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Chapter 1917

Several other big men set up Xia Yong on the ground and dragged him outside, naturally not letting go of the satellite phone that fell on the ground.

At this moment, Qin Yu had already returned to Beixia City.

He was lying comfortably on the leather sofa in the office. His coat had been taken off and he was only wearing a very thin cardigan, enjoying a massage.

"Yes, it's here, it's very comfortable. A little above, it's right, it's just right, it's just right, it's so comfortable."

There was a slim woman who was giving him a massage, and it was Saori.

Saori is wearing a close-fitting samurai suit, and her plump body makes every normal man pay attention.

Her massage technique is good and she has studied it carefully, and even Qin Yu praised it.

This time, Qin Yu asked her to come and help with the massage after work, and Saori was very happy.

Although men often chased her in Beixia City, and several of them were once members of Longya, none of them could catch sight of her.

Saori won't have a good face to those boring men.

Only Qin Yu, this handsome and handsome guy, is her crush, and has always been worried about it.

Saori's eyes were filled with water. With the massage, his body, as if it was water-tight peach, was getting closer and closer to Qin Yu's back.

Ruo Ruo Le, it seemed like she was about to stick it on, but she didn't dare.

Qin Yu was enjoying the carefully massage of the beauty while sending red envelopes in the group.

"Iron Lock received your red envelope!"

"Ye Fei received your red envelope!"

"Xiaodao received your red envelope!"

"The bronze tiger is the king of luck!"

Tiexu immediately went to the group and shouted: "Brother Hu, you are the king of luck, continue to send it!"

Tonghu made an annoyed expression: "Damn, why do I lose a lot every time I am?

"Oh! My Brother Hu, this little money is drizzling for you, hurry up."

The iron lock couldn't wait to urge.

"You don't know. My sister-in-law gives Brother Hu a few thousand yuan every month. Now he has lost more than four thousand yuan. How do you want him to live this month?"

"That's right, Brother Hu's bronchitis, hand over a lot of money to his sister-in-law, twenty-four good men. However, if you don't continue to send red envelopes, you're not a man!"

A large group of people in the group started to make excitement, and all kinds of emoticons were posted wildly.

"Okay, okay, don't mess around, I'm sending it."

The background was exposed, and the old tiger was a little embarrassed. Who told him to eat young grass and married a beautiful woman in her early twenties in Beixia City.

Finally, Qin Yu said, "I'll send this to this day. I'll send the last red envelope. Just have fun."

The Dragon King’s team members and the management of Beixia City were both in the group, and Qin Yu sent a big red envelope of 10,000 per person according to the number of people.

"Wow! Thank you, boss!"

"Thank you, for your knees."

"Does the boss still have leg hair? I will shout 666!"

Qin Yu was speechless to these little brothers and waved his hand in the group, too lazy to play.

"Okay, you go down and have a rest."

Qin Yu was about to go home and asked Saori to retreat.

"Master, do you need something else?"

Saori knelt straight in front of Qin Yu, deliberately erecting her plump body high, and her watery peach blossom eyes were shining with a longing light.

If you are a man, you can understand what she means.
Chapter completed!
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