Madam, president loves you secrectly

When song Qianqian proposed to meet Jun Xiao, song Manxi stared at her face for a while. The smile on her white and exquisite face was shallow.

I can't help it. Her mood is much better.

"Sister, you're like this now. Forget it. I've sent someone to inquire about the club. If there's any news, I'll tell you."

Song Qianqian now has waist, foot and heart injuries. None of them is intact. Since things are like this, it's better to take advantage of this opportunity to have a good rest at home.

Song shallow smiled: "OK, since you have plans, I don't know about it."

Song Manxi took his glass of milk and drank it for two, but song Qianqian seemed to think of something and asked suspiciously, "I said sissy, since you already know where ah Xiao is now, why aren't you in a hurry? According to my guess, I thought you would stay there."

According to the truth, song Manxi himself imagined many scenes of meeting brother Junxiao again, either sad, happy, or at a loss.

But she never really thought of the scene like yesterday. When she saw it, she really couldn't control her emotions and even scolded him, although she didn't remember what she scolded.

But after scolding, I stood at the door of the club and looked up at everything, but I felt calm again.

Maybe it's because of peace of mind.

The man she was waiting for finally came back.

In good condition, had a very good life, and came back without sleeping on the street or being black and blue.

"Sissy, sissy... What are you staring at?"

She meditated for a long time. Her eyes hung slightly and looked at the table without blinking. Song Qianqian couldn't help calling her twice.

Song Manxi looked back and smiled back: "Oh, it's all right. I was just thinking about things, sister. Don't worry. Now that you know where brother Junxiao is, the monk can't run away from the temple unless he never steps into the club."

In fact, there are many possibilities. For example, in order to avoid them, he transferred the club, sold the club, and went abroad.

All this is possible, but I don't know why. Song Manxi thinks he won't, because he can't ignore Gu mingshuang and Jun Yanchen.

Recently, their movements are really not big, but the undercurrent of Jun's family is surging up and down. You fight with me. He is so hidden in Jiangcheng that he can't hear any news.

His goal is them, and her goal is also them. Since he has the same goal, it is impossible not to meet.

Last night, Jun Xiao kicked her out in front of the waiters. She knew that she couldn't get in the club for the time being. He might not show up if he blocked him. It's better to find another opportunity.

But if Zhou danruo brazenly discussed business with those people in that club, doesn't brother Junxiao know at all? Here, there may be something else.

"You are two by one, and you don't know what you are thinking all day. Since there is a misunderstanding in the middle, tell me the misunderstanding as soon as possible. How many seven years of life can you squander?"

Song Qianqian thought that the two people he cared about most in his heart could finally meet again. The future days may be more and more smooth, and the smile on his face has been filled with.

The physical pain seems to have been forgotten.

"I see, sister. You always think of us first. What about yourself? What about yourself and..."