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A bloody and red faced picture was played.

In the picture, a pair of men and women are intertwined, hot and intertwined. Mian, the people on the picture are her and song Tingchen.

"Song Tingchen! What do you want? " Qin Youle reached out to grab the mobile phone in Song Tingchen's hand. Instead of grabbing it, he threw himself into the air.

Without his hand holding the quilt, Qin Youle's chest. The quilt in front of her suddenly fell and her chest. The snow white in front of the was instantly exposed to the air.

Song Tingchen stared at her chest. Before, the Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"What are you looking at?!" Qin Youle grabs the quilt and blocks it in his chest. Before, song Tingchen almost shouted in the dynasty.

Song Tingchen sneered, "look at my woman."

"Who is your woman? We've broken up! " Qin Youle roared, and his eyes were completely red in hysteria.

Song Tingchen looked at her and closed his eyes. His straight voice was a little dry and dumb, but his tone was Sen Leng and overbearing: "just had sex with me. It's not you? When you sleep with me, you're my woman. Besides, you didn't ask me to save you? Asking me to save you is equivalent to asking me to go with you. Bed, the amount of medicine in you is not light. You don't think you can survive just by holding it up? "

"Did I ask you to save me? I wasn't awake. I didn't see who it was. " Qin Youle came to see the producer today. Her script finally got a response. As a result, the producer saw that she was quite beautiful and wanted to rule her. She flatly refused, but she was drugged by the other party.

She managed to escape. Unexpectedly, she met song Tingchen.

Qin Youle looked up at Song Tingchen: "give me back my clothes!"

"The clothes can be returned to you, but can you make the people in the video wear clothes?" Song Tingchen curled his lips and sneered. He turned and sat on the sofa, overlapping his eyes gracefully. Legs, a pair of dark eyes staring at Qin Youle.

"What do you want?" Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen and asked him directly what his purpose was.

"It's all like this. You can still ask such naive questions. I need you to come back to me and have fun at any time. If you don't want to, I'll put this video Po online. "

"You!"

"I think if someone you know sees this between you and your ex boyfriend. The video of the bed will be surprised. After all, you are so clean. " Song Tingchen squints at Qin Youle and smiles.

Qin Youle just feels creepy.

"Despicable. We broke up and separated for so many years. Why are you pestering me? "

"You pestered me first today. And why am I pestering you? " Song Tingchen raised his head, held the red wine cup in his hand, appreciated the precious red liquid, and said with a smile: "it's probably to revenge you. I won't forget you dumping me in my life." Song Tingchen looked at her, her eyebrows slightly picked, and her voice was cold.

Such a proud man was dumped. Of course, he will never forget it in his life.

Qin Youle smiled bitterly and closed his eyes. His face was unprecedented despair and fatigue: "song Tingchen, I repeat, give me back my clothes."

"Yes?" Song Tingchen put down his overlapping legs and reached out to pick up Qin Youle's dress. He looked at Qin Youle's thin lips and smiled coldly.

Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen and raised a sarcastic smile: "you said that. Can I object? Objection. You'll only put the video Po online, and then my father will know about it. You're good at holding my seven inches. "