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When his attention is focused elsewhere, Ding Qiao will not notice the relevant actions of the leader. He is careful, but when facing his favorite things, the direction of his carefulness changes. Thinking that he finally found a chance to touch his heart His palms were sweating during the game, he was very happy and excited.

Ding Qiao, who was not pushed away by the crowd, was carried by the leader's side after exchanging communication numbers with Liu Ya'an, unable to go anywhere, so that Cang Lingtian could clearly see the occasional excitement on his face.

The dead dwarf is thinking about something messy again, does he deserve a beating?

Of course, Ding Qiao didn't know what the leader was thinking, but after feeling the sharp eyes of the other party, he immediately tried to calm himself down. It was also possible to recite the halal Amitabha Buddha. It's stressful.

For Ding Qiao, who never needed to participate in these gatherings, he couldn't adapt to such occasions that required hypocrisy and obedience, and the leader didn't necessarily like it very much. He took Ding Qiao away after exchanging a few words with the organizers, and started all over again. In the end, he only appeared for more than half an hour, definitely no more than 45 minutes.

Said that Leaving relatives did not leave here, but went to the hotel room prepared for him, the organizer did not prepare a special room for Ding Qiao, so he looked at the leader and Li Lei, the former carried him into his room , Ding Qiao said that the pressure was great, and asked the leader if he could sleep well at night.

After tonight's event is over, there will be a charity bazaar organized by the four major families tomorrow morning, so this is the reason why they can't leave. As for what to sell, I don't know, and Ding Qiao doesn't care. The matter of the local tyrant has nothing to do with him.

Ding Qiao, who was carried back to the room, watched Han Meimei put his leader's suitcase aside. Cang Lingtian had no other orders, so she left.

Ding Qiao sat on the sofa well-behaved, watching every move of the leader opposite.

Cang Lingtian looked at Ding Qiao: "Did you eat enough just now?"

Huh?Touching his stomach, it seems that he is not very full: "Well, that's just a snack." Isn't the main meal not served yet?

It was rare that Cang Lingtian didn't make things difficult for Ding Qiao, and asked directly: "What do you want to eat?"

Ding Qiao, who has never been polite, said: "I eat, hot rice."

Cang Lingtian looked suspiciously at Ding Qiao's stomach, and said coldly, "You can really eat."

Ding Qiao wrinkled his nose: "..." In fact, he can't eat at all, but he has been exercising a lot recently, and he is always hungry.

Thinking of the problem of exercise, Ding Qiao added: "Master, I measured it yesterday, and my height is [-] centimeters taller."

Cang Lingtian flipped through the menu left by the hotel and asked Ding Qiao without raising his eyelids: "What do you want to prove?"

Ding Qiao sat next to him with a white soft pillow in his arms and said, "I've grown taller!"

Cang Lingtian looked down at him: "Really?"

Ding Qiao raised his head and stared at him, what does the contempt in his eyes mean...

Angry but the other party despised his height, so he pointed at the menu and said angrily: "I want to eat big lobster and deep-fried big crab!"

After Cang Lingtian closed the menu, he called Han Meimei over. As for the result of the order, Ding Qiao didn't ask. Anyway, Cang Lingtian made his own decision every time. In fact, what he disliked the most was ordering food.

Now that Han Meimei came over, it meant that their dinner was settled.

Ding Qiao only had a chance to look at this luxurious double room when he was doing nothing. The big bed was in the inner room, covered with a beaded curtain, so it was not clear how it was set up, but there was a luxurious living room and a small bar on the outside. It is high-end wine, white wine, red wine, beer and fruit wine, and the price is probably not much lower.

There are floor-to-ceiling windows connecting the living room, and there is a glass door leading to the balcony next to it, which is really hard to detect unless you look carefully.

It was getting late at this time, Ding Qiao jumped off the sofa and jumped to the balcony, and lay down on the balcony to watch the night, the sky was full of stars, the ground was shining brightly, and there were actually all kinds of cars floating in the sky that he had never seen before. The bus, or a military vehicle, or a private car, finally saw the city of the future martial arts world, that is, he finally went down the mountain. It is so sad to know that even the school is built on a mountain.

In short, the feeling of overlooking is really good.

However, I don't know if he is dazzled, is there someone hanging outside the balcony of the next room?He still has a camera on his chest?

This is a pervasive reporter!

But he is not a celebrity, Ding Qiao was shocked by the Spiderman-like reporter, and then said, "Hey, are you going to take pictures? Are there any celebrities around here?"

Ding Qiao's utterance almost scared that Mr. Spiderman to death. He turned his head while he was waiting for the photo to be taken, his expression didn't look right, and he said to Ding Qiao's smiling face: "Shh, little sister, don't talk nonsense. I'm not taking pictures, I'm looking at the scenery, don't you think the scenery at night is very good?"

Ding Qiao said innocently: "Ah, you are not taking pictures, but the scenery at night is really nice, brother, are you afraid of falling? It looks very tall, what if you fall like a fool, but luckily you are not fat."

"Why is it good that I'm not fat," the spider reporter asked.

