Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Before Qin Jing could speak, he heard Gu Zhancheng scold again.

"You're so big, and you don't have respect for your elders! It's fine to move out for four years in college, and even my younger brother is going to encourage him now and not let him go home!"

Qin Jing gave a cold laugh, that smile was like a seductress from hell.

"When Bai Bai and I were left alone, why didn't you think that you were my father! When Bai Bai was dying of illness, where was my father? When we kept digging through the trash can, only a piece of bread crumbs When I laughed so happily, where is my father! Talk to me about my father! I, Qin Jing, have always only had a mother! I don’t know what a father is!"

There was a "snap" sound, which was the sound of Gu Zhancheng slapping his chopsticks on the table, from which it could be seen that he was already furious. [

That voice made the hearts of Wen Aiai and Gu Yuyan tremble!

Wen Jili glanced at the people around the table indifferently, and then turned his eyes back to the woman sitting next to him, only to see that her back was unusually straight, her eyes were sharp, and her face was also arrogant.

This time, only Wen Jili knew that her hand under the table had been clenched until her knuckles turned white, and she was tightly gripping the hem of the skirt, and the surroundings of the skirt were wrinkled and trembling slightly because of her grip. The blue veins in the hands are also raised.

The man gently wrapped Qin Jing's cold hand in his palm, and gently let go of her fingers that were tightly clutching the skirt with five fingers, and then passed his five fingers through the woman's fingers, and inserted >

The man's warm palm gently caressed Qin Jing's already sweaty but cold palm, as if to reassure her.

At the beginning, Qin Jing's hand tightly held onto Wen Jili's five fingers, like a vine. In order to survive, he tightly held onto the only branch, which made Wen Jili's fingers ache slightly.

The man also seemed to feel the woman's emotions on the verge of being on the edge. Although it was painful to be held, he still moved his five fingers from time to time, giving Qin Jing a little comfort, as if to say.

Don't be afraid, there is me.

The atmosphere on the table was at a stalemate for a while. The rot that had been buried in the bottom of my heart was suddenly dug out, and the rotten and smelly piles were piled on the table. No one was still in a good mood.

It seemed like a big dark cloud, covering everyone's heads blackly. Gu Yuyan, who was still happy about the stalemate, was frightened into silence before she had time to clap her hands to congratulate her.

The temperature coming from Wen Jili's palm gradually melted Qin Jing's cold and stiff heart, like melting ice and snow, and like spring returning to the earth.

Gradually, Qin Jing returned from a furious lion cub to a little fur-covered cub.

A little red eye>

"Okay. I'm done telling a story without a father. Why don't everyone eat? Did I tell it so realistically that everyone was shocked! Hehe! I'm a person with a father, how can I look like the person in the story? So miserable!"

After finishing speaking, he gave Gu Zhancheng a piece of green vegetables, winked at the man with an unusually gloomy face, and said mischievously, "Dad, eat the green vegetables! I don't want to be like the child in the story without a father!"

Qin Jing's typical policy of one stick and one carrot, but she has already stepped down the steps, so Gu Zhancheng had no choice but to continue, grabbing the chopsticks helplessly, "Yes."

It was this "um", which was extremely vicissitudes and exhaustion. He raised his eyes to look at Qin Jing, finally shook his head and sighed deeply.

After that was done, Gu Zhancheng had no way out...