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【223】

Zhou Chuyu struggled, but he ignored it at all and walked towards the dance floor with big strides...

On the dance floor, he carefully put her down, stretched his arms, held her hard in his arms, hugged her tightly, and said, "Wife, don't play intimacy with other men in front of me..."

Zhou Chuyu pressed his chest with both hands against his resistance and said, "Ou Xiangbei, what do you want? Don't forget that we are over."

"It's enough to start over even if it's over..." The power around her waist increased again. He looked at her with his lower eyes, his eyes full of seriousness.

"impossible……"

"What kind of brand of advertising slogan is there? Everything is possible..." He smiled and looked at her slightly angry face.

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The dinner lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening.

Liang Bo, Qiao Weiwei, and Ning Meng arrived home, it was already 11:30.

After taking a shower, Qiao Weiwei, wearing a white nightgown, fell tiredly on the bed, looked up at the dazzling crystal lamp above her head, yawned, closed her eyes, and said, "Hey, I'm so tired..."

Liang Bo tidied up the bath towel on his body again, lay beside her, and hugged her from behind.

"Well... I didn't expect that a seventeen-year-old girl could actually develop a drug that completely kills the insect. She is much awesome than Bai Shan... Well...ah..." Qiao Weiwei said quietly.

"yes……"

On the balcony, I listened quietly to everything in the bedroom, and a wrinkled face became more and more ferocious...

Autumn love...

Is it this guy named Qiu Rong who detoxified Qiao Weiwei?

And it is also a drug that can kill the insects at one time.

As the developer of the Violent Gu, she could not do something, how did this seventeen-year-old girl named Qiurong do it...

She must know this little girl...!

How dare she ruin her good things!

snort!

Thinking of this, two wrinkled hands clenched into fists...

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At the same time, cool apartment.

Under the huge spray, the coolness rinsed the body carefully, and the movements were elegant and smooth...

After washing quickly, he pulled a bath towel over and wrapped it around his waist. Then, he walked to the bathroom, dried his hair in front of the mirror, and quickly entered the bedroom.

The scene that caught his eye made him completely stunned...

In front of her, Qiu Rong sat in front of her computer, staring at the a//// movie, and her little hand placed on the mouse was slightly trembling because of her nervousness.

Liang Yi/quickly stepped forward, turned off the computer monitor, looked down at Qiu Rong, scolded, and said, "Where did you find such a mess? Who asked you to see this? How old are you?"

"My personal servant Apple sent it to my email. Apple said that only in this way can a woman make a man fall in love with him wholeheartedly. She also said that kissing cannot give birth to a baby, and this is necessary to give birth to a baby."

"Nothing! I'll send Apple away when I go back!" Liang Yi frowned and growled.

"Brother Yi, don't be angry!" Qiu Rong jumped off the chair innocently, grabbed the cold hand tightly, shook it, and said coquettishly.

Liang Yi looked at her, angry and helpless.

"Don't read this kind of thing in the future, do you hear it?"

She was so pure that he didn't want these things to taint her eyes.

"I understand, I won't watch..." Qiu Rong lowered her head in a depressed manner, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Okay, go to bed." He reached out, touched her head, sighed and said.

"Oh..." Qiurong nodded, held the cold hand and went to bed...

After lying down, Qiurong sat on his cool belly again, looked at his face with clear eyes and said, "Brother Yi, we are also learning from the person in the movie. Is it good to make a baby?"

"Not good, go to bed..." Liang Bo closed his eyes tightly and refused to look at her.

"Brother Yi, you hate it!" Qiu Rong immediately stood up like a spring, stood beside his legs, put his hands on his hips, looked down at him from a high place, and said angrily.

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The next day.

In the office of the president of Liangshi Group, Liang Bo, who had resumed normal work, was sitting seriously at the computer desk, reviewing important documents that had been accumulated for several days.

"Click..." The sound of pushing the door was light and heavy, cutting through the silence at this moment.

Liang Bo looked up and looked at Ou Xiangbei who was slowly coming towards him, then lowered his head.

After confirming the content of the document for the last time, he raised his eyebrows and signed two big words "Long Feifengwu" on the last page - Liang Bo.

"I said, the search and rescue team called me again just now. They said that they had searched all the waters near Phoenix Mountain, but still could not find Sun Xiaoran's body. They asked if we would continue to go to other waters to salvage..."

Liang Bo was silent, picked up another document and read it carefully...

"If you want me, forget it. The sea is so big, who knows where the corpse has floated? These days, we have spent hundreds of millions of dollars just to salvage the corpse. If we continue, we really can't afford to hurt. Why not just hold a funeral for Sun Xiaoran?" Ou Xiangbei said again.

Liang Bo raised his eyebrows, put down the documents, pinched his eyebrows, looked at Ou Xiangbei, and said, "Then stop... It's really not worth it to spend money and energy for a mere corpse..."

Upon hearing this, Ou Xiangbei immediately picked up his cell phone and called the captain of the search and rescue team...

“Stop salvage immediately.”

After saying that, Ou Xiangbei hung up the phone...

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The day when Sun Xiaoran held the funeral.

The whole city seemed to be in a haze.

News about Sun Xiaoran's funeral also dominated the headlines of major websites, TV stations, newspapers and magazines.

Sun Xiaoran fans from all over the world, holding Sun Xiaoran's photos in their hands and surrounded the entrance of the funeral home.

In the yard, in the solemn mourning hall, elites from the upper class and big names in the entertainment industry came to burn incense and mourn...

Outside the mourning hall, Liang Bo, Qian Fang, Liang Tianyou lowered his head and stood at the door, saluting to the guests coming and going.

The reporters stood not far away and kept taking photos.

In the black Rolls-Royce extended car not far from the door of the mourning hall, Qiao Weiwei, dressed in black and wearing a black beret, looked quietly at everything.
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