Chief, Love for you is wrong

Another burst of thunderous applause rang out. Qin Jing was still half asleep and half awake. I don't know how many times the thunderous applause rang. Qin Jing waited for the applause to return to calm, and then came the music of "gurgling like running water" in the book.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for the music to ring. Instead, it was the voice of crowd conversation.

For a long time, Qin Jingcai slightly opened her eyes. What came into her eyes was the man's joking expression. She subconsciously touched her chin and smacked her tongue without drooling.

Just as he was about to continue to close his eyes, an excited spirit stood up. Next to him was a man with a crooked lip smile holding his arm. Qin Jing looked around. His head was suddenly clear and pulled the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

Lose face, really lose face! It's not just losing face at Grandma's house this time! Throw your face directly to wanlichang city! embarrassed

It seems that she is destined to be a child at the bottom of the well in her life!

Everyone left the venue. Looking at the way the people leaving the venue were still immersed, she frowned. In such an elegant venue, she naturally slept in the dark!

Stretched and yawned. Although the environment was noisy, it didn't disturb her fun of playing chess with Duke Zhou. Qin Jing gave a very pertinent evaluation of this sleep. Well, it's good!

Of course, the tip of her eyes glanced at a man waiting to see a play. She immediately stood upright, grinned eight shell teeth, showed an extremely standard smile, raised her hand and said hello.

"Hi, Mr. Wen, what a coincidence! You also come to the concert!"

The man replied with a smile at the bottom of his eyes, "unfortunately. I'm here to sleep."

Qin Jing picked his eyebrows, pulled his eyes, looked around and smiled, "Mr. Wen has good taste! This scene should only be seen in the sky and rarely heard in the world. Mr. Wen can find such an elegant place to sleep. His taste is extraordinary!"

Give him a thumbs up and praise again and again.

Wen Jili reluctantly raised his hand and patted Qin Jing's head. His tone was a little gentle and helpless. "Just skin!" took the woman's hand and walked outside. He stopped before taking a few steps.

There is a woman standing in front. She pulls up her hair and wears a cheongsam full of classical flavor. She shows the figure wrapped by the woman at a glance, concave and convex!

But it doesn't make people think of the word vulgar at all. At first glance, it looks noble and dignified.

Just looking at it, I know that this woman is not from the same world as herself. She can play the piano, has a good figure and looks beautiful. Who wants to marry such a woman is really a blessing from several generations.

Suddenly, Wen Jili stopped. He held her hand a little more. She looked up at Wen Jili. His eyebrows frowned, his lips closed tightly, and his eyes were a little stunned.

Luo Yi walked in a few steps with a smile, greeted Qin Jing, and then looked at the man who was still thinking. Qin Jing hurriedly pushed Wen Jili, "Mr. Wen, Luo Yi's little sister is coming."

Wen Jili came back from a daze. When he looked up slightly, he was bumping into Luo Yi's bright eyes and bright teeth. The curved radian between his lips was so familiar.

He was a little stunned, and then returned to his usual coolness. He put his arms around Qin Jing's waist and whispered to her how she was. Qin Jing was a little excited and said to Wen Jili, "Mr. Wen, your idol is coming. Do you want to take a picture with her?"

When Luo Yi heard it, she smiled and made a sound with joy. When Wen Jili heard it, her body was slightly stiff, except for an unwitting Qin Jing, who was entertaining herself.

Glancing at the unmarked sarcasm of the corners of the woman's mouth, he heard Ji Li collect his thoughts, reluctantly rubbed the top of Qin Jing's hair, and said gently, "Qin little rabbit, how many times have I told you that I have no idol."

Qin Jing said to him, "I don't forget!"

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