Ding Qiao, who was still lying on the top, blinked his watery eyes and said, "If the fat man falls, wouldn't he become a dead fat man?"

Spider-Man Reporter: "..."

At a time like this, facing the leader, it would be better to chat with the reporter, which is also a kind of fun.

Cang Lingtian brought himself a glass of fruit wine, looked at Ding Qiao who was lying on the balcony, he could not help but follow out with the glass, if the dwarf fell, he would fly to save him, wouldn't it be very depressing .

When Ding Qiao was chatting with the reporter who wanted to get rid of him helplessly, Cang Lingtian suddenly appeared behind Ding Qiao, and the Spiderman reporter was shocked again. This, this, isn't this the leader he wants to interview?

"What are you doing?" Cang Lingtian said from behind Ding Qiao.

Ding Qiao turned around and pointed to the Spider-Man reporter who was still hanging outside the balcony next door: "I was chatting with this brother, he said he was here to see the scenery, it's amazing skill, he persisted for so long without falling. "

Looking at Ding Qiao's finger, Cang Lingtian coldly shot the Spider-Man reporter who wanted to shrink himself to the size of an ant: "You want me to call someone to take you away, or you should fly down by yourself."

"I really just climbed up to see the view," said the Spider-Man reporter.

Cang Lingtian said: "Really? Then what is the camera on your chest for, taking pictures?" Obviously he didn't believe it at all.

The leader flicked his finger, only to hear the crackling sound of the Spider-Man reporter's chest, and then the black powder slowly fell from the air under the Spider-Man reporter's disbelief.

Ding Qiao: "..."

Spider-Man Reporter: "..." After a long time, "Ahh! My camera! The editor-in-chief will kill me! Ahhhh..."

In panic, he jumped down from the [-]th floor. This figure is really soft. Ding Qiao didn't envy him at all. He just jumped down from the [-]th floor. Hey, he really won't die.

Ding Qiao asked Cang Lingtian: "Will he be in danger?"

Cang Lingtian still said indifferently: "It's none of my business."

Ding Qiao said, "That's a life."

Cang Lingtian turned around and said: "Stop meddling in other people's business, wash your hands and eat."

Ding Qiao looked at the pitch-black night, he didn't like to blame other people's business, people who died once would change their mentality, it's more important to eat.

Back in the house, Ding Qiao looked at the dining table that appeared out of nowhere. There was still a clean white cloth on the table, and the two waiters began to serve food under Han Meimei's command.

This speed is too fast, Ding Qiao watched without blinking his eyes, and at the same time, as more and more dishes were served, his nose smelled more and more fragrant, ouch, there is his favorite deep-fried crab, It seems that there are still many delicious ones.

After the rice and dishes were delivered and the waiter left, Ding Qiao looked at the leader, Han Meimei and Li Lei, and estimated that they would all eat together.Of course, food is meant to be shared with others, and it is interesting to eat together.

If it was still in the original era, it is estimated that instead of using chopsticks, everyone would start taking pictures with their mobile phones, and then post a scarf or share with friends on WeChat.

Ding Qiao is not used to doing this, but that doesn’t mean he won’t do it. It’s also good to share everything around with friends and colleagues occasionally, and at the same time, it can also promote local development?Although the effect of doing so may be very subtle.

It looks delicious. Although he is not too hungry, he may still be able to finish his portion. He has a good appetite.

Han Meimei opened the seat for Ding Qiao: "Madam? You sit here."

Ding Qiao suddenly jumped onto his seat, which startled Cang Lingtian who was wiping his hands. Cang Lingtian said, "Continue to practice your calligraphy after eating, and don't let it go for a day."

Ding Qiao, who was about to happily pick up the biggest crab in front of him with his chopsticks, immediately pulled down the happy expression on his face when he heard Cang Lingtian's words, but he didn't forget to put the crab in his bowl , Put down the chopsticks and start eating with your hands.

While eating, he emphasized: "I wrote calligraphy in the morning, can I not write in the evening?"

Cang Lingtian didn't move his chopsticks at all, but watched Ding Qiao eat crabs skillfully, and he said, "If your writing speed is as fast as you can pick up crabs, you can consider not using it."

So, the result is to write!

Discussing writing at the dinner table is the most unnutritious topic. Since he can't refute it, Ding Qiao simply concentrates on eating.

Both Li Lei and Han Meimei watched him eat silently. They felt that Ding Qiao would sooner or later become a big fat man according to Ding Qiao's way of eating, but if the leader didn't remind them, they wouldn't say it. Is it because I dote on my wife very much!

After he was full, Ding Qiao lay still on the sofa because he was full. Of course, there was another reason because he didn't want the leader to think about writing.

Sitting on the sofa, what can you do?With Ding Qiao's current body, he must be sleeping...

So he fell asleep.

When Cang Lingtian drank a cup of tea and watched the international news, what he saw was Ding Qiao lying comfortably on the sofa and sleeping soundly.

Cang Lingtian stepped forward to poke his stomach and said softly, "Sleeping before taking a bath?"

Realizing that he was talking to himself, Cang Lingtian frowned and looked at the big bed.

Do you want a pig to sleep in the same bed as you?