"Oh, honey, we will not be people with a standard of living in the future. Will you dislike me?" Song Xuan looks at Ruan Diandian and asks.
Ruan Diandian stood still and looked at Song Xuan from top to bottom. Then he solemnly replied, "now I hate you very much."
"Why?" Song Xuan's face is worse than bitter gourd.
"Look at your hopeless appearance." Ruan Diandian, like a little adult, criticizes song Xuan in the way of Ruan Xiaoxi. Ruan Xiaoxi just smiles and doesn't say. It's still a great pleasure to watch these two living treasures bicker in front of her.
I didn't expect that song Xuan was more and more frustrated and more courageous. When Ruan Diandian said that, her combat effectiveness instantly increased. She countered: "it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. How can rich young masters like you understand the suffering of our hardworking masses?"
"Hum." When song Xuan said it, Ruan Diandian really looked like a rich young master. He walked on the road like a crab, swaggering, and almost had a pair of eyes on his face, which made him more energetic.
"A little bit, you slow down." Ruan Xiaoxi rushes up to chase Ruan Diandian. He is too small. If he is knocked down and bumped into, how can he explain to Qiao Yisen tomorrow?
When an chumeng arrived in the city, he was still in a dream, looking at the traffic in front of him, colorful, as if separated from the rest of the world.
In a hurry for several years, the change here is not very big, but she is not what she used to be. She imagined that suddenly a car stopped in front of her, the window fell, showing joyson's handsome face, carrying her away. From then on, they still lived the same life as before, and nothing happened in these years.
The sound of the phone interrupted her dream, and she had to answer it because she knew that the consequences of not answering the phone were very serious and devastating.
Finally saw a glimmer of hope, she will firmly grasp, this is the only chance to save herself.
In that gambling city, she felt that the air was thick and oppressive, making her breathless. When she got here, it was as if she could breathe freely again.
After taking a deep breath, an chumeng pressed the answer button. In the phone, the man said a few words and then hung up the phone. An chumeng noticed the traffic. Finally, there was a car with the license plate number that the man said. She waved.
The car was supposed to pick her up. It stopped in front of her. Then the door was pushed open and a man with sunglasses came out. It was obvious that he was not the man she had been longing for.
The man took the luggage in her hand and helped her open the door first. When she got in, he opened the trunk, helped her put the luggage, walked back to the driver's seat and drove away.
The car drove for more than an hour and finally stopped at a villa in the suburbs.
"Miss Jenny is waiting for you in there." The driver opened the door for her and said.
When she heard the name of Jenny, an chumeng's heart clapped. She thought that if she came back here, she could be an chumeng, but this person reminded him that it was impossible.
The reason why she was called like this must have been inspired by song Zhouhong to warn her.
An Chu Meng sneered in the heart, still nodded and walked towards the villa.
Pushing the door open, I saw song Zhouhong sitting there with a glass of red wine in his hand and pedaling on the tea table in front of him.
Sunset is put in, shrouded in an chumeng's body. She slowly approached song Zhouhong and did not speak. Sometimes this man seems to be full of worries and wants to let people know. Sometimes he looks as evil as the devil and wants to keep people away.