Chapter 1689: Cai Meier

The door of the second floor box was not closed. He saw Cai Meier sitting in the chair at a glance.
That looks, that figure. . . Oh, don't say that for a thousand dollars, let him pour money, he is willing.
Huang Mao’s youth pointed at Cai Meier in the room and asked,
Is she?

The smile on the face of Chu is even stronger: "It is her."
Huang Mao’s youth went in without saying anything, and his eyes greedily came back and forth in Cai’s chest.
Cai Meier hadn’t come to say a word, and the body was pulled and pulled by the young man.
Her two groups of soft just pressed against the guy's back, and the guy made a screaming scream.
Then the greasy hands of both hands grabbed her thighs and touched her leg roots.
Cai Meier screamed, and pushed the young man away, and he was so angry that he was shaking.
The young man laughed very evilly: "Is this awake? If I haven't woken up yet, I can take you outside to take a taxi and go to the hotel." He said that he still licked his hand and seemed to be in love with the softness he had just touched.
"Roll, you give me a roll~" Cai Mei is crazy, wants to swear, but Chu is here, she can't export.
The young man smiled and said: "Why are you so angry? I just want to help you, but I have nothing to do with you!"
Seeing that the young man didn't want to go, Cai Meier was afraid that he would move his own hands again, and Chu Yu obviously did not intend to take care of her. If he stayed, he would also take his own insults. It is better to leave now, at least keep a little bit. Self-esteem.
Cai Meier glanced at the young man and walked on high heels.
Chu Yan saw Cai Meier, and his mood improved a lot. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He still didn't give him a message. He sighed and stuffed his phone back into his pocket and walked downstairs.
Just walking down the stairs, the Huang Mao youth chased him up and reached for him to ask for money: "A thousand pieces have not been given yet to go?"
Chu Yu stayed in the footsteps and browed slightly: "What have you done? I want to give you money?"
"Going back to the beauty, a thousand, isn't that what you said?"
"Are you going out?" asked Chu.
Huang Mao’s youth smiled and said:
I didn’t go out, but I’m back, you still have to give money.

"Why?" Chu Yu took a step back. Only then could he see the appearance of this person. After all, the other person was too short and stood close. He could only see one head.
Huang Mao’s youth said:
If you have said it yourself, you have to count.

Chu Yu smiled: "I remember you said, back beauty, don't want money. How, if you say something, you can count it?"
Huang Mao’s youth was a little annoyed, and his voice sank a few points:
Let’s talk nonsense with me. If you don’t give money today, I’m thinking about getting out of this door.

The boss wife on the side saw it, and the heart was smashed ten thousand times. It was clearly that she wanted to blackmail. If she had to make trouble, she wouldn’t go to her store to make trouble. Who would pay for it?
When Huang Mao’s words fell, several of his companions dropped the strings in their hands and stood up.
Huang Mao sneered: "Now it is not a thousand dollars. Our five brothers, each with two thousand, one less point will make you unable to leave this door."
"Is it?" Chu Yu twisted his neck and shrugged his shoulders. He did not practice for a few days, just to take advantage of this opportunity.
He took off his black suit and took a look at it. The suit was lightly and cleverly placed on a wooden chair a dozen meters away from him.
"Let's go together, save time." He lowered his head and unbuttoned the cuffs, not even giving them a positive eye.