Madam, president loves you secrectly

His figure quickly disappeared in front of song Manxi, and he took away the unique oppression on him.

After Song Manxi returned to his senses, he turned and looked back, but he could only see that he had entered the elevator behind her and pressed the floor button. He looked at her straight in his bright eyes. There were a lot of things written in those eyes, as if there was nothing.

Until the moment the elevator door closed, his vision slowly retracted and fell on the mobile phone screen in his hand.

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What is this.

What is this.

Song Manxi sat on the chair in the lounge with his skirt, threw his handbag in front of the dressing table, looked up at himself who was a little pale in the mirror, and couldn't help but get upset.

After agreeable for a long time, he took the handbag open, took out a box of red powder in his box, and painted some of his cheeks in the mirror.

It doesn't look like a zombie face.

"Didi, Didi." the two voices sounded from his handbag. Song Manxi turned out his mobile phone. It was a text message.

It's a number I've never seen before.

After clicking on it, I realized that Jun Xiao sent it to me. I just returned an expression that others owed you 80 million. Now I send a text message again. What do you mean.

But how did he know his new number?

The message reads as follows: "I'll see you in the underground parking lot after today's banquet. I have something for you. - ----- Jun Xiao."

Stuff?

What's that?

The ring was also given. She didn't take it away when she left Jun's house at the beginning. Now it's returned to its owner. What else does she have to give it to her after the party?

Although she could not guess or prove it immediately, her heart sank unconsciously, and a bad premonition gradually surged up.

Also no longer entangled in Junxiao how to know his number, but trapped in his text message.

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After playing with Yu Ya, Qi ran finally took the new handsome man to the lounge.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw song Manxi's expression of meditation alone.

Can't help asking her, "Manxi, Manxi, what are you staring at?"

She called several times, and song man came back to the gods, subconsciously put the mobile phone on the table into her handbag, and then she pretended to calmly lift her eyes and hold the red powder of her cheeks to keep feeling, looking at them from the rearview mirror, "are you back?"

She smiled, but she didn't smile.

Qi ran threw himself into the sofa and was very tired.

"Yes, I've played it all the way down from the tenth floor. You said how I didn't know before. This hotel can not only live people, but also play these tricks. What golf gym, karaoke hall, private rooms, and private rooms. If it's a big hotel, it will make money."

Song Manxi just smiled.

Yu Ya sat down and quietly ate the dessert with her.

"Hey, handsome boy, aren't you coming in yet?"

Qi Ran Ran shouted to the outside, and song Manxi's eyes instinctively looked outside.

The man was dressed in a blue suit and wore an old center parting that didn't match his age.

"Just came in. I just had a word with my friend."

Song Manxi understood this sound. Who else but le Chengyu, who doesn't know how to live or die?

The last time I said goodbye, I haven't seen you for several days. Song Manxi thought he was deliberately avoiding her because of her refusal. I didn't know that the handsome guy who is good at mixing wine in Qi Ranran's mouth is Le Chengyu.