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Xiya's heart suddenly turned up, her hands could not stop shaking. In order not to let herself be rude, Xiya turned around and just wanted to raise her legs to leave. Ling Jing opened her eyes and looked at her quietly.

Ling Jing's kind of as if to see the frightened eyes of the peeping eyes, let Yan Xiya frown, forced to apologize smile, turned to leave.

But unexpectedly, Ling Jing stopped her, "Xiya, please wait a moment."

"Can you come in for a moment? I want to trouble you." Behind him is Ling Jing's gentle voice, which is not directly proportional to the arrogance in the office before. It sounds very helpless.

Want ben to leave, but Xiya's steps can't help but step in.

Ling Jing a face of pleading, "Xiya, my clothes are broken, I want to get up, but the body is very uncomfortable, can you help me find a dress in the evening sun?"

This seems to be Ling Jing to declare her ownership of Su wanyang.

Yesterday, he was still indifferent not to let Ling Jing kiss him.

Last night When they were drunk, they were together.

Su wanyang, is it you who is too fickle, or is it just my misunderstanding that day?

Xiya's eyes are on Su wanyang's body, unable to extricate themselves, unable to breathe in pain, until Ling Jing's soft voice calls out, "Miss Xiya, can you help me?"

"Ah?" Yan Xiya suddenly realized, looked at Ling Jing, bit his lips and nodded, "OK."

It's not that she's kind, but that she doesn't want other women lying beside him, on his bed

She couldn't imagine how she would treat her if she refused Ling Jing at this time. After a while Su wanyang woke up, she would say that she was beyond her means or scolded her for not understanding her identity.

Originally, she was very happy because she appeared at his home again, but I have to admit that her good mood had completely disappeared when she saw them lying on the bed with their clothes untidy.

Even though I know that Ling Jing is Su wanyang's fiancee, as long as the engagement is not lifted, it will be sooner or later, but I still feel sad.

She is not a saint. When she sees her favorite boy with other women, she will be sad and sad.

Because she didn't see clothes in the room, Xiya had to look for the open cloakroom by chance. She didn't say hello to Ling Jing and went out directly. However, she didn't expect that she had just arrived. Ling Jing followed in and sat on the stool behind her.

"Wanyang is really worried. As soon as I came back yesterday, I tore my clothes..."

Yan Xiya is looking for clothes for Lingjing in the cabinet. When she hears Lingjing's words, she frowns silently, "wait a moment, and you'll find it right away."

This sentence of her has infinite forbearance and heartache.

Ling Jing knows that she also likes Su wanyang, but she still wants to say so. The only purpose is to anger her, right?

Ling Jing began to sigh in front of Yan Xiya, "last night..."

Listening to Ling Jing's words, Yan Xiya's thoughts suddenly returned to yesterday's scene in the lounge with him. He only insulted himself.

Yes, there is still a gap between her and Ling Jing. The gap is that Su wanyang is always humiliating her in the matter of men and women, and Ling Jing is the normal relationship between men and women.

In Su wanyang's heart, she really does not have a little status.

Xiya is not a person who can hold everything in her heart, so when patience reaches a certain part, she needs to vent, or she leaves the scene at that time and has no mind. She gathers up her thoughts, takes a general and large dress at random, and hands it to Ling Jing, "this should suit you. Try it. I'll go first."

Ling Jing frowned and looked at the big suit of clothes in front of her, and her face was displeased, "what do you mean by Yan Xiya?"

"What, what do you mean?" Xiya couldn't bear to turn back.

Ling Jing also held up the clothes on his hands and said discontentedly, "this dress is so big, and the style is so ugly, what is suitable for me?"

Is that all she appreciates?

Hearing Ling Jing's words, Yan Xiya frowned. Only then did she know that she had misunderstood her own meaning.

What she means is that there is no other size suitable for her except this one, and Ling Jing's understanding is that she dislikes the style of her clothes.

With a sigh, Yan Xiya patiently explained, "your figure is a little fatter than me. Other clothes are either short or long. I think this suit should be just the size."

"What do you say?" Ling Jing squinted, "you mean my figure is not as good as yours?"

"I don't mean that." Facing Ling Jing's constant aggressiveness, Yan Xiya frowns and doesn't want to argue with her, "what I said is the truth, I really didn't find..."

"The fact is that you are in better shape?" Ling Jing sneered sharply.

"If you really want to think like this, I can't help it," Yan Xiya completely lost patience and didn't want to keep pestering her. "If you think it's not your style, you can find it by yourself. It's not my home. You can just say it's suitable or not. You can buy it or let someone buy it for you.""I'm not going to buy it. Can't your little assistant handle such a small matter?" Ling Jing sneered, "Yan Xiya, don't show your impatient face in front of me, and don't look at how many catties you have."

"Ha ha." Yan Xiya also sneered, speechless: "even if I'm a small assistant, I'm not a company now. What's more, you're not my direct leader. Why should I command me?"

Their voices were not loud, but they were not small.

Lying in the bedroom, Su wanyang finally opened his eyes impatiently and sat up from the bed. The sound also made Xiya and Lingjing react to each other. Ling Jing quickly rushed in with a quilt cover.

Su wanyang, however, was dazzled by the scene after he woke up. The room was full of women's clothes scattered everywhere. It seemed that the clothes had been seen somewhere, but he was sure that it was not Yan Xiya.

He only remembers that Yan Xiya, who was drunk last night, said she loved him with Arthur when she was out of the house. He was so angry that he ran all the way home regardless of the drunk driving.

He looked at the torn clothes on the ground, a burst of puzzled.

He can't remember what happened after last night, but in his impression, Yan Xiya should also be here.

Casually picked up one side of the bed sheet to wrap himself up, was about to look at the living room, but heard a familiar voice from the next door: "Yan Xiya, I tell you, Su wanyang is mine, you don't want to rob me!"

Su wanyang slightly a Leng, eyebrows subconsciously frown tight.

That's Ling Jing's voice. Why is she here?