Chief, Love for you is wrong

Looking at the hand she handed out, Qin Jing suddenly smiled when she remembered that she had wanted to cool her hand and cool her heart.

Because of her smile, Wen Jili's condensed expression warmed up slightly and his tone slowed down, "Qin Xiao. Rabbit, it's late. Let's go back. Don't catch a cold."

Qin Jing stepped back a few steps and bumped into Mo Bai. Mo Bai held her shoulder. Her beautiful glass eyes stared at Wen Jili and didn't speak. Qin Jing Dynasty Wen Jili shook his head, "I won't go back. I'm going to live with Bai Bai tonight!"

He drank a little too much when he was "spinning". It was OK when Qin Jing didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, he fell into a depression. Because of the wine smell on Qin Jing, Ji Li's elegant eyebrows frowned again, and his tone was heavy, "Qin Jing, stop making trouble."

When he was about to stretch out his hand to pull Qin Jing, Mo Bai pushed Qin Jing back to Xunli and said, "help my sister." he looked at Wen Jili and sneered, no longer as gentle as before. His porcelain white face was like a cold face full of wind and frost, and his eyes were cold and solemn.

"Didn't you hear me? My sister said she wouldn't go back. Mr. Wen, please go back!"

Behind him, Wen Shuang was still silent. Wen Jili twisted his eyebrows and said something bad, "Mo Bai, Qin Jing is my wife and son. It's normal for me to pick her up!"

"Really?" Mo Bai replied carelessly. He looked up and rubbed Qin Jing's hair, with hidden warmth and tenderness in his eyes. "It's a pity that unless my sister volunteered, I wouldn't allow anyone to take her away from me."

The tone of understatement is the tenacity of the rock without transfer.

Wen Jili didn't look at Mo Bai. He stared at Qin Jing silently. She stared at him vaguely with her pupils. She didn't speak. She only drank too much and slightly dense some water vapor. There was no emotion in her eyes.

The two men were standing in the street almost facing each other. Some passers-by stopped to point out to the people here. Wen Jili was slowly angry with Qin Jing's eyes.

"Qin Jing, I called you all night. I finally knew you were here. After waiting for you for more than an hour, you gave me such a vexatious answer?"

The voice is not high or low, the elegant eyebrows are a little thin and cold, and the face is even more handsome and cold under the bleak autumn wind.

Qin Jing looked at Wen Jili and suddenly giggled. She couldn't stand still and turned from her bag. Finally, she turned out the $50 hand machine she bought during the day and giggled, "ha ha, the hand machine has no power... No power..."

Unable to get an answer, Qin Jing waved to him impatiently. His soft body rubbed and looked for him one by one. His shoulders leaned against him with a soft voice, "go back, I'll sleep there for nothing."

He looked at her, pursed his lips and said nothing, and his pupils narrowed gradually.

Shan Yudong and Yun Xingyue just drove out of the car. Qin Jing saw the familiar Ferrari. She looked at Wen Jili and opened the door without looking back.

Wen Jili's hand was still in the air, but Qin Jing had already got on the bus. The scene was embarrassing and stalemate. Because Qin Jing turned away without nostalgia, Wen Jili's face turned black.

Wen Shuang couldn't bear to let his third brother be ignored, so he had to say, "third brother, I'll help you watch your sister-in-law. Go back first!"

After talking, Wen Shuang hurried into the same car as Qin Jing. Shan Yudong opened the window of the cab and looked at Wen Jili. The corners of his lips pulled out an arc of laughter and ridicule.

The door closed and the red Ferrari left without nostalgia.