Kiss You, Sweetheart

Standing beside him is song Yankuan, the old man of the Song family. He is a Confucian prime minister. Song Zhixin inherited his good skin. His skin is whiter than a woman's, which makes him very kind.

He looked at Qi Xiaocheng and said, "Xiaocheng, it's time for you to delegate power and call your family shaoxun back from abroad to help you."

Song Yankuan has long retired to the second tier, and song Zhixin is now the president of the Song family. A small number of reporters are pestering him to ask questions.

Qi Xiaocheng laughs: "fast, fast back."

Bo Kun said with a smile: "that is, let shaoxun come back to take charge of Qi's family, so that we three old men can drive around the motherland."

"Yes, that's the wish of the three of us when we were young, but it never came true."

"Now that our sons have grown up, it's time for us to enjoy our happiness."

Three old men talk together. After Bo Jiayan's interview with the reporters, we will never let go of song Zhixin, who is as famous as Bo Jiayan and is also a favorite of the media.

He is warm and very popular with journalists.

Everyone flashed photos at him. The totem pendant on his neck was shining with a mysterious light.

"Song Shao, a reporter recently photographed you and popular movie star Meini back to the villa for a night. Is he your new lover?"

People are more interested in his affairs than in his career.

In the corner of song Zhixin's mouth, he gently lifted up a charming smile, with a fragrance, and approached the pretty face of the female reporter who asked the question.

"Guess!" Tone is a temptation!

Song Zhixin's slightly hot breath touched the female reporter's face, her cheeks quickly flushed, and she almost fainted.

Evil, evil!

The so-called "man in woman" and "woman in man" is song Zhixin's "woman man" appearance, which can make straight men bend.

A little smile is a wonderful portrayal of him.

When the corrupt women see him, they will only have one word in their mind - up!

And a coffee shop opposite Bo's Square, light music like the water on the rockery gurgling, flowing in the coffee shop.

A girl sitting by the window is particularly eye-catching. Almost all the men in the coffee shop look at her.

She was dressed in a fiery red tight skirt, which outlined her graceful and charming posture. She had a small waist, very slim limbs, but her chest was very eye-catching.

This is a beautiful woman full of charm.

She was wearing sunglasses, her expression was slightly cold, but her eyes under the sunglasses were interesting. Her long fingers were as white as snow, ten fingers painted with red nail polish, and red as snow, but they were not vulgar at all, but they were beautiful and dazzling.

She curled her chestnut curly hair with two fingers, slightly tilted her head, and glanced at Song Zhixin on the LCD screen of Bo's building. He was bending over and smiling at the female reporter, who was immediately lost.

The corner of Demi's mouth suddenly stirred up a secret smile.

She took off her sunglasses, a pair of beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, like a cheetah who saw the game of interest, eyes blooming with a trace of excitement.

But that ray of light is not from Song Zhixin's infatuated appearance, but a pendant with mysterious light around his neck.

It takes no effort to find him.