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Chapter 875 Study the small square box carefully

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    Well, when I saw the small rectangular box that the man was holding in his hand, I couldn't help but crane my neck and take a closer look, and I finally realized what the box was.

    There was another burst of heat on my face, and it was still a bit unbearable.

    "Fu Jiyan!" screamed.

    The man looked over with a half-smile:

    "Huh? What?"

    ¡°What are you doing with that?¡± asked.

    Is it possible that you still think you didn¡¯t use enough last night?

    A newly opened box is almost used up, okay?

    It was the man who actually answered seriously:

    ¡°After researching and researching, I didn¡¯t expect that this gadget has many tricks.¡±

    There are many kinds of flowers?

    "What?"

    I really haven¡¯t kept up with the pace.

    ¡°Come here.¡± The man waved.

    Although Su Zhixiao rationally didn't want to go there, he stepped forward uncontrollably. When he arrived, he saw that on the bedside coffee table, there were 1, 2, 3, 4 boxes of brand new and unopened ones. The color, taste,  The effects are all different.

    Although you have never seen any famous scenes at the police scene?

    No matter how extreme it is, I have seen a lot.

    But, at those times, there was really no unnecessary feeling.

    But now, just seeing the packaging box, it¡¯s just like that

    Really unable to see, I took half a step back and took a few deep breaths again:

    "What are you doing studying this when you have nothing to do?"

    She rolled her eyes and threw the money at the man.

    Who would have known that the corners of the man¡¯s lips would curl deeper and deeper, and his smile would be very meaningful:

    ¡°Without research, how do you know which sense is best?¡±

    Poof~

    Fortunately, I didn¡¯t drink water at this time.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? You will definitely spray!

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The cell phone vibrated, and when I looked at it, I saw that the cell phone I had thrown away last night had already been picked up and placed on the sofa.

    Su Zhixiao didn¡¯t intend to pay any more attention to the stinky gangster in front of him. He walked over step by step. His legs were still weak and numb. He finally sat down on the sofa. He breathed a sigh of relief and took a look at his cell phone.

    On the lock screen, there was a WeChat message from classmate Mo Ke:¡ª¡ª

    Kuotai, do you have time to come out for a cup of afternoon tea?

    When Su Zhixiao saw the title ¡®Kuotai¡¯, he rubbed his eyebrows.

    After that, a series of unlocks were performed, WeChat was opened, and replies were started¡ª¡ª

    What time is it?  Where to gather?

    The reply over there is faster:¡ª¡ª

    Oh, are you up?  [Laugh evilly, laugh evilly, laugh evilly]

    Hiss!

    Just this tone, plus that series of expressions

    Su Zhixiao had to poke the phone screen several times and click back several times.

    Fortunately, Mo Ke did not continue to joke and directly sent the location and time:¡ª¡ª

    Two o'clock in the afternoon, Starbucks on the fourth floor of the Central Plaza.

    After writing it down, there was a knock on the door.

    The man, who was full of evil thoughts, accurately threw the small square box in his hand into the trash can and went to open the door.

    Of course, the door was not fully open, and the man blocked the door directly, leaving no gaps. People outside could never see anything inside.

    That was necessary. How could outsiders see the aftermath of the incident between himself and his wife?

    ¡°Moreover, one of the couple only had a bath towel around his waist, and the other was wearing a hotel bathrobe.

    Although the room was simply tidied up and nothing happened, the smell has not completely dissipated.

    Assistant Zheng Bingyang held a few bags from luxury stores and handed them over:

    "Brother Yan!"

    The man reached out to take it and glanced at the situation in the corridor.

    At this moment, in addition to the bodyguards, Zhou Da¡¯s manager and assistants were also in the corridor, and the place had already been cleared.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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