A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Suo He stopped, squatted on the stone steps with a smile on his face, looked back at Lu Zeng, and said happily:

"Lu Zeng, look at the look in Mr. Zhou's eyes when he looks at that girl. It's as if he wants to swallow her whole."

If you really like it that much, then take it home and raise it.

Anyway, Mr. Zhou has everything he needs except a woman to warm his bed.

Lu Zhangzhang sighed deeply, walked over and squatted on the steps.

Two grown men, men with some influence and social status in Kyoto, were actually squatting on the street.

They don't mind it, haha, that's really cool.

"Huo Yan, it would be nice to follow Mr. Zhou, but I'm afraid..."

It was difficult for Lu Zeng to say what he said.

I was afraid that Huo Yan would not agree, and I was even more worried that Mr. Zhou would really do it.

Huo Yan was unwilling to do so and would use whatever method worked.

If Mr. Zhou was just in a whim, that would be fine, but if he was serious about it, it would be difficult to deal with.

Who in Kyoto doesn’t know what kind of famous family the banker is?

A wealthy family like the Zhuang family is not something that an ordinary girl can dream of.

Even if Mr. Zhou recognized the child himself, it wouldn't work. With Mr. Zhuang, Mrs. Zhuang, and all those uncles and aunts involved, who would agree?

"Mr. Zhou's affairs, he needs us to worry about them? You can rest assured, as long as Mr. Zhou wants, even Mrs. Zhuang won't say a word."

Suo He said something and got up to go to the beach, where he saw Mr. Zhou pulling the girl over there.

Lu Zeng thought about it and patted his thigh. Yes, why should he think so much?

What he found difficult was a piece of cake for Mr. Zhou, wasn't it?

Now that there is nothing to worry about, he is just worrying about nothing.

Over there, Huo Yan's wrist was pulled by Zhuang Zhoucheng and she was heading towards her classmates.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked back at her feet. Perhaps a lot of sand had gotten into her shoes, so they were a little slippery.

Zhuang Zhoucheng suggested:

"Take off your shoes."

Huo Yan had wanted to take off his shoes a long time ago. Who would wear shoes on the beach?

Every time she stepped, there was a hole in her foot, and her shoes were filled with sand, which was why she came in slippers.

After Zhuang Zhoucheng said that, Huo Yan put down his shoes the next moment, bent down to pick them up and walked away.

"that,"

Huo Yan shook her arm, and Zhuang Zhoucheng looked back at her, motioning her to continue.

Huo Yan stammered, "Let me go. I can walk on my own."

Doesn't she look like someone who can't take care of herself?

She had been to the beach so many times before that she couldn't even walk.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her, didn't respond, and pulled her away again.

Huo Yan was led by Dali and had to follow again.

I followed him, but I wasn't really willing to do so.

They didn't even know each other, so why did he always act like they were familiar with each other? This made her feel very uncomfortable.

He walked and muttered softly:

"I can go by myself. Others will misunderstand if we see you. We don't even know each other very well. I don't know your name, what you do, or if you're a good person. Oh, no, that first time, after that night, I always thought you were a good person. But later, you seemed to look scary, and the people around you were also afraid of you, unlike me before, blah blah blah..."

Huo Yan complained to himself, not wanting to get a response from Zhuang Zhoucheng at all.