Chapter 11

After that, Ji Zhengting is waiting for her in the lounge. Song Qingcheng goes to get his torn skirt and his coat.

When song Qingcheng came back in a hurry, Ji Zhengting was smoking in the lounge. Seeing her coming back, he put out his cigarette in the ashtray and got up.

"I'll see your old man later. They won't ask me anything, will they?" Song Qingcheng came in and asked him with some worry.

Ji Zhengting gave her a look, "you don't have to say anything, I'll explain."

"That's good." Song Qingcheng was eager to be like this.

When Ji Zhengting walked by her, he noticed the skirt in her hand and said, "in addition, as my fiancee of Ji Zhengting in the future, I can wear ten yuan skirts, but I'm not allowed to wear fake ones."

Song Qingcheng knew that what he was referring to was in her own hands. Ji Ling said it was a fake just now, and she was already very angry. She didn't expect that this man had no eyesight.

She was in a hurry. "Please make it clear that I'm a genuine product, OK? It cost me 6000 yuan to rent... "

At this point, she flattened her mouth in embarrassment. Why are you in such a hurry? Even if you are poor, you can't afford to rent all your skirts. You're dead!

"Kid, you've been cheated." Ji Zhengting threw a sentence to her and left first.

Song Qingcheng's mind hummed for a moment. Cheated?

Children

"Please, I'm twenty now, not two, OK?" Song Qingcheng complained later.

I'm just a few years older than myself.

But

She looked at the skirt in her hand. Was she really cheated?

……

Ji Zhengting and song Qingcheng leave the hotel together, and the car has been parked at the door of the hotel. When the driver saw them coming out, he got off with a handbag in his hand.

"Sir, what you asked me to prepare." The driver handed up his bag.

Ji Zhengting did not answer, but looked at the girl next to her eyes, "give it to her."

The driver nodded and handed the bag to song Qingcheng.

"What is this?" Song Qingcheng asked him.

"Are you going to come back with me dressed like this?"

“…… Oh Song Qingcheng took the bag, no longer curious, also know that the bag is clothes.

They got into the car together and the car went straight in a strange direction.

Song Qingcheng sat in the car, looking out of the window from the bottom of his eyes is a flash of scenery, gradually, by the heavy tired attack. He leaned against the window and went to sleep.

The air conditioner in the car was on, and song Qingcheng was afraid of the cold. After sleeping, the body subconsciously shrunk, hands holding the shoulder.

Originally thin body, so curled up together, will be a girl's weak side appears more attractive.

The man next to him has been looking out of the window, but his eyes have been attracted by the girl reflected in the window. He didn't know how long he was stunned. He came back to see the girl next to him. He picked up his coat from the seat and put it on her. Unconsciously, he lightened it a lot.

There are not many cars in the evening, and soon we arrive at Ji's villa.

Although it was very late, the villa was still brightly lit, and there were busy servants in the yard. At the gate of the sentry box, the people on duty are also standing upright.

Seeing a car, the guard in the guard box rushed to open the door.

Song Qingcheng feels the car stops, and she wakes up sensitively. Looking out of the window, it was all strange.

"Have you arrived yet?" She asked the man next to her. Xu is just wake up, the voice is still dumb, sounds very special, a little lazy feeling.

Ji Zhengting nodded slightly, and then got off from the door on his side.

Song Qingcheng shakes his head to make himself sober. When he is ready to get off the bus, he finds the coat on his body. She remembered that the coat had been returned to Ji Zhengting.

So Did he cover it for himself?

"Miss Song, I'll take you to change your clothes." After Song Qingcheng got out of the car, a middle-aged servant came up and said respectfully to her.

Song Qingcheng looked at Ji Zhengting, and he just came to her, "you go with Aunt Li to change your clothes, I'll wait for you at the door."

Song Qingcheng nodded and left with Aunt Li with her clothes.

A few minutes later, song Qingcheng came out in plain clothes. Ji Zhengting prepared the clothes for her. It's a pure white loose sweater, with a pair of slim jeans and flat heels. The clothes are simple and generous, casual and connotative.

In addition, song Qingcheng took off his long hair and tied it to the back of his head at will. The whole person looked like a student.

Ji Zhengting came out of the door, and his eyes fell on her all the time. This is the first time that he has selected clothes for a girl and reported the size. I didn't expect that it was so suitable for her figure. It seems that even the shoes are suitable.

Sure enough, she only suits the smallest size."Can I do this?" Song Qingcheng saw that he had been looking at himself and thought that something was wrong with him.

"Let's go." Ji Zhengting regained his mind. When I turned around, I naturally took her hand, held it in my hand, and walked towards the old man's deputy building.

Men's legs are very long, even if the ordinary pace, song Qingcheng also need to step up to keep up with him. Therefore, song Qingcheng was basically left behind.

But this is good, you can peek at the man's broad and strong back.

Er

Song Qingcheng, when did you have the trouble of being a flower maniac?

In fact, every woman has flower mania, but I didn't meet the person who can make me flower mania.

So, what do you have now?

Well, I think too much!

……

To the door of the deputy building, song Qingcheng's steps subconsciously pause, inexplicably nervous.

I haven't cheated anyone since I was so big. I always feel sorry. To be exact, it's a matter of conscience.

And Will Ji Ling and Zhou Shaojing also be in it?

If they were there, they would expose her on the spot, right?

In Ji Ling's eyes, she is not as good as a bubble of dog shit on the roadside. She may not be able to belittle her in front of Ji's family.

Suddenly I feel that I'm not here for revenge, but rather from looking for ugly people.

"What, regret?" When Ji Zhengting saw that she was worried, he began to speak.

"I'd like to regret it, but I'm poor for the time being." If she had money to pay for his car, she would not hesitate to tell him that she really regretted it.

"You're a little different for the time being, but don't talk about it in the future." He first heard about the longest "temporary" in the world, twenty years ago.

“……”

"I repeat, it's too late for you to regret now. I don't think Ji Zhengting will do anything to force others. "