"So, you know how to deal with Tian Zhen."

When Xu Youning went downstairs, he just heard this sentence.

Tian Zhen... She had to work hard to remember this person--the long wound in her hand was drawn in the bar by Tian Zhen with a broken glass bottle.

At that time, Mussier was in Mexico and asked her about this on the phone. She succinctly explained the beginning and the end of the matter. I did not expect Mussard to remember.

However, when she is facing a life threat, she can give up her because of a contract. Remember what this small thing can explain?

Or, Mussard just can't allow others to offend his authority?

That bar is his place, and hurting his men on his site is tantamount to challenging his authority. He asked Zhao Yinghong to teach Tian Zhen, but he was demonstrating his authority.

With such a thought, Xu Youning was much more calm, and took the pace of the money to go downstairs. The little bird relied on the people to lie next to Musijue, and his lips smirked with a soft smile.

Musijue used to look like Xu Youning in a natural way. The slender and good-looking fingers casually played with her hair, and the relatives and 暧 两 昧 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 两 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。

Zhao Yinghong looked at the eye and saw a few red marks on Xu Youning's neck and collarbone. He weighed a bit and said: "Jie, you can rest assured that I will learn from Tian Zhen!"

Musquieu sniffed Xu Youning's hair, did not speak, but showed a satisfactory expression.

Zhao Yinghong smiled and said: "This Tian Zhen is my person. He hurt Miss Xu. I have to bear some responsibility. I have to apologize to Miss Xu!" After thinking about it, I continued, "How about going to the Marriott Club?" The breakfast over there is famous for being welcomed by the ladies. I am doing the East and spending the money with Miss Xu! We can also go to the top of the building to play two shots!"

Xu Youning's eyes are condensed, Mussie's wounds are not healed, don't say two shots, he can't hit half a shot.

She glanced at Muss, and was trying to find an excuse to help him stop Zhao Yinghong, but the tiger mouth was gently pinched by Muss.

Then I heard Mussuke say lightly: "Well, I didn't touch the club for a while."

After that, Musijue took Xu Youning to get up and took the lead.

Xu Youning did not know what plans Musqui said had, and did not dare to ask, even dare not show a slight concern, only the birds follow him.

Zhao Yinghong was not far behind and observed him behind Muss, went to the parking lot and suddenly said: "Jie, I heard that you like racing?"

Mussaud replied faintly: "It's okay."

"Hey, I have an old bone. I suddenly became fascinated with speed and passion." Zhao Yinghong patted his high-profile Mercedes. "Are you more than Zhao Shu?"

"..."

"..."

Muske opened the door: "Zhao Shu is so interested, how can I refuse?" said Xu Youning, "on the train."

Xu Youning obediently sat in the vice seat, while pressing the seat belt and pressing down the voice, "Why should you agree with Zhao Yinghong? Your wound will crack!"

"Don't promise him, he won't leave easily today." Mussett started the car. "Stay steady, we have to play a show for Zhao Yinghong."

Zhao Yinghong's eyes are burning, and through the glass window, he can see the innocent calm of the cold face of Muss.

Kangrui City and he said that Mussou was seriously injured, but Mussaud’s appearance is obviously different from the past. Moreover, when he was in the old house of Mujia, he did not ignore the red marks on Xu Youning's neck.

If Musquis is really badly injured, how can he still spend the night with Xu Youning?

However, Kangrui City seems to have no reason to fool him.

Zhao Yinghong still decided to find out, stepping on the gas pedal and heading with Muss.

It is a hand, but in fact, they can only play on the road from the old town to the main road.

This section of the road is not long, but there are several turns in the middle. If you want to lead, you have to fight the technology. Zhao Yinghong certainly does not dare to underestimate the driving technology of Muss, but if Muss is really injured, his play will inevitably be lost.

In this game, if he wins, then Mussard’s injury has not ran.

The result was that Zhao Yinghong was disappointed. He was softly opened by Mussek after two turns. The black Land Rover really turned into a tiger under the control of Muss, a flexible tail, a wounded person. It is unlikely to make such a big move.

Out of the old town, Zhao Yinghong caught up with Muss, and lowered the window and shouted to the Land Rover: "Oh, I remember this, I forgot that it was a big day. Let’s go on like this, the traffic police should catch up. Today even A draw, next time I have a chance, Zhao Shu is really more than a game with you."

"You are an elder, listen to you." After that, Mussault slowed down and swayed the window.

Xu Youning immediately asked: "How are you?"

The turning and accelerating just now, including the use of skills to open Zhao Yinghong, all need to mobilize a lot of strength, Mu Sijue's wounds must be involved, but Xu Youning did not see any pain in his face.

"It's okay." Mussek's forehead pulled out a thin layer of sweat, "called Aguang to prepare a medicine chest at the Marriott Clubhouse."

