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Zheng Xiaoliu has his own exquisite and suave style.
How can Gao Yan see it?
Beijing traffic police conduct routine inspection ahead. A tall policewoman wearing a heroic police uniform held up a "stop now" sign.
Xiaoliu¡¯s Aston Martin DBS slowly pulled to the side.
The female traffic policeman bent slightly and knocked on the car window. Xiaoliu turned his head slightly and looked over. His face was gradually revealed through the slowly descending car window¡ª¡ª
Gao Yan clearly saw a flash of appreciation in the policewoman¡¯s beautiful almond eyes!
"Your driver's license."
Xiaoliu leisurely took out a small book from the front nest. He took it out between his index finger and middle finger. That slender and beautiful hand¡ª¡ª
The policewoman took it, straightened up, opened the driver's license and glanced at it, then glanced at the prince in military uniform in the driver's seat, handed over the driver's license, "Thank you."
Xiao Liu took it and threw it into the front nest. The car window slowly rose again, and the Aston Martin slid away perfectly.
Gao Yan kept turning her head to look at the policewoman who was gradually moving away from the rear window. Her eyes kept looking at the car, getting further and further away¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª
Armadillo turned her head and realized that Xiaoliu had been watching her.
She blushed slightly, like a thief who had peeked into other people's secrets. Without saying anything, he turned his head to look at the traffic ahead.
Xiaoliu smiled lightly, said nothing, turned his head and concentrated on driving.
"It's strange that he hasn't spoken to her, and Huanyan doesn't know what to say, so he just starts thinking wildly in his mind.
She heard Holland mention that she originally liked to call him Xiaoliu, and she herself guessed that it was related to Xueliang Xiaoliu. However, this time when she felt it up close, she felt that Xiao Liu had an essence that was truly close to that of Gao Yanei.
"What do you think of Gao Qiu?" she blurted out.
"Who?" It shows that he attaches great importance to every word she says. As soon as Armadillo speaks, he immediately slows down. To ensure safety, he must turn his head to look at her while speaking.
"Gao Qiu, the real Gao Yanei of the Song Dynasty." Gao Yuan didn't look at him, and just stared ahead.
Xiaoliu glanced at her and stretched out his hand to pluck the hair on her cheek, so cute. ¡ª¡ª Holding the steering wheel with both hands again,
"In his time, it was very happy to be a government official. He could pester girls on the street, drink and have fun, and all the expenses were signed on his father's account. He liked Mrs. Lin Chong, so he sent her husband to a labor camp. This thing is a bit excessive, but from the perspective of thousands of years later, all this seems to be understandable. He is a young man full of hormones. He is unbearably lonely on spring nights. He does not have photos of car models and female celebrities in his hands. He is not popular. How can he hold his hair back? - He fell in love with a married woman, but he didn't know how to be a successful mistress. His era did not allow free love, and the girls covered themselves up like Arabs, so they couldn't see Yuzu can¡¯t see his career line, how depressed he is¡ª¡ª¡±
In itself, what Xiao Liu said was a joke, but when Gao Yan heard it, she was attracted to look at his face with her peripheral vision, and the charming smile on the corner of his lips¡ª¡ªGao Yan's heart suddenly twitched. Tight!
My General Xiao Han is a god as high as the sky, his heart is high, and his love for me is unique and unshakable.
My Fairy Hu Lai is indifferent, his heart is pure, and his love for me is loyal and unshakable.
But,
"I am such a charming Xiaoliu¡ª¡ªCan I catch him¡ª¡ª"
Armadillo pursed her red lips and tilted her head a little to the right. She said,
"If you ask me to say, if you use the standards of 2012, he is simply not like a government official. He is not a major general or a governor. He does not open a company or speculate in land. He does not even own an Aston Martin. Sometimes he even gets beaten. , it¡¯s really strange to be in such a miserable position as a yamen. ¡ª¡ªAll signs show that he is indeed not Gao Taiwei¡¯s biological child. In front of such a big cadre, it is so difficult for his son to pick up girls, ¡ª¡ªYou Look at the yamen in 2012, all of them are successful and elegant,¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª"
Aston Martin suddenly stopped on the street! !
With cars coming and going, Xiaoliu wanted to open his real office on the street! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com