The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 1280
Although there is no distinction between high and low professions, cowherds are still the object of discrimination, and women who have a relationship with cowherds will not have a good reputation.

Many businessmen who had agreed to cooperate with Song Xuening could only shake their heads when they saw this scene.

Although Qi Yuxi also had scandals, they were just rumors, not as shocking as Song Xuening's seeing it with her own eyes.

Moreover, the people who gossip with Qi Yuxi are not ordinary people, and the people who call the wind and rain are much better than the cowherd.

At this time, anyone with a discerning eye knows who to choose.

Qi Yuxi stood aside to watch the excitement, while Song Xuening struggled and dropped her bag to the ground, and the bottle of sunscreen spray rolled to the ground.

Qi Yuxi bent over to pick it up when she saw it, and checked it carefully with her phone.

The bottle is no different than a regular spray sunscreen, just don't know what's in it.

Ji Yunyi glanced at it and said indifferently: "Since it belongs to Song Xuening, let's use it on her."

"Okay, let someone spray it on her later." Qi Yuxi expressed that she really wanted to know what was inside.

It would take too much time to test it, why not use Song Xuening as an experiment.

After all, that cowherd was strong and strong, and he took Qi Yuxi's money and worked extra hard to do things. He directly carried Song Xuening, who was struggling hard, on his shoulders, and strode out.

The people present didn't want to be troublesome, so they let Song Xuening be carried away.

Song Xuening's female assistant chased her out anxiously, begging Niulang to put Song Xuening down.

Ji Yunyi picked up Song Xuening's bag on the ground, called a waiter, and asked her to deliver the bag and sunscreen to Song Xuening.

He specifically told Song Xuening to spray on sunscreen when sending it over.

Sure enough, the waiter did not disappoint Ji Yunyi. When delivering the bag, he enthusiastically sprayed Song Xuening with sunscreen, as if he was trying to curry favor with Song Xuening.

"Don't spray, don't spray... ah..."

Song Xuening lay on the cowherd's shoulder, dodging left and right, struggling with all her strength.

As soon as Cowherd let go, she fell heavily on the marble floor with a "boom".

Her head hit the ground, causing her eyes to shine.

"Ouch...it hurts..."

"Xue Ning, are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital now." Niu Lang looked anxious, picked up Song Xue Ning and walked out.

Qi Yuxi and Ji Yunyi smiled at each other, even if Song Xuening jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to clean herself up.

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Song Xuening was carried out of the city hall by the cowherd, and reporters kept chasing them to take pictures.

Song Xuening, whose eyes were covered with golden flowers, soon began to feel hot all over, and her face was red.

She knew that the medicine had taken effect, but she couldn't control the itching that scratched her heart and lungs.

My brain is like a mess, I can't think of anything.

She put her hands on the cowherd's shoulders, touched them passionately, and whispered, "It's so hot..."

Ouch, the restricted-rated scene is coming again, and the reporters are so excited that they chase after Song Xuening.

The cowherd got Song Xuening into the car, and Song Xuening couldn't wait to hug his neck and ask for kisses.

Reporters took pictures through the glass windows.

"Kacha Kacha Kacha" the flash kept flashing.

Song Xuening's assistant, the protector, was eager to snatch the reporter's camera: "Don't take pictures, don't take pictures, delete the photos."

These reporters are not fuel-efficient lamps, how can they let go of a good opportunity to make a fortune.

The photo was taken as evidence, and Song Xuening will definitely pay the hush money.

Even if they can't publish it, they can still make a lot of money, so why not do it.

(End of this chapter)