Xu Youning was busy dialing Aguang’s phone and told him in accordance with the words of Musquieu. At the end, his head began to run quickly and wanted to take countermeasures. He began to talk to himself unconsciously:

"...The car is just the first step of Zhao Yinghong's plan. Then he will definitely play with you."

"...your wound has already been involved, and if you swing again, it will crack open. If the blood leaks out, you will wear it.... Even if your clothes can cover the blood, the pain will make you play abnormally, Zhao Yinghong still Will see the flaws."

"...you have to think of a way to let Zhao Yinghong give up playing with you."

"..."

Mussou looked over and looked at Xu Youning. She bit her lip and the anxiety and worry at the bottom were so real.

If she didn't know her identity long ago, maybe he would really believe that Xu Youning had feelings for him.

Not long after, the car stopped in front of the Marriott Clubhouse, and Mussault interrupted Xu Youning’s self-talk: “It’s here.”

Xu Youning seems to have stunned, then suddenly raised his head: "I thought of it!"

She took Mussier into the clubhouse and pushed Muske to the corner as soon as she entered the elevator. Mussou frowned: "What do you think of?"

"Only this excuse can make Zhao Yinghong give up playing with you!"

After that, Xu Youning kissed Muske's lips, and by the way, he pulled Muss's hand around her waist and whispered: "Quickly pretend!"

Musijuk understood what he was, and he was interested in knowing what he asked: "What is it?"

"Do you still don't understand?" Xu Youning did not notice the expression of Mu Sijue's sideline, and he almost slammed his feet. "Want|burning in the fire!"

Just then, the waiter’s voice came from outside: “Mr. Zhao, good morning. Mr. Mu has been waiting for you in the elevator.”

It’s too late to come again, Xu Youning is anxious to bite: "Musuojue!"

As soon as the voice fell, Mussault suddenly turned around her waist and turned around. The two exchanged positions and became her being pressed in the corner. Muscle's warm lips were covered.

He only slammed her lips on her lips and eagerly opened her teeth. The gentleness of the siege of the pool, the more her hands were tightened, and she wanted to push her into the blood.

Xu Youning has some troubles.

Was it just quite calm for Mussaud? Can it be changed in one second?

By the way, men are thinking animals with the lower body, and it is true that there is nothing wrong!

Only Mussour knew that when he saw Xu Youning wearing his shirt, he had already wanted to do this. Xu Youning’s move was undoubtedly ignited.

The fake play is done, the deeper the kiss, the more the elevator car 暧|昧 floats.

Zhao Yinghong took the person to the front of the elevator. He didn't expect to see such a lively and fragrant side. He snorted and stunned. For a time, he didn't know whether to go in or avoid it.

In the presence of so many people, Xu Youning heard every cell in his body making a protest, but in order to survive Zhao Yinghong, she only pretended to be intoxicated.

Mussard did not see the unaccustomed. He circled his hand on Xu Youning's waist and moved the hot kiss to Xu Youning's neck. He didn't know if he was intentional or deliberate, even in Xu Youning. The neck side took a bite.

Xu Youning whispered, subconsciously wanting to lift his foot to Musijue, but remembered that Zhao Yinghong and his party were outside, they had to become a slap in the face: "Hate." Saying, he opened his eyes.

Seeing Zhao Yinghong’s sly and sly 昧 昧 昧 昧 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许 许

Musijue took Xu Youning into his arms and licked her earlobe: "This excuse is not smart enough."

Xu Youning almost collapsed, Gao Ming your sister is Gao Ming, the script is not like this!

Zhao Yinghong looked outside, Xu Youning could only suppress the impulse of the runaway, hammering the shoulders of the hammered Muss: "Look at yourself!"

Mussault lingered for a while before releasing Xu Youning, looking back at Zhao Yinghong, and picking up the eyebrows: "Zhao Shu, mind waiting for us?"

Zhao Yinghong’s purpose today is to determine whether Mussou was injured, but from Mu’s old house to the clubhouse, he did not see that Mussou had a half-point abnormality, and his heart was already a bit imaginary, and he dared not step by step. After all, Muss. Without injury, he will be miserable in the future.

"I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do." Zhao Yinghong waved his hand and smiled pointlessly. "Jess, you are busy with you, I am leaving, have a chance to have a drink together."

Muske said: "Sure." When Zhao Yinghong walked away, he turned back and dropped a kiss on Xu Youning's lips. "Go upstairs to the room."

"Young people." Zhao Yinghong laughed and walked away. Not long after, the elevator door slowly closed.

Xu Youning endured a morning and finally got rid of it. He pushed Muske.

Unexpectedly, Mussou did not have the power to parry. He took a few steps back and stopped at the elevator wall.

Xu Youning has a tight heart: "How are you?"

Mussek’s forehead burst into a cold sweat, and there was a weakness in his voice: “Ask the room number.”

Xu Youning was busy with the call of Aguang.