Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 70 My husband will be back soon.

Lu Xiao Mingguang has a great ambition, but in his bones he still has the temperament of his brother.

Want to make money, but don't want to work.

Huo Qi put his hands in his trouser pockets, tilted his head to look at him, and squeezed out disdain in his black eyes: "Five percent, why don't you hold your pile of motorcycles and go to burn incense and worship Buddha."

Although they are brothers for many years, even though they are made of plastic, Lu Xiaoming struggled for a long time. Finally, when Huo Qi got on the big G coolly and was about to leave in the dust, he finally compromised.

"Successful success!! Fifty percent, fifty percent, as long as you can make money." Lu Xiaoming hugged Huo Qi's leg tightly with both hands, refusing to let him go.

In Huo Qi's eyes, Lu Xiaoming is a bit too pampered, he doesn't know anything, he just opened his mouth.

Before the decoration staff arranged by Huo Qi arrived, he raised his chin: "Go and open a black shed outside, and move all these locomotives out."

Lu Xiaoming crossed his legs and sat on the only wicker chair with an ignorant expression on his face: "Ang? Who will go?"

"Are there other living people here besides you and me?"

I didn't expect that after opening a store and giving [-]% commission to others, I would have to do the work myself.

When the sky was dark and the street lights were on, Zhou Mochen also stayed in the car dealership for a day.

Huo Qi likes to regard himself as her husband very much, as if she has positioned herself from the very beginning.

Lu Xiaoming was so frightened that he didn't even have time to close the window, but the thief's hand that reached into the window grabbed him by the collar.

Huo Qi deliberately asked him to do some things, which made it appear that he, the rich second generation, is not the type of person who sits and eats.

Maybe it was the night or it was calm, so everyone in Huo Qi's arms heard it.

Lu Xiaoming is a man after all, his first reaction when encountering this kind of thing is to get angry, so this guy turned on the car lights.

Lu Xiaoming ran away again.

The man lowered his eyes, and seeing Jiang Niannian's almond eyes that waved, his heart softened in a mess, as if a vine was entangled with his beating heart.

In the middle of the night, there is silence, only the faint moonlight is moving.

Just when Lu Xiaoming thought that the thieves would run away if they were discovered, he never thought that those two men who were full of thieves would come forward with knives.

Huo Qi was sleeping soundly with his arms around his wife's soft waist, but was woken up by a phone call from Lu Xiaoming.

Yazheng District.

Before leaving, Huo Qi planted a kiss on the side of the girl's cheek to comfort her: "It's okay, you go to bed first."

That way you can fix it with peace of mind.

Huo Qi raised his black eyes and glanced at him.

He stuck his head in and looked at the man moving the locomotive in the room with a smile.

Two beams of round headlights illuminate the dimly lit square outside the locomotives, exposing the thieves hiding in the darkness to the bright light.

Huo Qi got on the big G, looked out the window lazily, saw Zhou Mochen's pitiful appearance, and reluctantly agreed: "Let me see tomorrow."

Not long after, the child came back again.

Although Lu Xiaoming still felt a lot better when he heard it, he was still not very willing.

The two fiddled in the black shed.

"Young Master Huo, I've been here for a day, why don't we just do it today?" Zhou Mochen meant that he wanted to go home.

"Just you skinny monkey, drive a Porsche, pretend to be an old man, get the hell out of me!"

Sitting in the car with the lights off, Lu Xiaoming suddenly opened his eyes wide. He shrunk his neck to see clearly.

Lu Xiaoming covered his stomach, gritted his teeth and stood up. He spit bloody spittle and took out his cell phone to make a call.

The evening wind howled, and the blowing shutter door made a 'bang bang' sound, as if someone was knocking on the door.

Fortunately, the other party was just asking for money, so after kicking Lu Xiaoming a few times, he began to think about how to move these brand new motorcycles.

Lu Xiaoming never thought that one day he would be so embarrassed by a thief.

"You know what a fart, the motorcycles here cost millions of dollars, monkey, let's make a fuss."

That night, Zhou Mochen drove the car in the middle of the black shed, which was the most convenient place to see the audience. He adjusted the seat and fell asleep soundly.

"Hey~ Huo Huo Huo Huo... Huo Shao, are you kidding me? I... I guard it alone? No, I..." Zhou Mochen looked around in a round ball. Sitting here alone in the middle of the night is so cautious.

Although the black shed was a little small, Zhou Mochen rented several of them and moved all the locomotives into the black shed to prevent the sun from being exposed to the sun and the wind and rain.

He really wanted to hear Jiang Niannian call him: Husband.

Huo Qi got up to leave.

But besides Huo Qi, he doesn't have any friends.

"Be careful." The girl's voice was soft, and her index finger hooked Huo Qi's finger.

Lu Xiaoming: Hurry up~ The house is about to be stolen.

Huo Qi's eyes fell on those black sheds, he took a few steps towards Zhou Mochen, and asked fatally, "Are you going to let him keep these cars here?"

He is always like this, he won't say anything when something happens, as if he can resist anything.

Lu Xiaoming went out and then came back.

But Jiang Niannian couldn't keep his mouth open, so he would call him Ah Qi, and occasionally he was forced to call him brother softly, but he refused to call him husband.

It turned out that there were two dark shadows sneaking in through the gate. They lifted a corner of the black shed and saw a brand new motorcycle inside.

"Young Master Huo, how big is our black shed?"

Bad intentions everywhere.

He squeezed the girl's weak and boneless hand with his rough palm, then squatted beside the bed, and pecked her cherry lips: "My husband will be back in a while."

Lu Xiaoming's hairs stood on end, scratching the back of his head, and went out timidly again.

Based on the tense tone of Lu Xiaoming's phone call just now, the girl probably guessed something.

"Hey, Young Master Huo, someone stole our motorcycle and beat me up, come and teach them a lesson." Lu Xiaoming spoke in a low voice.

He opened his eyes in a panic, but he didn't look at anything. He found that it was the beating heart after the wind blew the gate, and then he recovered calmly.

Zhou Mochen really didn't think about this question.

Huo Qi sneered and left, leaving a sentence ruthlessly: "You are the boss, since you want to open a shop, you have to work hard, you stay and watch tonight."

Under Huo Qi's powerful aura, Lu Xiaoming felt tremendous pressure, and finally managed a practical matter.

"Where can I find the black shed?"

This strange sound frightened Lu Xiaoming to his wits.

"Brother Guo, these cars are all brand-new, so you can't afford old money."

Huo Qi: "..." It was another chilling look.

Although he complained a lot, he still did it honestly.

What is this called.

Just when his eyelids were about to close again, a black shadow flashed in his pupils, and it took 3-5 seconds for his brain to react.

Apart from being afraid of his father, Lu Xiaoming is most afraid of Huo Qi.

Jiang Niannian raised her ignorant eyes, watched Huo Qi get up and get dressed in a hurry, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

Traditional in my bones, I think it is necessary to distinguish clearly before getting married.

The word "marriage" flashed in his mind, Jiang Niannian froze suddenly, he had already thought of this step.

She was lying on her side alone, with his breath and temperature on the bed.

The girl reached out and touched the place where he had slept. She didn't know when she started to rely on him.

(End of this chapter)