Chapter 705

Back in the living room, Ji Jinchuan sits on the sofa without any expression. Seeing that he doesn't leave, Xie suling looks at Shen Youran gratefully. Shen Youran smiles and sits down beside the man.

Ji Shaoheng picks eyebrow, the smile of the corner of the mouth is bigger and bigger, eyeground takes a trace of indescribable change.

Fang Yaqing looked at the man who sat with his legs folded, and his heart was filled with bitterness and entanglement.

In the past, he would not be obedient to women and had his own principles. Now, is he mature and stable, or is this woman very important to him, so important to what she says.

Ji Shaoheng and Fang Yaqing talk about some interesting things about New York, which makes Xie suling and Ji yangkun smile.

Shen Youran also listened with relish, heard the particularly interesting things, clear black eyes more and more bright.

Ji Jinchuan sat by her side, leaning on the back of the sofa, there was almost no emotion on Wen Mo's face, and his thoughts were not in the content of their chat.

At about ten o'clock, they went back to their rooms to have a rest. Ji Shaoheng and Fang Yaqing's rooms were also on the third floor.

Shen Youran goes into the bathroom to take a bath. Ji Jinchuan smokes a cigarette on the balcony. Seeing that she eats a little too much at night, he goes downstairs to make pomelo tea for her.

Fang Yaqing, who was holding a cup of water at the entrance of the stairs, was stunned. His eyes were opposite and his silence was diffuse.

Fang Yaqing put her eyes back and called out, "big brother."

Ji Jinchuan's warm "MMM" passed by her, and the air smells of perfume, still the brand that was six years ago.

Fang Yaqing looked back at the man's straight back. His indifferent expression made her feel as if she had been scratched by a sharp blade, convulsing with pain.

She unconsciously clenched the cup in her hand. Originally, she was going to go back to the room, but she couldn't make a step. She stood at the foot of the stairs and drank the cup.

Two servants did not rest. Seeing Ji Jinchuan coming down, they asked, "young master, what can I do for you?"

Ji Jinchuan Wenmo's chin: "make a cup of grapefruit tea, and add some honey."

Fang Yaqing's hand shaking uncontrollably. Ji Jinchuan doesn't drink grapefruit tea, and he doesn't drink honey, which is sweet and greasy. Therefore, the pomelo tea is made for Shen Youran.

The servant should say, "OK, young master, wait a moment."

Ji Jinchuan stands by the sofa, one in the trousers pocket, the other hand on the back of the sofa, elegant and idle posture.

Fang Yaqing thought about it. She had not seen him for six years. She was almost unfamiliar. She couldn't find a topic to talk about. She was staring at the man's back.

smelled a smell of perfume behind him. Ji Jinchuan looked back, and Fang Yaqing stood behind him. He said, "is there anything?"

On the man's deep black eyes, Fang Yaqing micro some Zheng Leng, difficult words burst through the throat: "these years you have been good?"

Ji Jinchuan's voice is indifferent without waves, without a trace of ups and downs: "everything is as usual."

On hearing this, Fang Yaqing's eyes darkened. She lowered her eyes and stared at the water cup. She raised her head and sang and laughed: "I almost forgot to congratulate you. Happy wedding."

Ji Jinchuan looked at the kitchen and saw that the servant was not ready. His dark eyebrow was slightly twisted. When he heard the woman's words, he said mildly: "I've been married for several months. It's not a new marriage."

Fang Yaqing's inner pain and pain gushed out like a clear spring, drowning her heart: "I didn't expect that we could see it again."

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