Lu Shaoqiu still kept his hands and legs away from Qingyao. Lang said, "go to Miss Xu and get a set of women\'s clothes. Both inside and outside."

"I\'ve also prepared the clothes of the drowning lady, both inside and outside."

Shi Lan\'s calm answer outside the door embarrassed Qingyao.

Sleeping trough, what kind of woman is so considerate?

Does she know her size? Both inside and outside!

Lu Shaoqiu is used to Shi Lan\'s comprehensiveness.

Loosen Qingyao, bend over again, lift up his wet pants and buckle them.

Go to open the door, turn around and see her curl up against the wall and squat on the ground.

Frown: "it\'s not enough to show me alone?"

Qingyao has been completely exhausted by him. He is curling up and ready to run into the bed.

He ordered, "squat behind the sofa!"

She squatted down against the back of the sofa again, shrinking so that she couldn\'t see the tip of her hair.

Shi LAN handed the two sets of clothes and bags to Lu Shaoqiu, stared straight, and then took the door back.

Throw the women\'s bag down from behind the sofa.

Qingyao answered, squatted behind and dressed quickly.

Schlanner\'s light blue loose cotton linen dress is a little smaller, but it\'s much better than being naked.

After getting dressed, he looked at the door and ran quickly.

Open the door and disappear immediately.

Lu Shaoqiu looked at a light blue wind in front of her, and then everything was calm.

He didn\'t stop. He looked at the closed quiet door, his deep eyes coagulated, and then recalled his sexy thin lips.

After fleeing out of the room, no one said hello. Qingyao ran to the banquet entrance again, took his mobile phone and his small camera recorder from the security office, and left in the speedboat arranged by the security.

No one paid attention to her. Lu Shaoqiu\'s clothes were straight and handsome. He reappeared in the field of vision. Xu\'s family gathered around and greeted and apologized with concern.

After a simple entertainment, Lu Shaoqiu left first with Shi LAN and Qu Ke.

Under the starry sky late at night, Bentley tianyueli was flying fast on the main road in Penang. Lu Shaoqiu sat firmly in the middle of the back seat, with his long legs folded. He put one hand on the back of the chair and the other on his lap, knocking rhythmically.

Shi LAN understood his habitual movements and turned back: "what\'s the matter?"

Lu Shaoqiu stopped his knee tapping and said in a quiet voice, "check that woman for me."

"Do you know her name?"

Lu Shaoqiu recalled that housekeeper Shen had read him a name: "Yun Qingyao."

"OK."

Shi LAN opened her notebook, drove the car, and Qu Ke, who had not made a sound, pondered and took the initiative to explain: "if it is to check her career, she is a reporter of Xingsheng weekly."

"Xingsheng weekly, entertainment magazine?"

"Yes."

Lu Shaoqiu tightened the sword eyebrow.

All media, newspapers and his public relations department have specially issued death orders, and no personal information about Lu Shaoqiu is allowed to be disclosed at all.

However, there are still some tabloids and periodicals that risk their lives to hit the muzzle of the gun in order to subscribe. They do everything they can to rush against the taboos of celebrities. The more secret they are, the more excited they are.

He had never heard of the weekly magazine where the girl was. It must not be a famous magazine. She asked him for contact information and paid careful attention to his face again and again. I\'m afraid she also had an attempt today.

I hope her attempt is not him, otherwise

Qu Ke guessed what he meant by locking his eyebrows and quickly explained the remedy: "I have told him again and again that she won\'t have the courage..."

Lu Shaoqiu said coldly, "others really don\'t have the courage and wisdom. It\'s hard for her to say."

Qu Ke is sweating in cold sweat. It\'s not a good thing to be watched by Lu Shaoqiu. She still wants to get a glimmer of life for Qingyao and save her own life. The girl is the same as the one behind. At the same time, she humbly holds his weakness and wipes the sweat path: "She is very brave, but I have some friendship with her. I will go to her again and let her forget everything about the party tonight. Especially you Lu Shaoqiu, it\'s definitely like you\'ve never met!"

Lu Shaoqiu\'s look in the rearview mirror was obviously a little Ji, and Qu Ke was relieved.

However, Lu Shaoqiu\'s later meaningful words baffled him: "do you have friendship with her? To what extent?"

Qu Ke raised his hands and surrendered: "it\'s definitely not the kind of relationship between men and women! There\'s nothing wrong with my eyes. How can I give up my tender sister xiaorou and fall in love with that kind of man? I\'m not born to look for abuse!"

The former sentence made Lu Shaoqiu lose heart, but on the latter side, he was annoyed for no reason. He twisted his sword eyebrow: "drive your car well, a man talks so much!"

Qu Ke: "

Shiran bowed his head and bent his lips.

*******

The other two female colleagues in the dormitory are already asleep. Qingyao goes in with light hands and feet.

The light didn\'t dare to turn on. Press the light on the mobile phone screen, with a faint light, groped for his desk, took the sketch book and pen and walked away.

Qingyao came in with a night wind. Mirui yawned and complained: "how cruel I abused you in my last life. I always came to you in the middle of the night. Do you know that disturbing people\'s dreams is like killing their parents."

Holding his sketch book, Qing Yao went straight to the tea table and sofa in the living room. Like a ghost, he ignored her accusations, crossed his legs and closed his eyes.

Of course, she didn\'t recall what happened on the island. All the processes were automatically deleted in her mind. She just recalled that face.

The face that should be killed a hundred times, a thousand times and a million times is still not enjoyable!

"Well, female ghost, as long as you don\'t dislike the cold house, just stay and don\'t make any noise!" Mirui went back to his room and continued to sleep.

Before entering the door, his misty eyes suddenly opened wide, turned his head and stabbed a woman on the sofa like a knife: "where\'s my Christian Dior?"

It\'s good not to mention the dress. Once mentioned, the past is vivid and lingering.

Qingyao opened his eyes, contrary to his usual ferocious appearance, his eyes and tail were as depressed as a dog: "baby, go back and sleep your beauty sleep. Let\'s talk another day, OK?"

Mirui didn\'t let her fool her so easily. It took her three months\' salary to buy it and prepare it for big use. For the sake of revolutionary friendship, she reluctantly gave it up and lent it to her: "no! Tell her honestly, is the clothes broken or lost?"

Even if Yun Qingyao went to the banquet hall today and her clothes were broken a few times, she could take them back and change them for a new one with quality problems. After all, the price is expensive. As a fussy expert, she can certainly change them back. The key is that if she wants to change, at least there must be clothes and bodies?

The bloody memory Qingyao didn\'t want to remember any more, so he had to spend money to eliminate the disaster: "I\'ll compensate you for a new one tomorrow, and I\'ll buy it as soon as the Dior store opens."

"Really?" Mi Rui, who has rushed to the sofa and is preparing to stretch his nine Yin white bone claws to Qingyao, quickly put away his claws, "make a written note!"

Close friends, clear accounts!