The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

People at the door of the hotel were looking at Song September with some schadenfreude.

Song Jiujiu's step stopped, looked up at the past, and a flash of something flashed in her mind. But when she wanted to grasp it, the silk disappeared again. Her intuition told her that the

woman she had seen

"It should be Ji Chi's fiancee. It looks so beautiful. I didn't know how many streets she left song September."

"People are the real ladies. They are all custom-made clothes, and they can't buy them in China. I really envy that they even took our Ji Da Shen away."

"It's no use being envious. We're always better than someone else. Today we rent a suit of clothes to support the show. As a result, when people showed up a little bit, they compared her to each other. In the past, they thought that she would be able to earn more interest. How about getting so many scholarships? It's not that we have a good life."

Several women in the side of the non-stop gossip, full of contempt for song September, occasionally gave her a pity in the eyes.

Song September's mouth smoked, too lazy to take care of the people next to him. His sight did not stop on Ji Chi's body, standing quietly on one side.

People around her deliberately increase their voices. Now they are more sure that song's clothes are rented. Everyone comes by car. She doesn't even have a car.

Ji Chi had already come to the woman's side at this time, but he was very indifferent to the other side, but he still got on the car and took a look at Song September from the corner of his eye.

Song Jiujiu's eyebrows frowned again, and she always felt that Ji Chi was strange tonight, which made her feel that she couldn't touch the edge. In the past, Ji Chi was a gentle and smooth childe, but now

looking at it, it's unfathomable

She knew that the woman's eyes were away from all the people, falling on her body lightly, with an inexplicable hostility.

She looked up at the past, did not dodge, candidly allow the other side to look at.

The woman seems to be stunned for a moment, the corner of the mouth a hook, turned on the car, the lights flash, left here.

When the two men left, several women at the door of the hotel looked at each other and began to sneer at each other.

"In September of Song Dynasty, have you seen that they are talented and beautiful, and they are very well matched. Let's have a look at you. Poof, take this suit back as soon as possible. If it's dirty, I'm afraid you can't afford to pay for it."

"Good students are just like that."

None of the men around dare to speak for song September. After all, the women who ridiculed song September have some background. If they help, they will have to resign tomorrow.

Professor Liu was the first one to leave. It was because he had gone that these women dared to ridicule so wantonly.

However, in Song's opinion, this is a group of mad dogs. People who only play tricks are really low. She doesn't care to speak.

Several women are talking hard, suddenly found not far away a black car slowly approaching here, lights in the night light up, through the black fog, slowly moving.

"Shit!! Limited edition Bentley! This is the only one in the world

"The license plate number is a string of nine, which The license plate number alone will cost tens of millions! Who the hell is this, such a cow

"It's not only limited edition, but the shape of the car has been modified. Who are you? I really blinded my eyes tonight. I saw such a car in Los Angeles for the first time!

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when people are whispering, they can see the door slowly open. If the car is enough to surprise them, then the people who come down will completely shake their chin

.

"Fu Fu Shao... "

A woman called so low, began to tidy up her make-up, her face immediately became shy, in the winter, she pulled the collar down hard.

"Which Fu Shao? Maybe it's Fu Shao... "

Someone carefully asked such a sentence, saw that some people nodded, his face immediately changed color, the eyes of Fu Tsai looked.

Song Jiujiu saw Fu Tsai coming, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He adjusted the expression on his face and pinched himself secretly to make his face appear a blush.

"Husband, you're too slow to die. How can you come? People's legs are sore. "

When song and September made such a sound, a group of people around were stiff, and some were gloating. This woman really wanted to climb a high branch and want to be crazy. She even seduced Fu Shao shamelessly. What about her beauty? There are more beauties in Luocheng City, and she can't be ranked at all.

Women in Los Angeles who don't want to pick up Fu Shao, but for so many years, no one has succeeded, and the end is still very miserable, everyone is waiting to see song September's joke.

Fu Tsai's footstep, looked at Song September in doubt, and in a flash understood the meaning of the other party. The corner of his mouth was hooked, and he went to the other party's front and slowly stretched out his hand.

The people next to him were flushed with excitement. Song Jiujiu is dead now. He is sure to be slapped by Fu Shaofan and then driven out of Los Angeles.However, something happened

Fu Shao slowly squatted down and kneaded song's legs. His face was so tender that he held each other with one hand.

"I told you not to wear high-heeled shoes. Let me rub them for you."

Song September lowered his head to see the man's serious face. The ghost's face was a little red, and a faint "cough" was heard. However, the play has already started and it has to be performed today.

"Honey, you are so kind."

She threw herself into the other party's arms, and Fu Tsai took her body with her. Her smile almost didn't stop, but he still had to play the role of a gentle and good husband,

reached out and rubbed her head.

"You are my wife, not good to you, good to whom, good."

Said, will song September embraces in the bosom, two people greasy askew left here.

All the people who were still in place were silent. A cold wind blew. All the people picked up their chins on the ground, looked at each other, and finally pinched themselves.

"It was Fu Shao? "

It's not that Fu Shao is uncertain and has a bad temper, but he is gentle like a pool of water to the man in September of Song Dynasty

Several women's faces are already pale and pale. Now I find that it is not afraid of them to argue with them in September of Song Dynasty, but that people disdain to talk to them at all. Is there anything more hurtful than this.

On the far-off car, Fu Tsai's face darkened after getting on the car, and his eyes were fixed on the front. Until he drove the car to the villa, he opened the door with a "bang" and pulled song Jiujiu down.

Song September was pulled by the other side some muddled force, stumbled after him, into the living room, was pushed on the sofa by him.

As soon as she looked up, she put on her cold eyes and pulled at the corners of her mouth, which was what madness she had.

"Who is that man?"