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Chapter 602 Sister is not sharp

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    "Miss Yang"

    Qu Ping began to suspect that there was something wrong with her ears. Then she thought, could it be because Yang Guang booked a room for her, and the customer information desk left his name, and the waiter called her "Miss Yang" accordingly?

    Well, admit it then.

    Qu Ping smiled and said, "It's okay, I just want to go shopping."

    "Okay! Ms. Yang, this is a guide for our entire resort. It will be more convenient for you to use it to play in the resort." The waiter said with a professional smile.

    If you really get what you pay for, this kind of service has never been experienced in other places.

    Qu Ping thanked with a smile.

    There is a swimming pool, a gym, a beauty salon, a golf course, and a library in the resort, which is next to the restaurant.

    As long as Mr. Tan lives in the resort, he will definitely have to eat, maybe he can meet in the restaurant.

    This point is exactly the time to eat, so go to the restaurant and wait for the rabbit.

    In the cafeteria.  Although Qu Ping is dual-purpose, she observes the movement around her from time to time, but the food is too tempting, foodies simply can't resist it.

    The sky is big and the earth is big, my sister has the biggest meal!  Besides, Mr. Tan can't be in a hurry, but if he treats his stomach badly, it's not good.

    So, Qu Ping began to dismantle everything with peace of mind.

    After she was satisfied, when she raised her head, a wave of people walked past her, one of the blunt profiles was exactly what she was thinking about.

    ""

    Tan, Tan, Mr. Tan!

    Qu Ping was so startled that she almost cried out. She stood up suddenly, but her thigh hit the table leg.

    My grandma, it hurts!

    Qu Ping fell back to her seat in pain, rubbing the injured area with both hands, tears were about to come out.

    When she lifted it up again, no one was there, so there was no such thing as Mr. Tan.

    Pounding her head in frustration, Qu Ping got up and walked out.

    Limping, this funny walking posture caught everyone's attention, Qu Ping blushed, and fled away as if flying.

    Next door to the restaurant is the library. It is very quiet and there are almost no people there.  Qu Ping went in for a stroll, and picked up a copy of "Rouge Button".

    Qu Ping asked the waiter to know that the book can be rented out for reading, but the renter needs to register the relevant information for statistics.

    Qu Ping gladly did so, took a book and took a nap by the window where she could enjoy the sun.  She raised her head and looked out of the French windows, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a muscular man in a suit and leather shoes walking towards the back hill.

    Isn't that Mr. Tan's bodyguard?  The reason why Qu Ping had such a deep impression on him was because the man's hooked nose was so distinctive, even better looking than Andy Lau.

    Qu Ping hurriedly opened the guide and saw that there was a golf course in the back mountain.  This is wrong, Mr. Tan is a sports fan.  On a sunny afternoon, Mr. Tan went to play golf to eliminate food, which was completely logical.

    Thinking about it, Qu Ping got up, and quickly walked towards the back mountain with the book in her arms.

    The open space at the back of the mountain is very large, and Qu Ping has no idea about the area. She visually estimated that if she was asked to run around the perimeter, she would not be able to run for 40 to 50 minutes.

    In order to show the grade, there are walking paths, artificial lakes, rest areas inside the stadium, and local materials are used to build a small forest on a raised hillside.  So at a glance, it is impossible to see every corner of the stadium.

    Qu Ping walked along the walking path for a while, and carefully looked at a few waves of people playing ball, none of them were Mr. Tan.

    There is a wave

    The customer called the waiter, then pointed to Qu Ping and said something.  Then the waiter came to Qu Ping and said with a smile, "Miss Yang, hello! Some gentlemen over there would like to invite you to play together. I wonder if you are interested?"

    This time Qu Ping was not surprised by the waiter who could call out her name casually, but was surprised by the men who were smiling at her maliciously.

    In such a high-end place, there are such prodigal men?

    Immediately, Qu Ping thought again, no wonder.

    The men who can consume here are the ones at the top of the pyramid. They are either rich or expensive, and they are the opponents who women are vying for.  Therefore, in their eyes, a woman is an object, a man's enjoyment.

    But just now, my gaze was searching them without hesitation, which caused them to misunderstand.  They must have thought that they were planning to pounce on them just like the pointed woman.

    But I'm sorry, I'm not my sister.

    So, Qu PingHe rejected the waiter with a smile, and left without looking back, not even turning a glance at that group of people.

    Having absorbed the education just now, Qu Ping no longer carelessly glanced at others, but carefully peeped at them.  After going back and forth like this, Qu Ping became tired.

    Qu Ping already had the habit of taking a nap, plus she didn't sleep well last night, sleepiness swept her whole body, and her eyelids began to fight.  Just when she couldn't hold on, Qu Ping saw a bench not far away, and she walked over to it.

    Here the sun is just shining, and there is a soft cushion on the chair, which is really a good place for a good night's sleep.

    Qu Ping lay down on the bed without thinking, and opened the book to cover her face.  After a while, Qu Ping fell asleep

    "Hey! Get out of here!" A blunt and commanding male voice came from the sky.

    Is this a dream?  How could there be people in the air?  Qu Ping wondered, but she couldn't move.

    "Hey! Let you go! Didn't you hear?" The male voice sounded again, but this time there was anger in the voice.

    Qu Ping was woken up by the shouting, she was not happy.  Who?  no quality!

    Taking the book away, Qu Ping opened her eyes and saw a big, muscular man looking at her fiercely.

    Isn't this the hooked nose just now?

    If it were the usual Qu Ping, facing this situation, she would definitely run away in fright.  But at this time, Qu Ping had eaten the guts of a leopard, and she was not afraid of anyone.

    There is no way, Qu Ping has a lot of urge to get up, especially when someone spares her dream.

    Qu Ping jumped up with a "bass", and shouted at the big man angrily: "This is a public place, anyone can rest, why do you tell me to go away?"

    "Go away!" The hooked nose repeated loudly like a repeater.

    Qu Ping was angry: "Are you unable to speak human language or understand human language? I have seen someone who is not qualified, but I have never seen someone who is so unqualified!"

    After finishing speaking, Qu Ping sat back down, occupying the chair and not leaving.

    Hawk-hooked nose, but he had never seen such an unflattering woman, he was so angry that his nose hummed.

    "What do you want to do? Do you still want to hit someone?" Qu Ping retorted angrily.

    In fact, she was still a little scared psychologically. The hook-nosed arms were thicker than her thighs, and he would probably make her faint to death with a random punch.

    Keshi can be killed and cannot be humiliated, no matter what she must maintain the integrity of a scholar, and must not bow to evil forces.

    And at this moment, the hooked-nosed hand reached out to Qu Ping.

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