The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"I don't play, I don't play."

Ye Xiao, who had been blocking Ye Miao's hands with the menu all the time, quickly refused, blushing even more.

Although he has never used it before, he knows how to use it and has seen it in the video, so Ye Miao's words directly reminded him of those scenes he had seen.

Do you want to tell Miao Miao, but... what if Miao Miao finds out and throws the remote control away in surprise? This is a restaurant, so it’s okay to throw it under someone’s table.

Ye Xiao wanted to cry, and regretted not taking the remote control away earlier.

"Haha, it's really fun, are you sure you don't want to play?"

Ye Miao frantically pressed the remote control, and pressed it with both hands, just like playing a game.

In the Vatican Prison lying on the gun, he was already lying on the table panting heavily, his ears and neck were red, and the hand covering his mouth was still a little wet.

Because He Zheng was ordering with the waiter, he didn't know the situation in the Vatican Prison opposite, only He Jie who was sitting beside him noticed.

She saw that Fan Prison was lying on her stomach in pain, and her body was still shaking. Maybe she was worried. She wanted to drink water for Fan Prison, but when she reached out to the glass, the transparent water turned red instantly, and she immediately took it back. Hands, fingertips trembling.

She leaned towards He Zheng in fear, grabbed the corner of He Zheng's clothes, bit her lip, and desperately held back her tears.

Feeling like he was about to die in the Vatican Prison, he bit his lower lip, damn it...is it really malfunctioning?

Fan Prison fumbled into his pocket with difficulty, wanting to see if the remote control could still be used, but when he touched the pocket, it was empty.

Fan Prison lying on the table was in a hurry, fumbling in his pockets, but there was nothing.

What's going on, I obviously put the remote control in my pocket here, why is it gone?

Fan Prison turned pale anxiously, but no matter how hard he searched, there was no trace of the remote control.

Damn it, dropped it halfway?

Brahma Prison is irritable, but he thought that if he fell, he would definitely find out. After all, he fell to the ground, so he dispelled this conjecture.

Ah, that bastard He Zheng, it must be because he asked me for the remote control at the beginning and I refused to give it to him. When he just brought me to the restaurant, he took the remote control away.

Poor He Zheng was labeled just like that.

"That's all, isn't it?"

The waitress recounted all the dishes and asked He Zheng.

"kindness."

He Zheng replied indifferently with a blank face.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The waitress put away the menu, nodded to He Zheng and turned to leave.

But before she left, she looked at the Vatican Prison on the table curiously, and she was so puzzled in her heart: What's going on, is that guest uncomfortable?It's not like that!He kept covering his mouth and the roots of his ears were red.

Hahaha, it must be a toy or something!

The waitress laughed in her heart, but added this sentence later, how is it possible, this place is outside, no one will play like this!

But I have to say!His man is really handsome!The sound is also very nice.

The waitress is so intoxicated!Covering her red face, she happily walked towards the back kitchen.

After the waitress left, He Zhengcai discovered something was wrong with the Vatican Prison.

After there were no outsiders there, the Vatican Prison immediately kicked He Zheng hard, raised his eyes full of tears, gritted his teeth and scolded He Zheng, "You fucking... almost got it."

He Zheng didn't know what was going on in Fan Prison at all. Seeing Fan Prison's blushing face, he thought that Fan Prison had played with himself and twisted his eyes dangerously.

What do you mean, he is still angry, he still has the face to be angry with me?

Fan Prison was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he couldn't stand up, so he could only desperately kick He Zheng's leg to make him stop.

If this beast continues like this, I'm going to fucking die.

After all, if it is big and small for a while, and it stops and starts, the Brahma Prison will go crazy.

"Damn it... He Zheng."

Fan Prison kicked He Zheng again, the corners of his eyes were red with tears.

He Zheng looked at Fan Prison indifferently, and really felt that Fan Prison had gone too far and needed his help. After all, Fan Prison had the remote control in his hands, so it was normal for him to think so.

Damn, what does he mean by looking at me all the time!Stop the fuck, you bastard.

Fan Prison has already greeted the eighteen generations of He Zhengjia's ancestors in his heart, and he is so angry that he is dying.

Suddenly, the strongest gear came, Fan Prison's eyes widened and he trembled.

In the end, he sat there in a daze in disbelief, and he... came out?

The Vatican Prison was in a frenzy, and was so angry that he glared at He Zheng opposite him, wishing he could cut him into pieces.

He Zheng frowned, because he felt that something was wrong, after all, the Vatican Prison had been staring at him.

Here at Ye Miao, he got tired of playing and threw the remote control on the table, muttering, "It's not fun."

Ye Xiao was ashamed, the kind who kept pressing hard even though she was playing vigorously just now.

It's a good thing this one is broken, if it's good, if anyone still carries it, Miao Miao won't be tossed to death!

Ye Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up the remote control from the table, and put it in his pocket.

"When you go out, secretly throw it in the trash can!"

Ye Xiao patted the remote control in his pocket, muttering to himself without knowing that someone really suffered.