Chapter 315

Before doing this, Prince Jin hesitated, because doing so would carry a certain risk. In case the little red guy was too salty to be saved by myrrh, he abandoned her disheartened and turned to his sister's arms, Prince Jin would have to cry.

But the little red guy ran down to wait for her with full vinegar, and the prince Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Bai bless!

The little red man can finally be saved.

"Then go up together." Wang Zijin laughed and went to arm Qin Ze.

"Well." Qin Ze quietly withdrew a step, didn't let her arm in arm, and walked straight ahead.

Prince Jin smoked at the corner of his mouth. For the first time, would he use too much force to play this routine? He looked at the little red guy's fierce and depressed eyes.

Inexplicable heartache.

The two kept a half body distance and walked side by side to the depth of the community. The silence of the community made Prince Jin panic, and the street lights pulled their shadows very long.

Wang Zijin turned to look at him. Qin Ze's face was very indifferent, and his eyes, which usually felt very deep and dark, also seemed particularly indifferent at the moment.

Cross the street lamp and enter the dark zone.

"Sister Zijin, who are you having dinner with today?" Qin Ze whispered.

Wang Zijin put down the big stone in his heart a little. Since Qin Ze asked questions, it showed that his plan was successful. Although he was temporarily traumatized in his heart, as long as he comforted him later, he should be able to remedy it. It's really not good. Learn from Qin Baoying, and little red guy is the best.

"Just a friend." Prince Jin pretended to be "perfunctory".

"What friend? Does sister Zijin have any friends in Shanghai?" Qin zedao.

"Well, not before, but it will happen." Prince Jin laughed.

"Five hours for a meal?" Qin Ze stared into her eyes.

Wang Zijin saw that there was deep sadness in Qin Ze's eyes. Her heart moved. Little red guy was also an old Internet driver. He must be familiar with the story about goddess and Gao Fushui eating and returning late at night.

Then her plan must succeed. It doesn't need too much words. Qin Ze has got it.

"What's the matter? Isn't Azar happy when his sister and friends go out to dinner?" Prince Jin smiled, and she stared at Qin Ze.

The little red guy must be so anxious now that he has an inexplicable "imaginary" rival in love. He will definitely not continue to be a salted fish.

She is ready to accept the little red guy's crying. Then I pretended to be a big sister and hugged him in my arms, "little fool, I lied to you."

"Happy," Qin Ze looked at her deeply and whispered, "sister Zijin must be very lonely and lonely after leaving home for so long. There is a favorite person who can accompany you, and I feel happy for sister Zijin."

He said with a strong smile, "really."

Prince Jin opened his mouth and looked dull.

Qin Ze took a deep breath, "my sister will also be very happy. You are my best friend. If my best friend finds someone she likes, her wandering heart has to rely on. Of course, she is happy."

The script is wrong. Sister Zijin has considered several possibilities. For example, Qin Ze is jealous and shows her heart like her, so she can easily explain things clearly, and then happily accept the little red man into her arms. Almost, the little red guy shouted at her, hoarse, she can also take the opportunity to show off, the little red guy will still fall into her arms, crying and saying: sister Zijin, I'm wrong, I shouldn't doubt you.

But she never thought that salted fish really gave her up?!

While in the car, Zhao Tiezhu asked her: aren't you afraid to leave a crack in his heart if you do this.

Prince Jin thought for a while and sighed: cut the mess with a quick knife. You don't know, if I don't take strong medicine, he will keep dragging on this kind of thing.

Zhao Tiezhu wondered: what's the matter.

Wang Zijin didn't say, looking at the night outside the window, silent.

......

I... play off!

Prince Jin was in a state of confusion.

The two stood in the cold wind, speechless for a long time.

Qin Ze lit a cigarette. When he smoked, he looked very depressed, like a defeated dog. It's easy to make up the image of a failed man smoking lonely.

Wang Zijin's heart seemed to be pulled by someone.

"I'm really happy," Qin Ze lowered his head slightly. "Sister Zijin was so good to me that I almost misunderstood it. Although I'm still very unwilling, I must be happy for sister Zijin. I can't add trouble to sister Zijin because of my emotions."

Throwing away the smoke in his hand, he lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders and walked silently.

Prince Jin stood alone in the same place, with a pale face. She watched Qin Ze walk away, five, ten, fifteen steps

Her head was completely disordered. Thief Liu, who had played tricks in her life, had cheated many people and was rarely cheated. She was smart and proud, but she was helpless to Qin Ze. After being depressed and irritable, she finally wanted to play a "trick", but she got rid of it.

In front of this man, her cleverness is not easy to use at all.

Because I care too much, I become stupid.

"Qin Ze, I lied to you." Prince Jin screamed.

Not far away, Qin Ze stopped.

"Sister Zijin, I can't understand what you said."

The distance was a little far, and the voice was not big, but the prince Jin could hear it clearly.

"You must understand that I, I lied to you."

"Lie to me? Why lie to me."

