"What's up?"
With a handsome face, Jiang lingfengmu turned and went to the big class chair to sit down, flipped through the documents on the table.
"I can't come without something?"
An Xueyan skimmed his lips and walked to the big desk. "Our alma mater will have a school celebration the day after tomorrow. You are a famous figure now. You should be invited."
This attitude towards yourself is really alienated.
Is it because I made a warm face in front of everyone last night?
Jiang Lingfeng didn't speak, but continued to look at the documents on the table.
An Xueyan frowned and took out his documents. "I'm talking to you. Can you stop talking?"
Jiang Lingfeng's breath sank and looked up at an Xueyan. When she saw her dissatisfied look, she finally restrained her emotion, "yes, I received the invitation."
"Then take me with you."
An Xueyan was not polite to him and said.
Jiang Lingfeng frowned, "I'm not going."
"Why? Don't tell me. You won't go because I'm gone?"
An Xueyan walks to Jiang Lingfeng and deliberately excites the general, "Lingfeng, are you afraid of touching the scenery?"
Afraid of touching the scene?
Jiang Lingfeng glanced at an Xueyan with cool eyes.
"Or are you afraid that after you go with me, you can't control your emotions and want to continue with me?"
An Xueyan didn't disobey him and approached him a little, "Ling Feng, your taste has become lower! Tell me, do you really like younger martial sister? What type do you prefer between me and her?"
The woman's voice is charming and bewitching.
A pair of slender hands rested on his broad shoulders, and his slightly bent body exuded a refreshing fragrance, stimulating people's olfactory nerve.
Jiang Lingfeng's eyebrows frowned tighter. Just about to open her hand, the door of the office was pushed open, and a warm figure appeared at the door.
Ling Feng stuck in his throat and looked at their ambiguous figure with a little consternation.
"Well, sorry to interrupt."
Didn't she come at the wrong time?
Why is Jiang Lingfeng so close to an Xueyan?
My heart is a little sour.
But on second thought, what did she escape?
Is she Jiang Lingfeng's girlfriend now?
So when Jiang Lingfeng was calling her name, she stopped and looked back at him.
"Warm, don't get me wrong."
Jiang Lingfeng frowned, strode to warm front, and stretched out his hand to hold her.
Warm looking at his rare trace of tension, his red lips pursed gently.
Well, it must be a misunderstanding.
He is not the kind of person who eats in a bowl and looks at the pot.
"Ah, younger martial sister, don't get me wrong. There's nothing between me and Ling Feng. I just saw that his clothes didn't have a neat collar, so..."
An Xueyan walked up to them and smiled at them.
Warm looking at an Xueyan's smile, feeling the tide between women, suddenly smiled.
"Well, Ling Feng in my family is a decent man. Even if there are many flirtatious bitches outside who want to seduce him, he is indifferent. Of course, elder martial sister is a tall musician. My metaphor is not very appropriate. You must be like me. How disdainful are those women who try to seduce men outside, right?"
The words made an Xueyan almost lose his smile.
What a woman with sharp teeth.
Boasting that she was tall, but insinuating that she was a flirtatious bitch.
She's so angry!