pet addiction

Chapter 12 Miss Ruan's tricks (1)
"We will definitely meet again." Turning around, she walked down the street lamp, the wind was very cold, she held her hands, and let the red skirt spread all over the floor.

Song Ci stared and remained silent until the red figure could no longer be seen in the distance before looking away: "Drive."

Qin Jiang turned his head: "Song Shao, do you want me to investigate this woman, she seems to have bad intentions, and her purpose is not simple." He said it very tactfully, thinking that the word seduce would degrade his boss' status too much.

"Many things." Song Ci didn't even lift his eyelashes, his eyes were half closed, and his expression was difficult to distinguish.

"Eh?" The other party came clearly prepared, did Song Ci give up resistance?Qin Jiang was a little uncertain about Song Ci's thoughts, and asked tentatively, "There are a lot of reporters at the clubhouse today, so they must have captured something, what about the media?"

"No newspapers allowed."

"I understand." Qin Jiang understood clearly, that is to say, how could it be possible to make headlines through Song Shao, is Song Shao the kind of person who can play unspoken rules?

"Turn the car back."

"Bah—" Qin Jiang was so startled that his hands shook, he almost stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake, and looked back at his boss in confusion: Young Master Song, what do you mean?Are you going to post it upside down and be submerged?
"Follow her, don't get too close." Song Ci closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to waste any more words.

Qin Jiang could only swallow his full stomach full of questions, backed the car silently, put the constant speed gear on, and rolled up the windows by the way, it would be too shameful for Ruan Jiangxi to see them turn back and follow them secretly up.He glanced at First Young Master Song from the rearview mirror, with a suspected tangled and bewildered expression.

No one has ever messed up the pool of ice water in Young Master Song's eyes, and Ruan Jiangxi was the first exception.

Surrounded by trails, Ruan Jiangxi lives in a small attic in the innermost building. It is a bit remote and out of tune with this bustling city. On the contrary, it looks like a small town in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with red walls and black tiles, giving it an ancient atmosphere.

Lu Qianyang strongly urged Ruan Jiangxi more than once to move out of this place where birds don't lay eggs, even if the car can't get in, and everyone will be stunned.

Glancing at the time, Lu Qianyang folded his hands and whistled to Ruan Jiangxi on the other side of the path: "Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist."

Ruan Jiangxi held her skirt and walked slowly, approaching slowly: "It's eleven o'clock, don't you want to go back?"

Lu Qianyang put his foot across the door of Ruan Jiangxi's house, looking like a gentleman: "It's eleven o'clock, don't you want to explain?"

"Explain what?" Ruan Jiangxi sat down on the floor and rubbed his aching calf.

Lu Qianyang sat down next to her, leaned over, and deliberately blew into Ruan Jiangxi's ears and shouted: "Song Ci." She was sure that her family's artist had something to do with the prince of Xinan International.

"Ah."

Ruan Jiangxi nodded, the moonlight blurred the outline of the silhouette, a little ethereal.

"Awakened?" Lu Qianyang was satisfied at this point, "That's not true."

She got up, lifted the skirt that was too long, brushed the dust off the red dance skirt, and said casually: "Song Ci is still at Gu Bai's house, I don't worry, there are many women in his place, Song Ci is not I like the perfume."

Every time Ruan Jiangxi talked about the fat dog named Song Ci, his tone was always extremely gentle.

Lu Qianyang immediately forgot about the business, and couldn't help complaining: "Ruan Jiangxi, you don't know that fat dog of yours too well. It doesn't like perfume, but besides bacon, its favorite is women, okay? With a hundred hearts, it will be drunk to death." Lu Qianyang had endless complaints about that fat dog, so he took a breath and stopped, "Don't change the subject for me now, please be clear and clear. Tell me in vain why your dog has the same name as Young Master Song of Xinan International, don't tell me it's a coincidence, my fiery eyes have already seen the trick, so," snorted, With a rascal face, "Honestly invite me!"

(End of this chapter)