Chapter 721

Ye Qingqiu smiles, "but I'm still going to die of poverty."

The expression on Xiaogao's face was slightly stiff, and then he shook his head helplessly.

This woman, sometimes with a smile and a twinkle, is really delicate, but it's also this kind of delicate, which always tickles people's heart in such a moment. However, the next second, she seems to be a changed person. The alienation brought by her coolness and delicacy makes people feel that the person she saw in the last second is their illusion.

I don't know where she comes from. If that's true, she can't be reduced to be a wine lady here.

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Bo Jingchuan and Shen Fanxing are the last to arrive at the anonymous box on the second floor.

After entering, I found that some of the people in the box were familiar.

Last time I went out with Bo Jingchuan, I met him, but there were also some strange faces. Although I didn't know them in private, I met them on the grand occasion.

They are all noble families and dignitaries in Pingcheng.

There was a little girl in the box. Thinking of the tone of chatting in the group, she seemed to be the student named Shang Qiqi.

A head of black hair, no chemical agent, cleverly tied into a horsetail behind him, small face white and tender, a pair of big eyes, water smart with naive and a bit restless cunning and small wild.

Several other men, tall and handsome, with different temperament, are full of a kind of dignity.

Seeing them coming, the calm and indifferent ones just gave a light greeting, while the unruly ones surrounded Shen Fanxing and Bo Jingchuan with all kinds of surprises and researches on her.

Naturally, Shen Fanxing has never experienced such a battle, but he is a little weak in dealing with it.

Fortunately, there is Bo Jingchuan around, a cold look will be a few people from her side forced back.

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after sitting down with Bo Jingchuan, Shen Fanxing looks at the corner of the sofa facing the door.

Li tingshen sat there quietly, with a pair of long, straight legs wrapped under his suit pants, folded elegantly and leisurely. The black suit coat was open, revealing the black expensive shirt inside.

Beautiful fingers holding a slender cigarette, huff and puff, that beautiful quiet face in the curl of smoke if the shadow, ethereal, a pair of long dark eyes, deep not see the bottom, with a kind of gloomy and cold breath.

He was not angry or happy, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Shen Fanxing pursed his lips, feeling puzzled about his worry.

She has thought about caring for people other than Xu Qingzhi.

She never wanted to be an emotional person.

For ye Qingqiu's concern, let her some not adapt.

Suddenly, he took a breath and turned to see Bo Jingchuan, but he didn't know when he had a cigarette in his hand.

Shen Fanxing is a little surprised. In her opinion, Bo Jingchuan is not an addict.

He drinks a lot, but he never drinks too much.

Smoke, she has never seen him touch, even at home, he has never seen the shadow of a cigarette box.

But I didn't expect that he would smoke.

Bo Jingchuan noticed her eyes, glanced at the cigarette on her finger, and approached her. Her deep voice sounded clearly in her ear.

"Do you mind?"

Shen Fanxing's eyes looked around the box. Before and after, almost everyone had a cigarette in their hand.

[the monthly pass is a record low. It's great 】