The exhausted Prince Jin rushed over, and a series of fast and hurried crisp high-heeled shoes. She hugged Qin Ze from behind, and became a woman behind the little red guy. She hugged his waist tightly and cried, "because I like ah Ze, especially."

Shouting this sentence, she felt much more comfortable. The pain at that moment just now made her understand that she couldn't accept being a stranger to Qin Ze.

"But I don't like you." Qin Ze broke her hand, but it didn't open. The thief in his arms was strong.

"You can't stop liking me, you can't stop liking me." Prince Jin "wow" cried out: "that person is Zhao Biao, not another man. I didn't mean to cheat you, I was wrong."

"Is it fun?" Qin Ze gnashed his teeth.

"It's not fun, it's not fun at all. Will Azer forgive me..." the prince Jin sobbed, saying intermittently.

In the cold wind, they stood still.

then.

Qin Ze silently took out his mobile phone and sent a text message out: "it's done!"

A few seconds later, the other side replied, "did you cry?"

"Crying."

"Hahaha!"

Look at the chat record of the text message. The first one was sent at nine o'clock. The sender: Zhao Biao!

Zhao Biao: "what's the matter with your boy? He's in trouble with my sister Zijin?"

Qin Ze: "you also see her circle of friends? She is eating out with other men now. No one answers her phone. I want to explode now."

Zhao Biao: "... That person is me, asshole. She fell asleep in my car and said she would wait until ten o'clock to go back... Wait, I seem to see through something."

Qin Ze: "...."

Qin Ze: "MMP, I'm so angry. This joke is not funny at all."

Zhao Biao: "little lovers make contradictions, and the most taboo is to be sulky. The longer you are sulky, the more cranky you are. Look, you unlucky child, who forced my sister Zijin out of this crooked trick."

Qin Ze: "I'm so confused. What's wrong with me? I didn't quarrel with her."

Zhao Biao: "anyway, communicate more. Zijin hasn't made a boyfriend. Although she's smart, she's very immature in some aspects and can't grasp the degree. Like this, if my wife is so angry with me, I'll write the divorce agreement directly. In a man's heart, a woman doesn't force me to count."

Qin Ze: "I see. I'll send her a text message."

Zhao Biao: "wait, I have a bold idea."

......

A few kilometers away, in a car on the roadside.

Zhao Biao sent three words "hahaha", tut tut said: "Zijin, brother can only help you here."

Wang Zijin thought carefully over there. How could he deceive Tiezhu's old driver? Prince Jin took a picture and didn't let him show his face. Tiezhu was clear in his heart.

At that time, he shook his head in his heart. This method is not good. From the perspective of men, if a woman wants to grasp a man's heart, she must first grasp a man's stomach. Oh, this point is ignored. His sister Zijin can't cook. The rest of the moves are nothing more than gentle and considerate, coquettish and cute, winking and twisting your buttocks.

Pretending that there is a man outside, instead of catching the man's heart, will make the other party's mentality explode.

Wang Zijin is smart, but he still has too little love experience.

too young too simple.

Tiezhu knows everything, but Tiezhu doesn't say.

A vicious plan came into being in Tiezhu's heart.

From small to large, it was Prince Jin who was in the routine. Zhao Tiezhu either fell into Prince Jin's routine or was falling into her routine.

In fact, it's the reverse.

He immediately sent a text message to Qin Ze, which not only clarified Wang Zijin's routine and made up for the cracks in Qin Ze's heart, but also got Prince Jin in.

Qin Ze, who choked his stomach, hit it off immediately.

After Zhao Tiezhu was ready to return to Beijing, he wrote a note in his small notebook: one day, one month, one year, Prince Jin threw himself into the arms of a man, crying, begging the other party not to abandon himself, shedding tears of regret!!

Zhao Tiezhu started the car and drove into the night. His song floated in the night sky: "people are floating in the Jianghu, how can they not be cut? If you cut me, I will cut back..."

The sound was torn apart in the night wind.

On the other side, Prince Jin cried sadly. Tears rolled down like pearls with broken lines. He didn't cry so badly since childhood.

She sobbed and apologized.

This time it's really off. It's a lie to say on the Internet that great efforts have worked miracles.

"Sister is wrong, don't be angry, will you?"

"You can't help liking mine."

"Sister likes you so much..."

Sniff while crying.

Wang Zijin held Qin Ze in his arms for fear that if he let go, he would forget the end of the Jianghu.

After sending a text message, Qin Ze saw that she was still crying, and his arms were tight to cut his waist. While crying, he wiped his tears and snot on his back.

Sister Zijin's body is so soft, she has good material on her chest, and she feels so sour.

Sister Zijin has never cried like this.

Sister Zijin did so much to let me confess. In case she knew that she had been reversed, would she explode in situ?

Will there be a backward chest fall on the spot?

If she is in this position now, it is always convenient.

I feel... I'm also playing off.

Qin Ze hesitated again and again, summoning up his courage: "sister Zijin, I don't know if I should say something or not."