Conan's Organization No. 3

The four people chatted again, and the time was coming to 10:30. Immediately, Maori Xiaolan and others were ready to leave.

"Okay, kid, time doesn't play, let's go back first."

Maori Xiaoiro looked at the white emperor and opening the mouth.

I heard this sentence, the garden flashed on the face, but she also knew that time is really late, she must go back, so I have to collect the color of my face.

"Mao Lei uncle, otherwise I will send you? You should be a taxi, time is so late, I will spend a lot of time if you wait for a taxi, you will spend a lot of time."

"Hey, can you really? Are you in Changshi?"

Xiaolan was surprised to look at the white emperor and asked.

Their life is also known for the lives of Bai Emperor, knowing that Chang Dynasty can't help but a broker of the Bai Di, and it is still responsible for the lives of Bai Di.

I heard this sentence of Xiaolan, Mao Li Xiaofeng immediately turned his eyes, sorted out the tie and the suit, calm,

"Xiaolan, how can you let the Miss Chang Dynasty go home alone?

So the white emperor, shouted with Miss Chang Dynasty, I would like to have a lot of things at this time, and the young lady in Chang Dynasty is not. "

"..." Xiaolan.

"..." garden.

"..." Conan.

"I seem to haven't said that the Changdai sister will go home alone."

The white emperor blinked and looked at Maori Xiaoiro.

"Haha, Bai Emperor kid, don't care about these details."

Maori Xiao Lang heard the white emperor, the color of his face was very fast, and the thickness of his face was difficult to believe.

"father!"

Xiaolan helplessly used his feet, really, her father, I can't move when I meet beautiful women.

Oh, Conan looked at the Yalai Xiaolang, and the habit of Uncle is really can't change it.

"The white emperor, I will let the driver go back first, I will do your car."

The garden is looking forward to the white emperor.

The white emperor touched the small head of the garden, and smiled and comforted.

"My car can not install so many people, you will wait for your own car to leave, anyway, I will rest from tomorrow, I want to find me."

"Ok."

The garden heard the white emperor, but he had helplessly sighed the sound, and Xiaolan and Connone next to him couldn't help but shook his head.

The guy of the garden is really inseparable from the white emperor.

"Okay, I will call Chang Dynasty first."

After that, the Baili made a few people from Maori Xiaolang, and the mobile phone was taken out from the pocket.

On the dark night, the lights on both sides of the stadium illuminate the road at the door, silent silence on the streets, and people who have gathered at the door of the concert have also been dispersed.

"Okay, Bai Emperor, Xiaolan, Goodbye."

The garden waved in the white emperor.

The white emperor kisited nodded and looked at the garden turned to the car of his own driver and left the stadium.

"Okay, we should go, Mao Lei uncle."

The white emperor said to the Maori Xiaolang around him, but he saw that Maori Xiaogu is standing around Changda, and he can't hold it. He asked, his face is thick, incredible.

"Hey, Xiaolan, I am going to drive the car first, you are here."

The white emperor's mouth is slightly twitching, turning is very flat to say pretty Xiaolan, and then leave here.

I saw that the white emperor left, and Xiaoran flashed a smell of anger. Suddenly, a fist hammer was on the side of Maori Xiaogutang, and he was very flat.

"Dad, Bai Emperor went to drive the car, we are also ready to get on the bus."

Maori Xiaofeng screamed, slamming his belly, staring tightly in Xiaolan, flashing, is afraid of thinking and embarrassment.

Conan, it was a breath in his heart, and he didn't feel distressed by Mao Li Xiao, and he met such a violent daughter.

Wait, there is a horrible idea in the head of Conan, and he suddenly thought of how he was terrible if it appeared in front of Xiaolan in the future.

Thinking here, Conan's body shakes, and it's afraid to look at Xiaolang who took the fist.

Chang Dynasty saw this scene, soft and beautiful face, the corner of the mouth hooked a moving, people's arc, standing quietly on the side without talking.