Chapter 470: Where did you go tonight?

"Yu? It's said that he just killed a Middle Eastern leader who reselled oil yesterday, and the price is this amount!" Mullen said lightly with a "seven" order.
"How much? Seven million?!" Fu Jiu blurted out.
"Buy him a finger?" Li Hanfei glanced at Fu Jiu disgustingly, paused, and said again, "I guess it must be seven figures."
"..."
Fu Jiu smiled: "Trouble Li Hanfei, can you give grandma to grandma, please?"
Mullen chuckled slightly, "Seven million."
"Such a precious life!?" Fu Jiu exclaimed, then he thought about it, and discussed with them, with a very serious expression, "Then you see that although we have money, the money is not so bad, right, so let's give it to Rong Bei Just find one, don't spend money."
Speaking of this, she raised her eyebrows, "What do you think?"
Mullen bowed his head and continued to eat, "The stars are good tonight."
Fu Jiu raised his head, it was bright, without a star.
Looking at Li Hanfei, Li Hanfei pushed Mulun's arm and asked, "Go, let's go and eat and drink. The Roman girls have always been very punctual."
Huh!
Accompanied by a heavy muffled noise, the beef-cutting knife suddenly slashed on the roasted beef, right in front of them! Lidao is called a ruthless one, and the handle is still shaking!
Mu Lun and Li Hanfei fixed their eyes for a few seconds, then looked at Fu Jiu together, and said in unison, "I listen to you."
Fu Jiu clapped his hands and got up. The queen glanced at them with contempt, and hummed, "Virtue, it's over if I can't talk about it."
then.
He temporarily found a killer for Rong Bei.
...
Grand Hotel Rome, in a 45-story suite.
Two figures are going crazy on that big bed.
The room is still dark.
Yuehua was cold.
Dimly shone on the graceful body like a jade, hidden in the chest, long hair trembling violently, wandering to the side, and when Bo Yan was about to bend over to kiss her, he just saw her chest, as if there was A trace of red.
Very small, but somewhat obvious.
His body froze suddenly.
I suddenly remembered the scene in which Kumiko blocked his gun when he was underground before...
In fact, Kumiko did not die after that shot.
The subsequent actions did not seem to be injured.
But no matter what, if that shot is really hit, there will definitely be marks on her chest!
Therefore, at this moment, Bo Yan's perfect body supported her body, suddenly froze, and the desire of Qingjun's eyes slowly faded and became deeper.
At this time, the little man under him, his hands against his chest.
Cover his sight.
But Bo Yan stretched out his hand to take her away, but the people under him didn't know if it was shy or wanted to avoid it. His arms covered his chest.
Bo Yan's eyes fell on her small, enchanting, blushing face with peach petals, and his voice seemed to be coaxing dull, "Hey, take your hand away."
He wants to see if there is any injury.
An Geer refused to take it away.
Because when Bo Yan's movements were suddenly stiff, her sanity seemed to gradually condense, especially when she looked at his chest, which he looked at with heavy eyes, it made her suddenly think of some moment--
Just like...when in the base, he blocked the gun for him.
So, now... is he aware of something?
An Ge'er still wanted to cover, but Bo Yan directly forcibly separated her arms and pressed her on both sides of her body. Her body subconsciously stood up and moved uneasy.
Even though An Ge'er knew that he might want to see the trace and the evidence, she still couldn't help being shy and impatient when he looked at herself with such a straight look.
Especially when his hand touched it lightly to rub the trace.
"How did this work?"
Bo Yan looked at that place, his voice was faint, and he couldn't hear any emotions for a while.
An Ge'er wanted to turn her body to prevent him from looking, her voice was dumb and soft, "I was caught in my chest today." She said, her voice became even more charming, "Uncle...please Don’t look at me like this."
As if she was a fish on a knife, let him kill.
After listening to her explanation, Bo Yan frowned slightly, did not speak, just pulled her body down for a few minutes, and he buried his head in her neck amidst her unbearable hum. Smell the fragrance of the hair.
With a bit of greed.
It's just his voice, but he still seemed sane, and asked calmly, "Where did you...tonight?"
Kumiko is dead, but she is not Kumiko.
It's just that what happened to the mark on the chest, how could it be such a coincidence?
An Ge'er pretended to be confused and pressed against his chest and asked, "Uncle, what do you want to say?"
Then she looked at Bo Yan's look startled, she couldn't help pushing him away, letting him leave her body, and then wrapped in the quilt, with doubts and scrutiny in her eyes, she said worriedly, "Uncle, is something wrong? Why do you appear so abnormal since you appeared today?"
She quickly fled so suddenly, Bo Yan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, especially the brother below, very upset.
Bo Yan wanted to bully him again, his voice was low and dull, "I'm fine, I just miss you very much."
An Ge'er wrapped up the quilt again, and looked at him innocently.
On the other hand, Bo Yan had gloomy eyes and a look of desire-seeking dissatisfaction. He was successfully diverted from the problem. He violently pulled her to oppress her and demanded her. When she was panting, he muttered beside her, "Except I, who would dare to go personally-you!?"
He said, clasping her shoulders with both hands, and then said, "You can only belong to me, understand, otherwise I will kill him!!"
The night was long, and at the end of Bo Yan's words, he continued to linger on her again.
No longer thinking about Kumiko in my mind.
Now her little girl is still alive no matter what, is...Cheng Huan tactfully turns under him.
An Ge'er closed her eyes and kept sinking, thinking in her heart, fortunately, he changed the subject in time, otherwise she would not know what she would expose in a panic!
However, at this time, An Ge'er couldn't help but think of what had blocked her chest before.
I didn't know how lucky it was for a while.
That was the... ring that my uncle gave her when he left, nothing else.
The ring was inconvenient to go out, so she put it in her clothes on her chest.
Unexpectedly, this ring actually saved his life at a critical moment.
But now, the ring had long been deformed after being severely injured. She put the ring on Mullen when she got out of the car and asked him to help him recover, so she didn't even have the ring on her body now.
However, sometimes I am really afraid of what comes—