Mr.President, don't be too bad

Gut means the play is over.

But she didn't want to end. Si Mo stood behind her. How would she face it?

In particular, he still has his new lover on his arm.

Seeing Xia Yiwan's embarrassment, Yan Xiao hurried to meet him and greeted the visitor with a smile: "Mr. Si, Tang Shao, are you visiting the class?"

Si Mo nodded slightly. His handsome face was so cold and solemn.

"Why are you here?" Tang Jin looked at Yan Xiao unexpectedly.

"I'm a makeup artist at night." Yan smiled proudly.

Tang Jin suddenly said, "no wonder." Then he nuzui in the distance: "is it finished in the evening?"

"Well, I don't have her part this afternoon." Yan smiled at Xia Yiwan, who didn't want to turn around, and smiled at Si Mo: "why, are you looking for her?"

"No." Si Mo looked cold and spit out two. He turned his head and frowned at Yu Han: "let's go."

Tang Jin winked at Si Nuan Qian, and then shouted to Xia Yiwan: "late! Summer is late! "

"Someone is calling you." Nie Yu took a deep look at Xia Yiwan and reminded him.

The two men were well-dressed and had an extraordinary bearing. At first glance, they knew that they were worth more than 100 million yuan. No wonder she didn't look at her almost soft rice behavior.

Xia Yiwan had planned to leave quietly, but Tang Jin called her so openly. If she ignored it, it would be unreasonable.

With a sigh, Xia Yiwan slowly turned around and waved to Tang Jin.

"Come here, late! Let me introduce you to a friend. " Tang Jin waved to her.

Xia Yiwan bit his teeth. Tang Jin's two goods were definitely intentional.

There are five people standing there. She knows four. It goes without saying who Tang Jin wants to introduce to her.

Trying to keep himself straight, Xia Yi went step by step.

Si Mo's handsome face magnified inch by inch, and her heart beat faster and faster, with a bit of joy and a bit of sour.

She never thought that her emotions would be so complicated when she saw Simo again.

She wanted to look at him carefully, but she was afraid to see him.

"Mo, I want to hang Weiya. Can you tell the director?" Just when Xia Yi came to a few people in the evening, Si Nuan opened his mouth with a thousand whines.

She held Si Mo's arm and rubbed her face on Si Mo's arm when she spoke, just like a clever kitten.

A sound of "ink" fried Xia Yiwan's mind blank and his throat choked. He immediately forgot what he had just thought.

Si Mo frowned, looked fiercely at his sister and asked with his eyes, "what demon do you want to be?"

"Oh, please cooperate." Si Nuan Qian winked at him and begged with his eyes.

And this scene falls in the eyes of Xia Yiwan, but it is the expression of red fruit.

My heart suddenly filled with deep displeasure. Xia Yi looked cool in the evening. "Tang Shao, call me if you have something to say. I'm tired and I'm going to have a rest."

Xia Yiwan didn't look at other people's reaction and turned around and left.

Tang Jin, a big liar, said that she was very special to him.

What a fart!

It's just a few days since he left. He shows off with his beautiful new love. Is that special?

"Mo, who is she?" Si Nuan asked in a whiny voice.

Si Mo's eyes were cold and clenched his teeth to spit out three words: "I don't know."

She hated him so much that she didn't even look at him.