Chapter 862: Fanwai: Modern Journey 12

Chapter 862 Fanwai: Modern Journey 12
Duan Luo's eyes fell on the two from time to time.
The two are self-contained, no matter in behavior or temperament, they are obviously incompatible with the rest. At one point he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it, and he was completely compared. Another discovery that made him aggrieved was that after seeing the two, and then looking at the rest of the audience, they all felt that ... it was boring and too lazy to take care of it.
Suddenly, Duan Luolang laughed and said, "Mr. Mo, Miss Qu, hello, don't be surprised."
"You're welcome." Morian smiled, "I'm lucky to meet you."
"Well, I think so too." Qu Taner echoed with a smile. Being able to eat for nothing, drink for nothing, and wear for nothing saves a lot of trouble, and I'm lucky to think of it. Moreover, if it wasn't for his yacht, maybe she was still traveling around the sea, and she wouldn't have encountered the city so quickly.
Unexpectedly, Duan Luo laughed evilly, "I also want to say yes-but, I really hate, hate you for throwing my mobile phone." The last sentence, a bit gritted.
But the smile in his eyes also shows that he doesn't care?
God knows, the heart is across the belly.
At this time, Murren City was in doubt: "Daner, you threw someone's cell phone?" What is a cell phone? He hasn't figured it out yet.
"Ok."
"Apologize then." Morian City seemed to be majestic, but said clearly with a bit of petting.
Qu Tan'er had a small face and was pitiful. He still made a sorry gesture towards Duan Luo, "I'm sorry, Mr. Duan Luo, I owe you a mobile phone, and today's friendship."
"..." Duan Luo was slightly stunned.
Really so good? This man ... his eyes could not help falling on Morian.
The dinner party is naturally not the focus of these rich children.
The point is at the party after dinner.
At night, the moonlight is beautiful.
The party in front of the hotel, the front party, is really nothing new.
Several men, and a group of beauties, played various men and women's games. And this kind of game, Qu Tan'er saw on the side, is extremely scornful. The rich second-generation, the second-generation official, the third-rich and so on are just lonely and flustered.
The only one who is not involved is Duan Luo.
After going up a few politely, I came back to accompany the two, and these two more aroused his desire to detect than his few wine and meat friends.
"Two, why are you so quiet? Don't go play together?"
"Not interested." Morian City replied faintly.
In the place where a certain grandpa is, the dialogue between a man and a woman is very clever behind him. Not that she is weak, but that she thinks this is where she should stand.
Moran City and Duan Luo talked for a while.
Duan Luo suddenly asked, "What are you going to do after you go ashore?" He didn't forget that he had heard the weird conversation between the two and was penniless? When he is in trouble, it is the sincerity to make friends the most. He will not understand this.
When he asked, Morian City was silent and looked at Qu Taner.
Qu Taner blinked, then looked at Duan Luo, and smiled abruptly: "Mr. Duan Luo, can you ask me something?"
"No problem, please."
"Can you get two ID cards? It's formal, not fake." Qu Taner asked with a smile.
Duan Luo heard, hesitated: "You guys--"
"Can you say it first?"
"it should be OK."
"Oh." She didn't say any more.
Suddenly, Mo Liancheng had a cold eye, looking at a certain distant distance, and warned: "Taner? Where--"
(End of this chapter)