Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Qin Jing stared at the dim and bright, dim and bright screen, saw that the time in it had passed 10 minutes, the man should put down the phone...

Thinking of this, she turned to the phone and tried to call softly, "Mr. Wen..."

"Yeah." The other end answered quickly.

Qin Jing let out a horrified "ah", and realized that he was too much, quickly grabbed the phone, and shouted displeasedly at Wen Jili on the other end, "Wen Jili, why don't you hang up the phone, wasting my phone bill?" !"

"Is there something wrong?" Compared to Qin Jing's anxiety, Wen Jili was obviously much calmer. [

"You are so annoying! How can you not hang up on my phone! It's okay, I'll hang up first, wasting my 14 minutes plus 2 seconds of call charges, you are too sinful!"

Before Wen Jili hung up on her phone, Qin Jing finally managed to get ahead of him, without even saying goodbye, he pressed the red hang up button!

When I put down my phone, my heart was still pounding!

I was so impulsive just now, I called before I even thought about it!

If it wasn't for Wen Jili's child, what would she do if it was really Wen Jili's child?

Hanging up the phone, thinking of herself, it was the first time that she took the initiative to hang up someone else's phone just now, looking at the black screen of the phone, she put it aside and lay powerlessly on the desk...

If it was by the lake, and there was a little red flower in hand, Qin Jing would definitely follow the example of the tragic heroine on TV...

Sitting by the lake, weeping slightly, facing the shimmering lake surface, with red eye circles, holding the petal of the little red flower with her white jade hand, and gently grasping the petals of the little red flower with her other plain hand.

One by one, with a bit of weeping misery, sprinkle the petals to the lake one by one...

While the petals were falling, she murmured in a hoarse voice, the child is his... not his... his... not his...

Then, pick up the petals floating on the surface of the lake with a few crystal drops of water, put them into the bamboo basket prepared next to them, and dig a hole with a small hoe.

Come to the boudoir where Daiyu buried flowers>

This chilling scene had just flashed through Qin Jing's mind, she shuddered, clapped her hands on the stage, and was about to give herself strength, when she yelled...

what……

what……

her hands>

Shan Yudong raised his hand and wiped his nose with his thumb, a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his beautiful love luck was also like a crescent moon lure >

"Tsk tsk, I just saw you as Meng>

"..."[

Speechless looking at the sky, Qin Jing rubbed the center of his forehead, pouted his lips slightly, and was hurt by the poke again, turned around to ignore him, grabbed the water glass and poured a few sips of water into his stomach to wake himself up a little.

Thinking of something, he put down the water glass, and immediately turned to ask Shan Yudong.

"Lucky, I went to raise a twin in the morning. When I came out, I saw Mo Bai at my house, with a very beautiful woman. Does he often go to raise a twin? Why does he go to raise a twin? And who is that woman? Can you ask your little dumpling for me?"