Jin Xiao looked deeply.

"What's the matter?"

“……”

For a time, Xu Jiabai didn't know what to do with Jin Xiaoshen's reaction.

"I think you should take good care of the Sheng of time."

Xu Jiabai finally said.

"The male artist likes Sheng Sheng?"

Jin Xiaoshen continued to write in his hand and asked slowly.

Xu Jiabai: "... No."

"What am I worried about?"

Jin Xiaoshen chuckled with a warning in his tone and said leisurely, "Xu Jiabai, don't care too much about my female college students.

Otherwise, I'll doubt you have another plan. "

“??!”

What else can he do to a little devil??

Look at the strength of tearing up the media and artists. Who dares to have a plan for her!?

Oh, no, I dare.

"Master Shen, your female college student, I dare not make a mistake. You just have a hundred hearts. "

When Xu Jiabai said this, there was a faint light mockery in his tone.

But then, when Jin Xiaoshen finished, Xu Jia's contempt on her white face couldn't hang.

"So, today you came to me for the female artists under Sheng Sheng?"

“……”

At this time, Xu Jiabai was silent.

But it is also equivalent to recognition.

"You don't chase others, but also hope that others will never fall in love?"

Jin Xiao gave a deep sneer.

"Where is love? This is clearly flirting in public on the stage! Or the kind that doesn't matter, you know?! "

"That has nothing to do with you."

Even for his long-time friends, Jin Xiaoshen didn't take any sides.

Instead, he saw through the essence of things.

"I can't like her. What kind of woman do I want? How can I want her? Don't think about it. I went to the bar. "

With that, Xu Jiabai hung up.

"Don't like it?"

Jin Xiao felt a touch of interest at the bottom of his eyes and raised his lips again.

Don't like to call again and again because of the same woman, something of the same nature?

Hsu Chia Bai, who claims to be "living in a hundred flowers without touching a leaf", actually fell into the hands of a woman.

Even that woman didn't mean anything to him.

Suddenly, Jin Xiaoshen wanted to see when the romantic young master in the rumor could chase his wife's crematorium.

……

The breeze is gentle, and the bamboo shadows outside the teahouse window are mottled, which makes people calm.

"Miss Qi."

Shi Zhisheng came to Qi Zefeng, sat down and looked around.

She also rarely comes to this antique place.

"Sheng Sheng, come and have tea."

As soon as Qi Zefeng saw Shi Zhisheng coming, the smile on his face seemed to open more than one daisy.

"Mr. Qi, if you have anything to do with me, you can say it directly."

Shi Zhisheng took the tea cup and said calmly.

Qi Zefeng's attitude of asking for help is almost the same as that of Fu Sinian.

"Sheng Sheng, actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that the teacher thinks you're the best. "

"What's up?"

"There is a math competition in our school."

Shi Zhisheng listened and put the tea on the table without taking a sip.

She looked at Qi Zefeng calmly and said, "teacher, you started looking for something to do before I entered school. Isn't it not very good?"

"Sheng Sheng, think about it. It's also an honor."

"I'm a student of the school of management."

Shi Zhisheng leaves no room for rejection.

Hearing this, Qi Zefeng began to have a headache.