Chapter 217

"I have face. It's you... "Bai Jingxuan's eyes fell on her right face, which could not cover her red face with thick powder." is her cheap face swollen by people? "

"This is proof of my chastity." Jiang Fei's face was red and out of breath when she lied.

Bai Jingxuan glanced at her like a monkey play.

Musicians have long been blindfolded. How could there be two ladies?

"I'd be interested to know how you can be chaste." Bai Jingxuan wrapped her arms around her chest.

The chest is so big that Jiang Fei is jealous.

This bitch, even if her face is more beautiful than herself, she is still so talented.

Li Tinghe answered the phone and came a few minutes late. The tall figure stopped three steps away from the table.

"Tinghe!" Jiang Fei was so excited that she stood up and greeted him from her seat.

Li Tinghe Bingsen's eyes shot at her like a sharp blade, and he was so scared that he wanted to jump at his Jiang Fei.

I don't know why. As soon as she saw Li Tinghe, Jiang Fei wanted to sleep with him.

He slept.

A noble man like him must be the one who takes the initiative.

"Memory does not rise?" Li Tinghe frowned angrily, and the air around him suddenly cooled down like thin frost.

"You're going to marry me. Can't you call your name?" Jiang Fei showed an aggrieved expression.

Li Tinghe seemed to listen to some joke and disdained, "how can I marry you?"

"He said it himself." Jiang Fei pointed to the male musician standing next to her.

"Mr. Li, you said that." The musician's cold sweat dripped down.

Li Tinghe was a very transparent person and knew what had happened almost immediately. He turned to look at Bai Jingxuan nervously, "wife, don't misunderstand..."

"Ting......" Jiang Fei didn't dare to call his name again. "President Li, it doesn't matter. It's no big deal you don't want her. In the future, I will serve you well. "

I hope he remembered that time when they were halfway up the mountain.

Li Tinghe is a famous woman. If her people hadn't given him, he couldn't have married her.

Bai Jingxuan kept silent.

Li Tinghe pulled Bai Jingxuan up from his chair, took his seat, and then let her sit on his lap, "wife, I can't want you."

You are my life.

There was an outsider present. It was inconvenient for him to say much for her safety.

"Mr. Li, you have always made a promise. How can you go back?" Jiang Fei will quit. She will definitely hold on to his promise and marry into Li's house!

Li Tinghe's cynical eyes glanced at Jiang Fei, "who let you come?"

"You asked me to come." Jiang Fei believes that her lover Yu Jinfan's appointment for her is equal to her own.

Li Tinghe looked down at the little wife in his arms, "wife, you have to believe me."

"Yes." Bai Jingxuan leaned back and the cerebellar bag fell on his thick shoulder.

Jiang Fei looked angrily at the two people and showed her love at this time.

Li Tinghe shouldn't have done that.

Of course, as long as he wants two wives, she agrees.

"What table did you book?" Li Tinghe directly pointed out the problem.

"Table 9." Jiang Fei replied.

The musician knew that he was in trouble this time. He reminded him with a guilty conscience, "this is table 6, miss."

"Impossible." Jiang Fei took away her coffee cup, and the exquisite word "9" on the table revealed, "it's not 9."

"You see, it's 6."

Jiang Fei seems to have been poured with a basin of cold water.