Li Weijia wanted to be much more direct and shouted: "Master is here, please accept a prayer from my disciple."

Han Qiao was stunned.

Li Weijia is so thief.

He quickly said, "Weijia, everyone is friends, don't talk about masters."

Li Weijia smiled with satisfaction: "Friends can do it too."

Li Xiang shook her head with a smile.

She doesn't have that deep feelings for "Happy Camp". Her focus is on business and her family is wealthy.

After three rounds of wine, after five flavors of food,

The guests and guests enjoyed this meal.

Han Qiao's phone number was added to the deputy director of "Happy Camp" in his mobile phone, and he gained the friendship of the host.

"Happy Camp" arranges a car to pick up and drop off.

The group left one after another.

Han Qiao, Li Xiaoran, and Zhou Jie stayed in a hotel.

In the car, Han Qiao and Li Xiaoran were sitting in the back row.

The lights inside the car are dim.

Li Xiaoran rolled down the car window, the cold wind blew in, her hair was dancing, and she stroked Han Qiao's shoulder from time to time.

In the darkness, Li Xiaoran's fingers hooked Han Qiao's fingers.

The delicate skin rubbed against Han Qiao's palm.

Han Qiao's mouth is dry and his tongue is dry.

Horrible.
Chapter completed!