Ji Qianjun turns around and says something to Qiao Huarong. As soon as the red wine in his hand slips, it all falls on Qiao Huarong's skirt.

Qiao Huarong nodded and went to the bathroom on the spot. She knew how to do it.

Ji Qianjun looks at the women who walk into the bathroom one after another and smiles expectantly. He wants to see how aggressive Song Ci is.

……

Song Ci is enjoying the flowers in the toilet. This night, the toilet is very advanced, and the flowers are blooming just right.

Enjoying the flowers in the toilet, she also felt The painting style is strange.

However, she doesn't want to see the restricted scenes of Ji Qianjun and Qiao Huarong, and she doesn't want to face Lin Wanjin's eyes.

All of a sudden, Song Ci sees Qiao Huarong in the mirror. Isn't it good to accompany Ji ye? What are you doing here?

She couldn't help crying in her heart. She must have come to trouble her.

Qiao Huarong slowly sorted out the red wine stains on his clothes, with arrogant tone: "do you really think Ji Shao has a crush on you?"

“……” Song Ci is too lazy to speak. Ji Qianjun doesn't take a fancy to her. Why spend 100 million on charity?

"In fact, he just wanted to be fresh." Qiao Huarong turned to look at Song Ci, looked up and down: "the face is good, but the figure is really general."

“……” Song Ci continues to be as silent as gold. Even if Ji Qianjun takes a fancy to her, what's new? Don't you still take a fancy to her?

"Don't take it too seriously, or you'll hurt yourself." Qiao Huarong picked eyebrows and found that the little guy was quite calm. He didn't know how many secrets he had hidden.

“…… Thank you for your concern! " Song Ci lowered her eyes and sneered with disdain. She donated it for a long time.

Qiao Huarong looks at Song Ci, the girl disdains to silence, she is very angry from a place, anyway, Ji ye also said, no matter how she plays, as long as irritate Song Ci OK.

Ji Ye really knows that this woman named Song Ci has a problem, and she has to spend money: "are you dumb?"

Song Ci: "the Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's Song Dynasty's song I don't want to talk. Besides, she has nothing to say with Qiao Huarong.

The toilet can't stay any longer. Song Ci turns around and wants to leave -

Qiao Huarong suddenly reaches out and grabs Song Ci's hair and forces her to face herself. It's normal for her to be fierce in the black area: "you say a word to me!"

"Go away." Song Ci said softly and coldly.

Time is silent.

"Pa -"

crisp and neat.

Qiao Huarong directly shot, she did not believe, this Song Ci is so tolerant.

Song Ci didn't even creak for a moment, but looked at Qiao Huarong with a little grievance: "why? If you have the strength to teach me, why don't you think more about how to catch Ji ye? I'm not your enemy, I'm just a tool man who has no choice. "

Qiao Huarong took a puff from the corner of her mouth. No way. This little girl's spirit is not too good. She won't get angry at all.

She had a sudden feeling of bullying the little girl.

Forget it, Ji Ye's task is uncertain.

"The right way in the world is vicissitudes. Don't be too arrogant." Qiao Huarong put down his cruel words, took a proud look at Song Ci, and twisted his waist to go out.

Ji Qianjun looks at Qiao Huarong's silent return, and his heart clatters. He guesses the ending.

Sure enough, Qiao Huarong sat next to him and lit a cigarette: "I said, scolded and started, but the girl was still not angry, even without a ripple. Tut Tut, I think her spirit and patience are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Now that you have brought people to your side, you should be on guard. "