102. Hey! Satan (5)

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After that confession, Bei Yao was also embarrassed.

The thought of satan's body will make him desperate, but she also feels that Yu Shangxian's idea is not so sloppy. Keeping the distance temporarily will at least relieve Pei Chuan's pain.

As soon as Gao Qiong got out of the cabin, he first went to the stern to watch Yu Yu, who was dropped on the sea.

She wore a voluptuous red skirt and pursed her hair: "Oh, isn't this our Mr. Yu? The weather is so hot, Mr. Yu went swimming in the sea."

Yu Shangxian soaked in the water and smiled: "Fortunately, Miss Gao can also travel with interest."

Gao Qiong rolled his eyes: "You just have a strong mouth. Anyway, don't expect me to plead with you. Everyone knows to protect themselves, just take care of yourself."

Yu Shangxian said with a sincere expression: "Understand, understand."

Gao Qiong knew that he had made a mistake, which would be the case, but Yu Shangxian did not say that he had made a mistake. Gao Qiong's puzzling guessed seven or eight points after seeing Bei Yao.

The girl was making fish soup in the kitchen. She was afraid of getting her skirt dirty, and she wore an apron with a small cute bow tied behind her.

Gao Qiong looked at the busy girl, and his mouth twitched: "Are you not here yet?"

Beiyao turned around and smiled: "Still."

Gao Qiong grabbed a sweet potato, and it was also considered a cruise ship kitchen. She heard people say that Beiyao was here. Gao Qiong just came to look for it. I can't tell if I'm happy or lost. In short, the mood is very complicated.

Gao Qiong asked: "What are you doing?"

"Boiled fish soup." Beiyao didn't hate this'love rival', and there was a slight smile on her lips, "cooked for satan."

Gao Qiong was not happy when she heard it. She almost immediately thought of grabbing a man's heart, first of all grabbing his stomach.

This fake! The scheming is deep enough.

Gao Qiong bited the sweet potato, and a small spark burst into his eyes.

The fish soup is ready, milky white, I don't know what the little goblin added, there is no fishy smell, but the fragrance is tangy.

Gao Qiong just wanted to say, if satan doesn't drink what you cook, what if the poison is done.

As a result, Beiyao took off her apron and asked her, "Miss Gao, please go over and give satan. By the way, please help Mr. Yu. Your relationship should be very good."

Gao Qiong said in surprise: "Aren't you going by yourself?"

Bei Yao said: "I'm not convenient now."

Oh, it's a strange thing, the goblin doesn't stick to satan anymore. Gao Qiong wanted to refuse, but he couldn't really ignore the thought of the bow on the stern. In the afternoon, the ultraviolet ray at sea is also strong. Even if it soaks in the sea, the speed of the boat is so fast.

And you can see satan! Beautiful.

Gao Qiong picked up the fish soup and saw the goblin staring at himself. She snorted softly: "Aren't I afraid of stealing satan?"

Beiyao honestly said: "It's almost ten years, you haven't taken it away, not more than two days." To plead for the string, someone with a status has to go.

Give Gao Qiong angry: "You!"

Bei Yao showed a smile, no longer with a grudge, but a gentle and warm smile: "Thank you, Miss Gao Qiong."

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