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Gu Xiangling only wished for a crack on the ground so that she could hide in it and never come out again for the rest of her life.

Who else other than that stinking brat Song Mingjian could do such a thing? Gu Xiangling turned around. Sure enough, Song Mingjian was standing behind her with a teasing smile, as if he was watching a good show.

"Beauty, I'm sorry, I don't want it. I took the wrong thing. "No no, I forgot to bring money!" Gu Xiang's Spiritual Qi violently throbbed as he pulled Song Ming's sword and squeezed out of the crowd.

Someone on the side muttered, "How hungry are you? You just pulled a guy over and you're going to start." Gu Xiangling glared hatefully at Song Mingjian and complained, "It's all because of you."

Song Ming's sword swept his gaze over the source of the mutterings and the place immediately fell silent. Gu Xiangling wasn't in the mood to buy. She couldn't buy what she wanted anyway.

She used her slim figure to squeeze her way through the crowd. The supermarket was filled with people, and within a few moments, Gu Xiangling was completely submerged in the crowd of people. Song Ming could no longer see her.

Gu Xiangling finally got rid of that annoying guy and went to the second floor, panting. She clearly remembered that there were a few drinks stores on the second floor. She took this opportunity to order a cold drink and enjoy herself.

Upon entering the cold drinks area, Gu Xiangling ordered a cup of pearl milk tea and instructed the waitress to add more ice. She then chose a corner seat and sat down. Song Mingjian should not be able to find her in a short period of time.

A cup of thick and cold pearl milk tea was placed on the table. Gu Xiangling took a deep breath first. She opened her mouth to drink, but a palm shot out and snatched the cup away. She then ordered sternly, "You're not allowed to drink this!"

Gu Xiangling cursed, "What the hell? If you didn't come sooner or later, you wouldn't have come later. Yet, you came at this very moment." "Hey, how did you find me so quickly?" Gu Xiangling looked eagerly at the milk tea cup in his hand.

The feeling of being unable to drink was too f * cking unbearable.

Song Ming carried the cup of milk tea and sat on the opposite side of the table with his two elbows on the table. He crossed his ten fingers and thoughtfully said: "I relied on telepathy."

Gu Xiangling licked her lips. She knew that being tough wasn't going to work, so she might as well go soft. "You act cute and pretend to be cute, but Song Mingjian eats this kind of food." Can you give me a sip? "

Song Ming reflexively covered his cup with both hands and said in an unquestionable tone: "Alright, I'll help you warm it up later."

Gu Xiang's spirit energy was so dense that she almost flipped the table. What she wanted was the icy cold taste of the milk tea. "What sins did I commit in my previous life, I will suffer from your torture in this life."

"Song Mingjian, using your hands to support your forehead, seems to be thinking about this question." A hundred years of cultivation together with the boat, a thousand years of cultivation together with sleep. Does this mean I have failed my thousand years of cultivation? "

Gu Xiangling sighed helplessly, then stared blankly at the busy waitresses. They seemed to be whispering: "See that man in the corner? "Damn, he's so handsome, so unbeatable." "Yes," said Miss A.

"What posture did his parents use to create such a heaven defying face?" "Yes," said Miss B.

"Lower your voice. His girlfriend is still here. Be careful not to mess with you." Service lady C kindly reminded.

"What's there to be afraid of? When he first came in, I noticed that he was wearing a watch that was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. For men like them who are rich and handsome, their girlfriends would definitely be too many to count. " Miss D's voice.

Gu Xiangling couldn't stand it any longer. A demon-level character was a demon-level character. Wherever he went, he would stir up trouble. When she turned around to look at Song Mingjian, she nearly died from anger. He was drinking her milk tea with a straw.

"Can you have some face?" Gu Xiangling was once again impressed by his shamelessness. She thought that the reason he could become one of the business elites was because of this shamelessness.

"I want face, ah." Song Mingjian swallowed the milk tea in his mouth, and solemnly counted with his fingers: "Not only face, but also money, status, honor …" "I want them all." He saw that Gu Xiangling's expression was filled with contempt, and she said slyly, "I want everything in the world, I'll give it all to you."