Listening to Li Qingqing's words, Su sighed to the evening.
In this way, Li Qingqing is somewhat sincere to song Ziming.
In the past life, I was afraid that I had blocked the way of two people.
Song Ziming looked at her lightly, put the pen into her hand, and said in a warm voice, "husband and wife, I don't want to make it too ugly. You have no money to marry into the Song family, now give you 10 million break up fee and a real estate, is also the song Jiaren to do justice. But Qingqing, you should know me. I don't like wasting time on meaningless things. I'll give you three more minutes. If you don't sign, don't blame me for being rude. "
Song Ziming's words are still warm and gentle, as if there is no lethality, but Su Xiangwan knows that his heart is cold and hard.
This person looks and Mu Beiting may belong to the same kind of people.
But in fact, it is very different.
Song Ziming looked at the gentle and amiable, but he was heartless.
Although Mu Beiting looked at him, his heart was soft.
Looking back on her previous life, she had been around Song Ziming for ten years, but she did not see any true friends from him.
Can see Mu Beiting, although not many friends, but are sincere.
Thinking of this, her eyes fell on the man in front of her and laughed.
He didn't know what he was thinking and didn't disturb her.
When the order came up, she did not have the heart to eat, so he sat directly from the opposite side to her side.
He cut a waffle and sent it to her mouth. Sue opened her mouth in the evening and went to bite.
But the piece he cut was so big that it couldn't fit into his mouth.
Only half of the bite, he would look for a sense of existence.
Su Xiangwan takes back his sight, falls on the handsome face in front of him, and asks: "Why are you..."
Mu Beiting bit the other end of the waffle. His handsome face was very close to her. After the lip was attached to her, he slowly bit off the waffle and backed away.
Su Xiangwan's face turned red a little, but he didn't say a word.
Mu Beiting, on the other hand, used a knife and fork and said in a deep voice, "my eyes are falling on Song Ziming."
Su Xiangwan was slightly stunned and then said with a smile: "it's so sour."
Mu Beiting snorted coldly, his face was gloomy.
Su Xiangwan was immediately attentive and took a snack to his mouth.
Mu Beiting looked at her coldly, and Su Xiangwan showed a flattering smile: "eat it ~"
her smiling eyes were curved, and her eyes were clear and pure.
He opened his thin lips involuntarily, but his lips just touched the corner of the cake. Su Xiangwan took it back mischievously, put it into his mouth, and looked at him triumphantly.
Mu Beiting narrowed his eyes and leaned over to press her on the seat. His big hand fell on the side of her ear. He bowed his head and kissed him fiercely.
"Tease me, don't you?" His voice was a little fierce, apparently he had been hungry recently.
"Well No.... " He took most of what he had just eaten. Su Xiangwan was embarrassed and angry.
Mu Beiting's big hand touched her back waist from her skirt and said in a deep voice, "I won't go home tonight."
Su Xiangwan did not understand looking at him: "where to go?"
His eyes deep, dark and slow way: "to open a room."
He said so plainly that Su wanted to find a crack to get in.
You don't have to know that she's thinking about that again.
After all, now there are years, that kid and monkey spirit, several times disturbing his evil fire can not be sent out.
Su Xiangwan grabbed his lapel and whispered, "liar, don't you mean to cook for me?"