Chapter 1071 2.507 Does This Seat Stink?

Zhao Qiran was about to struggle, but as soon as the leader breathed out her strength, she couldn't move at once, and she was dragged away by the leader stiffly, with shock in her eyes.

Not for anything else, just because the leader whispered in her ear, "I know that you are a member of the Raksha Ghost Sect."

Seeing that the girl was stiff, the leader curled his lips viciously, dragged the girl into the room, and slammed the door behind him.

The door slammed into Miss Ran's heart so hard that she was almost out of breath in horror.

The man in front of her had such an astonishing aura that she was stunned for a moment.

"Sit down and have another drink with me. I think your suzerain will arrive soon." The leader sat down on the girl, unlocked her acupoints with one finger, and shook the wine glass in his hand. tone of refusal.

"you……"

"Don't worry, as long as you cooperate well, I won't embarrass you." The corner of the leader's lips curled up slightly, and he took a drink with a light expression, and said slowly, "Hey, put away the dagger in your sleeve, be careful what a fool! cut himself."

"If I want you, do you think you can do anything to me with that broken dagger in your hand?" The leader looked at her with a half-smile.

Zhao Qiran blinked, and looked at him in astonishment.

He, he knows, he knows everything?

"You, what do you want to do then?"

The leader suddenly stretched out his hand, and a force of attraction pulled her into his arms, and she sat on his lap.

"I heard that you, the top brand of Juncai Building, have attracted men all over the capital, and I am very fascinated." His thin and soft sleeves brushed her small face, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "You have seen so many men, you are the most qualified to speak."

"Let me ask you, do you think this seat stinks?"

Zhao Qiran: ...

Why are you suddenly speechless?

My lord, what kind of ghost question is this?

"Oh." The leader squinted his beautiful eyes sadly, and looked at Miss Zhao with his thin lips and asked, "Let me ask you again, what's wrong with you when I'm holding you?" Feel?"

Miss Zhao looked at him in bewilderment!

Why does this leader, who looks elegant and talented, seem to have a problem with his mind?

"Why didn't you answer the question I asked you?" The leader's face turned cold, and a springy smile appeared on his face, which turned into a cold face in an instant.

Zhao Qiran was amazed by the quick change of face.

"I don't feel uncomfortable at all." Zhao Qiran replied eagerly.

The leader was furious immediately, and threw her to the ground with a flick of his sleeves. Huo Di stood up and said, "Liar!"

Zhao Qiran: ...

"If you don't tell the truth, I will tear down your Juncai Building!"

Zhao Qiran: What should I say?

This leader is too moody!

"It's really uncomfortable..." Zhao Qiran could only follow his words.

The leader relaxed his eyebrows and immediately smiled, stretched out his long arms, happily picked up Miss Ran from the ground, hugged her in his arms like a baby again, stroked the back of her head and said, "How comfortable is that? "

Zhao Qiran froze and shook his head with a numb head.

This leader looks like a sick person...

"You women always like to say that stinky men stinky men! Could it be that I really stinky?"