Xia Bing doesn't think she and Ni Qiyan are very chatty.

From the time she told her that she had imprisoned a man who did not love himself, she knew that she and she were not the same people.

However, key customers have this request, of course, she can not refuse.

After all, it's just a chat. It's not to ask her to change the clothes she has worked so hard to make a complete change.

Xia Bing picked her eyebrows, put down her bag and sat down beside her.

"Then I'll sit down for a while. It happens that the company is not busy."

Ni Qiyan laughed and waved to the maid: "take the cocoa I brought from Australia and give summer designer a cup."

The maid nodded and agreed.

Ni Qiyan leaned back and cocked her legs. It was some vulgar movements, but when she did it, she exuded the noble spirit of a lady of aristocratic family.

"I've told you about my fiance and me. Can you talk to me about your husband and you?"

Xia Bing picked up her eyebrows and said, "my husband and I are not as romantic as you and your fiance. We have realized that we are very ordinary together. There is nothing worth chatting about."

"That's just what you think. People who have not experienced it will feel novel and romantic. "

Xia Bing smiles helplessly.

At this time, the maid soaked cocoa.

The rich and mellow cocoa, filled in the carved European porcelain cup, braves the slow heat, the strong fragrance floats through the nose tip of summer ice.

Xia Bing's intuitive taste is good. She immediately holds it up and is ready to have a drink before continuing.

However, when she brought the cup to her lips and was about to taste it, a hand suddenly came out from behind her shoulder and waved it away vigorously.

The carved cup fell on the colorful carpet without making any noise. The thick cocoa spilled out and dipped into the carpet, leaving a brown stain.

Xia Bing opened her mouth and looked back conditionally to see who had knocked her cup off deliberately.

It was a pale face.

His face was clear and his eyebrows were like willows, but his black eyes were emitting a few cold lights.

He was wearing a white shirt, slightly emaciated, so standing here, the light on his body, it seems that you can see the transparent skin under the white shirt.

The style is like jade, and the body is like bamboo.

Like the old scholars, vulnerable to a single blow, but the whole body exudes the extraordinary charm, but it is not eye-catching.

"Shen, Shen Xiu?" Xia Bing widens his eyes and looks at the man in front of him.

In a trance, she felt like she was dreaming!

How could it be?

Isn't he dead?

How can you show up in front of her?

What's going on?

Shen Xiu seemed to be a little uncomfortable. He frowned and coughed slightly, which made his pale and emaciated face look even more unhealthy.

"Why do you Are you all right? " This cough sound lets Xia Bing's heart a pull, involuntarily concern asks a way.

Shen Xiu didn't answer her. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her around the side of the handrail and pulled her behind him. She was tall and thin in front of her. She was staring at Ni Qiyan with a grim face: "what do you want to do with her?"

Ni Qiyan is still holding her legs and her hands around her chest.

Hearing this, she gave a sarcastic chuckle.

She looked at Shen Xiu and exclaimed, "you really still have feelings for this woman! you deceived me! You said you didn't love her, you lied to me! You big lia

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