At Your Service: The Weight On Skin

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the genius baby black belly!Six years later.

Song Qian was sleeping soundly in the bed. At this moment, a five-year-old girl was holding a piece of mullet in one hand and a lollipop in the other. She stepped on her short legs and walked in the door in small steps.

"Mummy, I saw a big handsome guy!" The girl put down her breakfast, climbed into bed, propped Song Qian's eyelids with her hands, and then lay on her soft chest, her little butt poked up to the sky. .

"How big is it?" Song Qian asked vaguely, her voice lazy.

The girl blinked with clear and bright water eyes, her short fingers wrapped around the shattered hair on her shoulders, and she bit her words very clearly: "Very handsome!"

The accident six years ago caused Song Qian to be pregnant with the little baby Qian Mengmeng. As a money fan, she took the "Qian" surname without knowing her daughter's surname.

Speaking of that stinky man, Song Qian was still irritated.

After the incident, she went back to the Crowne Plaza Hotel to look for the camera, but it had been taken away by a mysterious figure. She still doesn't know who the man who slept with her was.

Song Qian opened his eyes slightly and muttered: "Moemeng, handsome guys can't eat as a meal, when can your nympho's problem be corrected?"

"This time it's different!" Qian Mengmeng's tone was serious, as well as Song Qian's deep meaning that Song Qian didn't have time to think about it.

"What can be different?" Song Qian asked, "It's still a face, and it can't be eaten as a meal."

Qian Mengmeng's "Ahaha" laughed, and the money fan and foodie mommy was so cute!

"Mommy, do you want to find Daddy?" Qian Mengmeng asked, her face full of expectation.

Song Qian's sleepy eyes suddenly brightened, and a thick anger flashed very clearly, gritted his teeth, "Yes!"

A little coolness came from behind Qian Mengmeng, and he cautiously continued to ask: "What do you want to do after finding it?"

"Kill." Song Qian said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Qian Mengmeng was stunned for a moment. When she saw Mommy continued to fall asleep, her eyes flashed, and a strategy came to her heart, and then she smiled silently.

Qian Mengmeng kissed Song Qian's face, "Mommy, I love you, breakfast is on the table." Then Qian Mengmeng got out of bed, put two WiFi braids in front of the mirror, and went out.

Song Qian stayed asleep until noon, and only after enjoying the breakfast Qian Mengmeng bought, did she go to the amusement park she used to play.

Although Qian Mengmeng was just five years old, his self-care ability and wisdom far surpassed his peers.

Maybe it was because she had no father since she was a child, so she couldn't walk when she saw a handsome guy, and threatened all day that if Mommy didn't find her daddy, she would find her son-in-law.

"What? Mengmeng didn't come today?" Song Qian's heart was filled with a bad premonition.

"She left early, saying she was looking for some handsome guy." The playground manager recalled.

Three black lines appeared on Song Qian's forehead. Qian Mengmeng always loved handsome guys, but he also had a sense of measure and would not be willing to be too far away from her mom.

What kind of top handsome guy did Qian Mengmeng see today that he didn't even return home?

Song Qian didn't say anything, and quickly called Xiao Honglian, the leader of the Honglian Killer Employment Center.

"My daughter is gone." Song Qian's voice was calm.

Xiao Honglian is very popular in both black and white. He looks like a bad old man in his fifties, but he can sit on the top of the top killer employment center, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

"Oh?" Xiao Honglian raised her tone, "Qian Mengmeng is no more than the daughter of a vulgar boy. If you lose it, you won't lose."

"Old Xiao." Song Qian said faintly, "I've been a little busy lately, should I temporarily remove my name from the employment list?"

"I'll call you back in two minutes." Xiao Honglian said and hung up.

Song Qian casually found a ladder and sat down, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, stretching his muscles and bones comfortably.

"That ghost and spirit in your house is going to cause a catastrophe this time!" Xiao Honglian's call came back, and she said solemnly.

"What's wrong with her?" Song Qian asked, Lingxiu's brows lightly frowned.

"This time she is fond of Pei Yilin, the president of'Muhua Group', who can cause the world financial crisis with just a move of her finger." Xiao Honglian's voice was very soft.

Muhua Group, the largest and strongest listed company in Asia, is well-known in the world. Its president Pei Yilin is said to be a living Satan with iron-blooded and hard-handed wrists.

The most frightening thing is that Pei Yilin has a close relationship with the mysterious boss of the world's top underworld organization "Dark Night Empire", and no one dares to mess with it.

"Mengmeng is okay with her?" Song Qian is most concerned about this issue.

According to the rumors of Pei Yilin's character, Song Qian wondered if her daughter's life was already dead in her snooze room.

"Not yet." Xiao Honglian said.

Song Qian's nervous expression was only slightly loosened, and then she got up and said, "I see." Close the line.

Stopping the taxi, Song Qian rushed to Pei Yilin's private mansion, and only one floor outside the house was full of bodyguards.

Song Qian looked around, and there were two groups of people standing in front of the mansion, one group of men and one group of women.

What is this doing?

Song Qian couldn't be exposed, and quietly hid aside, then dialed Xiao Honglian.

"Old Xiao, help me check, what are the men and women in front of Pei Yilin's door?" Song Qian asked.

"Just want to tell you." Xiao Honglian didn't rush, "Pei Yilin's house is recruiting bodyguards and maids recently."

"Okay." Song Qian agreed, and quickly found a way in his mind, "After Mengmeng is rescued, I will ask you to eat a big meal." The thread was closed again.

Song Qian straightened out the ponytail and prepared to walk to the team that recruited maids.

At this time, two young and beautiful fashion girls came out, with sullen frustration on their faces.

"I wanted to take this opportunity to enter Pei's house, and then seduce Pei Yilin and become the hostess of Pei's house!" said one of the girls.

"How many girls are there for this purpose?" Another girl complained, "It's just that his requirements for choosing a maid are higher than choosing a sister star!"

"Beauty is a necessary condition. You must not have a mole on your body. You must be a virgin. The leg length must be more than 110 cm. The bust must be at least a C cup. The hair must be straight hair that has never been dyed, etc. Can't remember."

The two girls complained and regretted as they walked far.

Song Qian stayed where she was. She had never seen what Pei Yilin looked like. Because of his cold personality, no media or magazine had interviewed him.

Song Qian looked at her chest and then at her legs. Except for her hair up to Pei's maid standards, everything else was crossed.