First grade?

Her expression became a little dazed. I still remember what Mr. Fei came to his house to say. In order to cultivate the relationship between her and Fei Nancheng, the first and fifteenth day of every month have to go...

Last time it was fifteen, and before I knew it, I had been back for half a month.

And when he said that the agreement between him and her would be cancelled, then the rules of the first and fifteenth day of the lunar calendar would also be cancelled?

-

Not far away, a black Bentley sedan was quietly hidden in the night.

In the car, Fei Nancheng sat there quietly, his eyes as dark as ink, staring at the figure at the door ahead.

When Fan Fan saw Chen Yugui, he understood why Mr. Fei suddenly changed his attitude. He suddenly realized: "It turns out that the person Mr. Qi is pursuing is Miss Chen!"

As soon as the words came out, the temperature in the car dropped sharply, and Fan Fan quickly changed his mouth: "But I think what the waiter said was too exaggerated, right? Why didn't I see Miss Chen's shy look? And seeing that they were standing so far, there was no trace of ambiguity..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Xuyao ​​suddenly approached Chen Yugui and came to her ears. The two of them suddenly became intimate.

Fan Fan:!!

He almost cried. Can the slap in the face come so quickly?

He secretly glanced at Fei Nancheng, and saw that he had tensed his chin, his eyes were as cold as if they were about to turn into an ice blade. Fan Fan was so scared that he hurriedly retracted his eyes.

Someone is going to be finished!

-

Standing outside, his clothes were still wet, and when the cold wind blew, Qi Xuyao ​​seemed to have thought of something.

He turned around, took a look at the three words "Emperor Banquet", and finally realized whose industry is here, no wonder...

Since the soup was splashed, my face has been cold and suddenly improved.

He raised his eyebrows and looked around. Through the night, he still sensitively captured the Bentley sedan in the distance.

Qi Xuyao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly curled his lips and approached Chen Yugui's side.

"what's on your mind?"

When this low and ambiguous sound sounded in his ears, Chen Yugui came to his senses. He didn't know when Qi Xuyao ​​was so close to her. His shoulders were next to her and he deliberately came to her ears when he spoke. The ambiguous aura lingered between the two people, and at the same time, the smell of Shanghai fresh soup in his body was also lingering.

Chen Yugui twitched the corner of his mouth and took a step back: "...it's nothing."

Qi Xuyao ​​sighed, stroked his forehead, and then approached again, and his delicate face looked distressed: "What should I do? Am I disliked by the beauty?"

No matter how casually this person is, he is so seductive...

Chen Yugui moved his fingertips and replied with a smile: "Yes, I don't really like the taste of seafood soup."

Qi Xuyao:...

Even if ordinary people really dislike it, they won’t say it so bluntly, right?

Chen Yugui felt that he could push Qi Xuyao ​​away a little after saying this, but when he saw his eyes flashing, his next move shocked her.

He took off his coat casually and threw the customized clothes on the trash can next to him. Then he smiled: "Most of the seafood soup is poured on the coat, and the taste should not be that heavy now, so can you send it home?"

Sinking back:...
Chapter completed!