini one. " Wear a little white skirt, fairy!

The young girl was crying, "manager, I'm not that kind of..."

"What is not this, that kind of person? You despise our work?" Suddenly, a female voice with thorns came to my ears. A woman in black dress, with her head high and her fine makeup, had a kind of less obvious ridicule and contempt on her cheeks, like a thorny rose, "since you despise it, why do you come? When you become a watch, do you still want to set up a memorial archway? "

"You!" The young girl's complexion turned pale in an instant. She was held and cherished everywhere. How could she have suffered such an insult! She bit her lips and tried to squeeze out a smile: "I, I don't mean that."

The beautiful woman smiled, "it's good if you don't mean that. When all your people come to us and the money is given to you on time, you'll work hard and think less of what you don't have."

"That's right!" The fat manager said in a deep voice, "she studies like Alice. Do you know how much money she can make in a night?"

For her mother's medical expenses, the young girl clenched her fist again. Finally, she bowed her head like fate and raised a simple and sweet smile at the corners of her mouth, "manager, I know, I will work hard."

The manager nodded twice. Some announcements came out of the walkie talkie. He immediately said, "OK, OK, our distinguished guests are coming. Remember to serve them." Then he hurried away.

Alice looked at the young girl, but said with a smile, "you say you're an adult, are you sure?"

"Of course." The young girl stuck her neck, "I'm eighteen!"

"What's your name?" Alice continued.

"My name is Zhong Qianqian!"

"Oh, all right." Alice bent her eyes and smiled at the corners of her mouth: "Miss Zhong Qianqian, I wish you a happy work tonight." Say it and leave.

Zhong Qianqian's face turned white again, waiting for the person who would appear.

Before long, the box door opened.

"Huh? What's interesting here? " An extremely cold voice sounded like a gust of Yin wind.

The man who looks warm and soft, but like a cold daffodil, walks in step by step.

Zhong Qianqian was surprised. The voice was a difficult master.

As soon as her pupils narrowed, she immediately looked at it. The blurred light poured down from the sky, like a layer of depression around her. The man shrouded in darkness, a black suit, wearing a black hat, thin lips slightly bent, looked like a smile, which was very mysterious.

The beautiful jaw, slender eyelashes and ruddy thin lips are just so gently hooked, which is also beautiful and exciting. This exquisite leather bag seems to find no more words to describe his beauty.

But looking at this face, Zhong Qianqian immediately flashed the fat manager's words in her head.

"Little, little Lord?"

According to legend, the little Lord is a very mysterious figure.

He monopolized almost all the dark industries of the Vatican.

Really one year, I picked my eyebrow and smiled, "Oh? You know I'm the little Lord. Do you know me? "