She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 497 is poaching

"Come." Jing Xing put down one word and got up immediately.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Wei Shuyu and said, "Mom, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

After speaking, he nodded politely to Jiang Hui, then turned around and opened the door to leave.

"Large? Leverage——" Wei Shuyu called him from behind, but got no response.

"Why did this child leave all of a sudden?" Wei Shuyu smiled apologetically at Jiang Hui, and rounded things up, "I don't know what happened."

After Jing Xing got up, Jiang Yueyan also got up: "Dad, Auntie, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Jiang Hui: "Yueyue? Yueyue—"

"..."

Also got no response.

Jiang Hui: "These two children are quite alike."

Wei Shuyu looked at the untouched dishes on the table: "The children are gone, we...?"

Jiang Hui waved his hand: "They're all children, so they must be full. I thought listening to adults was too boring, so I left first. It's okay, let's continue eating."

Jiang Yueyan chased Jing Xing out of the hotel.

The elevator stopped on the first floor, and Jing Xing walked outside while checking the messages on his phone.

Jiang Yueyan followed behind him, and said familiarly: "If you hadn't taken the initiative to leave just now, you don't know how long you will eat?"

"..."

Jing Xing is not in a good mood now, he doesn't want to say a word.

Jiang Yueyan followed him down the steps bouncingly, and asked with a smile: "By the way, my name is Jiang Yueyan, what's your name?"

When she was at the hotel banquet just now, she only heard Wei Shuyu call him a bar, which sounded like a nickname, and she really didn't know what his real name was.

Jing Xing also admired her very much, he had seen many thick-skinned people, such as Cheng Xu, and He Xiangyang, but he had never seen this kind.

Obviously he had already written the three words of impatience on his face, but this Jiang family girl was able to ignore the three words he expressed without changing her face or heartbeat.

How strong is this psychological quality?

Jing Xing sincerely suggested that Cheng Xu and He Xiangyang can learn a little bit, maybe it can be used when chasing girls in the future.

"You're not going to talk to me tonight, are you?" Facing the indifference of the commander-in-chief, Jiang Yueyan didn't mean to be shocked at all, instead, she enjoyed the one-man show by herself.

This corresponds to what Cheng Xu always said - you never know how active a girl can be in front of a handsome guy.

"Are you really ignoring me?" Jiang Yueyan clicked her tongue, feeling quite strange.

This person is unwilling to rush to deliver it to his door, but prefers to tease and ignore himself.

To put it bluntly, it's cheap.

Although she understands this truth, whether she can do it is another matter. Jiang Yueyan leaned on the street lamp by the side of the road, biting a cigarette and tilting her head to look at him.

The young man's appearance is outstanding, but what is even more itchy is the careless indifference in his bones, which is inexplicably attractive.

Jing Xing stopped by the side of the road and looked into the distance.

Jiang Yueyan also followed him and kept saying, "Where are you going to play? Can you take me with you?"

It happened that a taxi came over, and Jing Xing simply said "no", turned his face to the taxi, closed the door and left.

His movements were fast and smooth, Jiang Yueyan was in a daze, the taxi had already driven more than ten meters away.

The driver was a very talkative middle-aged uncle, and since Jing Xing got in the car and sat down, he began to pour chicken soup for his soul: "Young man, did you quarrel with your girlfriend?"

"..." Jing Xing's gaze stayed outside the car window.

"Oh, you children, you are not very old, but you have a big temper. You can quarrel over even big matters. You see, as a man, you can't let someone else marry you? As the saying goes, two people It's not easy to be together, you have to understand each other, if you are like you, you will get angry if you can't agree on a word, then how can you talk about this love?"

"..."

Jing Xing, wearing earphones, didn't stop the chicken soup pouring over his head, and finally interrupted him unbearably: "That's not my girlfriend."

"Ah?" The chicken soup for the soul of the uncle driver came to a sudden stop, "It's not a girlfriend, it's... an ex-girlfriend?"

"..."

Jing Xing turned his head, stared expressionlessly at the driver's uncle's eyes in the rearview mirror, and paused every word: "He's poaching."

"..."

The taxi stopped at the gate of Menghui Jiuqi.

Without using the waiter to lead the way, Jing Xing directly took the elevator up to the fourth floor, and went to the old place with ease.

Pushing open the door of the box, the deafening music came from the room.

Standing in front of the standing microphone, Cheng Xu's emotional song "That's the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" is singing at the highest pitch.

It's just that he neglected his own singing ability, so he groaned for a long time, but he couldn't get up, and finally managed to break his voice.

He Xiangyang nestled on the sofa, holding a small gadget in his hand, applauding him clatteringly, without hesitation in his praise: "This song should only exist in the sky, how can it be heard so much in the world! "

He Xiangyang is a person who always gives people face. No matter what kind of dog Cheng Xu sings, he can say hello without changing his face, and by the way, he can fart an [-]-song nine-twist rainbow.

"Xuxu, let me tell you something, your voice kissed by an angel is the reincarnation of a nightingale, just like a little oriole singing melodiously."

"..."

Jing Xing stood at the door with no expression on his face, looking at him braggingly with a foolish look.

He Xiangyang held his face in both hands, and made a dreamy expression of a star-eyed girl: "After listening to your song, it seems that the two veins of Ren and Du in the whole body have been opened up in an instant. The zhenqi went straight from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, and it felt like taking the Shujinjianwan that was always advertised on TV, and my whole body became clear immediately."

Jing Xing: "..."

He never knew that He Xiangyang was so good at bragging.

"Xuxu, you also know that I'm always honest. I just say what the facts are. I never speak out of my conscience. I'm so happy to hear your singing. The wonderful singing voice makes me feel like I'm in a trance, and I don't know where to go..."

He Xiangyang still wanted to continue blowing, but Jing Xing pinched the twitching eyebrows, and finally couldn't help it, and threw a small pillow in the corner of the sofa with his backhand, and reminded in a calm tone: "Yangyang, It’s almost enough? I don’t object to your bragging, but there must be a limit to your bragging.”

As far as Cheng Xu sang like a dog, Jing Xing didn't even know how He Xiangyang was talking nonsense with his eyes open, blowing out this series of rainbow farts with nine twists and eighteen bends.

(End of this chapter)