Wife of the Mysterious Heir

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But why did she fly up?

This big duck actually carried her up, "Hey... oh, don\'t carry me, auntie, I\'m dying, how come you are like the big devil in my family, you will carry me if you disagree. What I\'m saying is that my best friend wants to prostitute you, it\'s not me, it\'s not me."

Lin Xiaoxiao desperately wanted to break free from the claws of the duck king, so it was not honest to lie on Zhan Glacier.

In the end, Zhan Glacier couldn\'t bear it any longer, and directly covered her chattering mouth with a black suit.

Seeing the eldest young master and young lady come out of the private room in such an intimate posture, Rong Ling, who was waiting at the door, sighed in his heart.

Zhan Glacier carried Lin Xiaoxiao effortlessly, but without turning his head, he instructed Rong Ling: "There is another one in the back, you are responsible for sending it back to Chi\'s house."

"Hey, boss, you can\'t treat me like this, we men and women don\'t kiss each other, okay?" Rong Ling looked back at Chi Xiaoxi, who was so drunk in the box, and felt that this task was more difficult than putting him on the battlefield.

He watched the tall and straight figure of the boss stride away, although he had deep resentment, he didn\'t dare to disobey Zhan Glacier at all.

Rong Ling could only accept his fate, and walked into the private room wanting to cry without tears.

He wants to call Chi Xiaoxi\'s new husband and let him handle it himself.

On the other side, Zhan Glacier carried Lin Xiaoxiao to the underground parking lot, and his black business Mercedes-Benz was parked quietly in the top VIP area.

Just like its owner, Zhan Glacier.

Zhan Glacier shook the car door and threw Lin Xiaoxiao into the co-pilot. He tugged on his shirt and tie and sat in, but before the door was closed, Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly climbed onto him.

No, to be precise, it was riding on him.

Lin Xiaoxiao was drunk and unconscious, her pair of big-eyed cats were as blurry as a pair of big-eyed cats, her small hands trembling and her small face rubbed against his hard chest with a smile.

She rubbed cheerfully, her little face pressed against the neck of the big duck in her arms and began to breathe heat without heart.

"Big Duck, how many times do you pick up customers a day, and how long each time? I know that a top duck king like you can make a lot of money, right? Have you ever thought about keeping my best friend? You don\'t need to introduce it, you know, my best friend is rich, so you can vent to her as her little boy in the future, okay?" Her little hand drilled and drilled, and she was not even afraid of getting into the big duck\'s shirt.

He even touched the man\'s smooth, marble-like body with a particularly enjoyable expression.

She sighed in her heart, this big duck really has two strokes, it feels so good to the touch, no wonder it can be the big duck king.

But it feels a bit like Zhan Glacier.

It would be nice if it was really Zhan Glacier.

Zhan Glacier was only treated like this when Lin Xiaoxiao was drunk and unconscious.

To say that it is VIP treatment, it is better to say that it is a torture of his willpower.

Looking down at the little woman who was in chaos, Zhan Glacier closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

As soon as Lin Xiaoxiao touched him, his body tensed up. He put one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand hugged her tightly clasped waist, allowing her to do whatever she wanted to him.