Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 169 The Perverted CEO's Little Secretary (5)

His whole body seemed to be drenched from head to toe by a basin of cold water. Sitting in the taxi, Chu Yi shivered. He begged the Bodhisattva to tell the Buddha in his heart to bless her lovely heroine from any accident. The taxi driver couldn't help watching Open your mouth to make fun of.

"Little girl, you are in such a hurry at night, why don't you catch the adulterer?!"

First day of junior high school: Can't people these days read something good?What is catching rape!A person like Ning Feibai, as long as he hooks his fingers, there will be hordes of women jumping in line and waiting for him, okay?
Although he thought so in his mind, he didn't refute it in the first day of the junior high school. Ning Feibai would be in his pocket one day.

Smiling awkwardly, after arriving at the destination, Chuyi scrambled and rushed into the gate, seeing so many people inside, Chuyi wanted to find them one by one, but unexpectedly she just turned her head and saw Ning Fei white.

It was still the same suit that he was wearing during the day, but when he walked in on the first day of junior high school, he realized that the man had taken off his tie at some point, and his hair, which was meticulously made with mousse, was messed up.

The wild Ning Feibai has never been seen before.

"boss?"

On the first day of the lunar new year, she approached carefully, wanting to see if Ning Feibai had lost consciousness, but when she just lowered her head, Ning Feibai turned her head, and her warm cheek brushed against her lips like this.

"Is it Ms. Qiao? I called Ms. Qiao just now. Mr. Ning is still in a coma. Do you need a room?"

The little brother in a tuxedo appeared at the bar, but Chu Yi rolled his eyes at what he said, and opened the room as soon as he could, why did she have to rush over in the middle of the night!
Not daring to reach out to push Ning Feibai, Chuyi nodded helplessly, took the key handed by the younger brother, turned around and scratched Ning Feibai's ears and cheeks at the sleeping Ning Feibai.

In the memory transmitted to him by his predecessor, Ning Feibai should be very annoying to be touched by people, but if he is not touched, how can he be moved to the room? !

"May I ask if Miss Qiao needs help?"

Seeing Chu Yi anxiously wanting to stomp his feet, the little brother walked out of the bar with good intentions, and wanted to help Chu Ning Feibai to walk away.

"Wait, wait, wait! I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself!"

Just kidding, if Ning Fei woke up in vain on the way, he wouldn’t throw his little brother out. If it were me, it would still be considered a work-related injury, but if it were him, it would be considered a work-related injury.
Shaking his head, throwing out the redundant thoughts in his mind, Chuyi took Ning Feibai's arm and put it on his shoulder. When Ning Feibai leaned on his body, Chuyi understood what it means to ask for trouble eat.

Looking at the two people walking away all the way, the younger brother shook his head, he didn't understand the world of the rich, recalling everything that happened before the appearance of the first day of junior high school, the younger brother couldn't help but sigh.

It should be said that President Ning was also a man covering the sky with one hand in the imperial capital, but he handed over his mobile phone to himself before drinking, and said that if he got drunk, he would call a person named Qiao Yu himself.

This is a very normal thing, but the strange thing is that Ning is always a frequent visitor of the enchantress, and she has always been a person who never gets drunk, but she passed out tonight? !Do you think it's strange?
Of course, she didn't know the details in the first day of junior high school. There is only one word in her mind now, heavy!

Ning Feibai was too heavy, what kind of pig feed did this girl grow up on, she was able to grow tall and strong, and she was almost exhausted before reaching the room.

After finally getting to the room, he simply threw him on the bed on the first day of junior high school, then closed the door with his foot, and sat down on the sofa.

Mother, this is more tiring than when she followed her stepfather up the mountain to hunt wild boars when she was a child!
　Damn, coding is more tiring than eating

　　
　
(End of this chapter)