Best Ex-wife: President, Don’t Count on Me

A warm look at the past, it really is warm!

This handbag seems to be new to her, and she was seen with it during the day.

The warmth gave Qiao Qiao a look, motioned her to whisper a little, and then the two of them went upstairs along the way to a secluded place. They opened their bags and took a look.

Simply **** help me too!

Warmly put the room card back into the warm bag. Hand it to Jojo with the handbag, "Do you know how to do it?"

Qiao Qiao's head looked embarrassed. "But I'm afraid!"

Warmly hate iron and steel to look at her, "This is a high-end hotel, and pays great attention to the privacy of guests. There are no cameras in the hallway. What are you afraid of?"

"Ok!"

Qiao Qiao walked forward hesitantly, looking back from time to time for a warm look.

Warmly watch her counseling, cursing a useless thing, stomping her feet, and followed.

Anyway, when something goes wrong, I can't escape being suspected, it's better to clean things up all at once! Otherwise, as soon as the shot is warm, there will be no day for him!

Thought of this, warm and firm pace.

Although she was disdainful to do such a thing, she was so disappointed in her strength that she couldn't help it! What's more, as early as a few years ago, I have plagiarized warm works and gained fame. Isn't it just as comfortable as ever?

Simply, do nothing, endlessly!

Warmly watching Qiao Qiao shiveringly, unable to open the door for a long time, annoyed dragged her away, picked up the room card and swiped to open the warm door.

Qiao Qiao followed behind warmly, and spat out his tongue secretly.

Hum, there is no door for me to cook in the future! Even if you don't want to touch the shit, I will make you stink!

Seeing the warmth had entered the door, Qiao Qiao quickly disappeared the calculations of his eyes, and replaced him with a timid and clumsy look.

The two walked into the warm room together and saw the location by the window. Hanging a piece of brocade clothes, the tailoring is very simple, but it looks inexplicable and beautiful!

With one glance, the warmth was full of jealousy.

Warmth is such a skill. It is obviously a very simple design.

Art, after reaching a certain height, depends on spirituality!

Warm knows this and is jealous of warmth. Because something like spirituality is inherent, there is no way to surpass it!

"Go! Tear me!"

Fists warmly, almost groaning out with almost gritted teeth.

Jojo walked over, took off his clothes, and said secretly. To be honest, the clothes look beautiful and fairy, and they must be comfortable and beautiful to wear!

Qiao Qiao hesitated: "Or should we steal this dress?"

At first glance, she saw the likes of Qiao Qiao's eyes, and she became jealous and yelled almost indignantly.

Qiao Qiao helplessly handed the clothes to warm hands. She couldn't handle such beautiful clothes!

Take it warmly and gave Qiao Qiao a stern glance. Without thinking about it, he grabbed the two fronts of the clothes and tried to pull it!

"Uh-"

The clothes shattered in half.

The warmth was not deflated, and it was torn apart twice, and the beautiful clothes of Xianqi were instantly broken into pieces.

It's a pity Qiao Qiao was warm but coldly commanded: "Go, get the ink!"

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Jojo was a little surprised: "What else do you do?"

A warm sigh, "You don't know the warmth! Even if it is broken into pieces, she can fix it! I want to cut off all her possibilities!"

When it comes to the end, warmth has brought a bite of grievance.

Qiao Qiao helplessly spread his hand: "Where can I go to buy ink? At this time, don't forget that it's not domestic, ink or something is not common! Besides, when I go out and buy something, when the window of Dongfang happens, wouldn't it be silverless Three hundred and two? "

"Hum! Coward!" Warm and disgusted glance at Qiao Qiao, "I have it in my bag, hurry up!"

"Oh!"

Qiao Qiao promised to run back to the cozy room to find the ink, while rummaging and defamating his belly: How clear I am when you are, it is already ready! This counts others, but it is not ambiguous at all!

Qiao Qiao took the ink and came back, and warmly spilled a whole bottle on the pile of rags, and finally stepped on it a few feet, which was regarded as a complete disgust.

Looking at the grungy rag, Jojo couldn't help but be afraid.

"Chief, what should we do if they come back and find out?"

"No!" Warm and determined, "The two of us will participate in this contest. If I get caught, I won't be able to get my work, even if this event is completely scrapped, Emperor Hope will count on us to win. How about overturning the emperor, he would never promise to do so! She could only break her teeth and swallow them!

Jojo was still hesitant.

"However, President Emperor loves Director Wen so much"

Obviously this touched the warm bottom line, she suddenly turned around and stared at Qiao Qiao fiercely, yelling: "You shut up for me! No matter how much, I will push everything to you! Look! Are they going to secure a contestant or will they secure you a little assistant? "

Jojo suddenly didn't dare to say a word.

The two silently exited the warm room, warmly put the room card back into the warm handbag, and instructed Jojo to take the hotel lobby to find a place to lose, and they returned to the room to rest.

About an hour later, warmth and Fang Yu returned from the outside.

The front desk of the hotel called warm, "Are you Miss Daisy?"

A warm smile at the front desk, "Huh?"

"Oh, here is a hand bag that other guests picked up. We found your information based on the room card that fell out of it. Please don't mind."

The front desk said, and handed the bag to Warm in front of him. "Excuse me, please check, is there anything missing?"

Take the handbag without looking at it warmly and smile at the front desk beauty, "thankyou!"

The pure English tone is a very pleasant and pleasant sound, and Fang Yu also secretly murmured, "Girl, you can do it! English is so slippery! If you don't look at your face, people don't know you are an Oriental!

She smiled warmly, "Anyway, I have lived abroad for a few years. If even a thank you says it is not standard, are you burying me or bragging about me?"

The two chatted all the way upstairs.

Jojo looked at the warm handbag, "Guess, they succeed?"

Warm rolled his eyes. "Otherwise? Do you think someone really picked up the handbag and brought it to the front desk? It must have been deliberately discarded by their hands!"

Fang Yu was anxious. "Then let's go and see what it looks like in the room!"

The old **** is in the warmth: "You can rest assured that the warmest goal is clothes, at most, it will stain the carpet and will not let you sleep on the road!"

The two returned to the room and swiped open the door to see. Sure enough, the black piece on the carpet, the immortal clothes, had already become a ball even more dirty than a rag!

Fang Yu was so angry that he straightened his sleeves. "Too much! I'll go and find them!"

Holding her warmly, "What are you doing?"

Fang Yu frowned and shook off his warm hands, and said dissatisfied, "I don't understand, what a good piece of clothes, why are you ruining her?"

A warm smile, "because"