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"Oh, ling'er, that's not the point, OK? Every year we offer customers a visit to our sports week, and it's normal for her to come. "

Xiao Qian grabs ling'er's hand. It looks very anxious.

"It's just that most customers arrive in the afternoon. She comes here so early. It's silly to know that she has a purpose."

"You see she's so exposed that she even wants to rub against Mr. long. Aren't you nervous?"

"What am I nervous about?" Spirit son white small thousand one eye, also don't bother to manage her, turn round to return to the field.

"If I remember correctly, every time a girl comes near minister Ling, you will be nervous."

"Now, Mr. long, why are you so nervous? If you really can't see it, you can solve it yourself. "

While returning to walk, ling'er still does not forget to give Xiao Qian advice: "anyway, I think it's nothing, it's you who think too much."

Long Chuhan doesn't like to be entangled by women. This matter is very clear.

However, at the thought of that guy's treating himself like this last night, ling'er's sullen breath in his heart at this time hasn't gone away.

She didn't care much about who he was with now.

"Ling'er, you Ah! I'm so angry with you! Since you don't care, I don't care. Eat. "

Until Xiao Qian came back to the food district and chatted with everyone.

Ling'er's complicated eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, look to long Chuhan.

Xiaoqian is right. Qin Zihan, in public, tries to stick it on long Chuhan.

The same as a woman's own, see her so shameless, also feel shame for her.

As for what they said, because it was too far away for ling'er to hear.

So, after a few eyes, she took her eyes back and continued to do her own business.

"Mr. long, it's too noisy here. Is it convenient to change places to talk?"

The corner of his eye sweeps ling'er. Just now, he is looking this way. Qin Zihan smiles gently. He looks up at long Chuhan with charming eyes and says softly.

"There's something to say here." Holding a glass of red wine, long Chuhan, sitting on one side, didn't even look at her.

Qin Zihan didn't think there was anything wrong with long Chuhan's cold attitude. He was still smiling: "there are some things I want to talk about with Mr. long alone." On the other hand,

said, the hand with bright red nail polish went down to Zhang Junyi's face.

"I have nothing to say to you." Feel her hand in close, long Chuhan body that cold instant overflow, even the tone also increased a few points.

"If I remember correctly, there is no Miss Qin in the invitation list of this sports week."

Qin Zihan didn't expect that long Chuhan would say such words. For a while, he couldn't turn his head and didn't know how to respond.

Wei Leng for a moment, Qin Zihan finally smile: "Today my mother has something to do, she asked me to say sorry for her to Mr. long."

"It's just a small activity. President Mai doesn't mind. Miss Qin, since I already know about it, you can go back."

After another sip of red wine, there was still no expression on long Chuhan's face: "however, if Miss Qin wants to stay, I also welcome her. Please feel free."

Long Chuhan puts the empty cup on the coffee table beside him. Huo Di stands up, ignores Qin Zihan and leaves slowly.