Lu Momo ignored him, and soon he felt cold sweat. Seeing that she was in pain, Young Master Tang was also a little panicked.

He squatted down and reached out to touch her: "Hey, little brat, are you okay?"

"Don't call me a little brat!" The weak mosquitoes and flies were retorting.

Seeing her pale little face, Tang Chao had no choice but to surrender: "Okay, okay, you are not a little brat, you are not. Then Miss Lu Momo, are you okay? If you have nothing to do, kiss me, I'm in a hurry."

I've never seen such a shameless person!

Lu Momo was so angry that he vomited blood. Why should she kiss him? Feel!

What about this person's brain and brain stem cells?

Under Lu Momo's pale and powerless stare without lethality, Tang Chao spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, it's the same for me to kiss you."

As he said that, he was about to bow down and kiss her.

Lu Momo poked his forehead with his index finger and pushed him away, bursting out in pain: "I want a small plane!"

"What small plane?" Mr. Tang was pushed away and said he was very unhappy.

"It's a small plane! I want a small plane, you go and buy it for me..." Lu Momo said, his voice weakened again.

Tang Chaojun's face turned dark: "Isn't it just a plane? My private apron has three helicopters and one private plane. It's not impossible for you to want it. So, I'll give you a discount and give it to you. I'll give you a plane in one night. It's okay for the big and small ones, how about it?"

"Ba"

The more anxious Lu Momo was, the more courageous he was. He slapped Tang Shao’s chest with a palm, and the sound was dull and trembling.

"Who wants your broken planes? I want small planes. Go and buy them for me..."

"Damn!" Tang Chao was also furious, and stood up and walked around in anger: "I think my plane is broken, right? Well, you say, what type of plane do you want, I will arrange someone to order it immediately!"

"I want a small plane, a small plane, a small plane! Do you understand the small plane..."

In the end, Lu Momo was in great pain, and even the strength to speak was gone. He slowly climbed to the edge of the sofa and leaned on him without moving.

Tang Chao was anxious and walked up to shake her: "Hey, little brat, Lu Momo, are you dead? Not dead?"

You're dead, your whole family is dead!

Lu Momo cursed in his heart, but he didn't have the strength to speak. His lower abdomen was in severe pain and he was sweating all over his body.

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When Mr. Rong received the call, he had been punished by Feng Churui to drink a lot of alcohol. When he suddenly heard Tang Chao ask what the small plane was, he was also confused.

There was a hint of confusion on Jun's face. Young Master Rong took away his cell phone slightly and turned to look at Feng Churui: "Arui, do you know what the small plane is?"

Feng Churui thought seriously for a moment: "A new aircraft model?"

"No." Young Master Rong shook his head and looked at Secretary Wu next to him: "Do you know?"

Secretary Wu shook his head awkwardly, "The mayor doesn't know, it's even more impossible for me, a little secretary."

So, when Mr. Rong said he didn't know about the irritable Tang Dynasty on the other end of the phone, the high-decibel shocked sound of Tang Dynasty almost lifted the phone.
Chapter completed!