The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Are you friends of Wei Ming?" The woman smiled and said, "Wei Ming and I grew up together."

Gu Lingling looks at Liu Qing and doesn't know if she knows her?

"You are Liu Qing, aren't you? I've heard of you. I've always wanted to know you, but I didn't expect to meet you here." Like knowing Gu Lingling's thoughts, the woman smiled and said, "my name is Jia Qingqing."

Even know Liu Qing's name? This is a little interesting.

Gu Lingling looked at Liu Qing with worry. Since the woman came, Liu Qing was silent and didn't speak anymore.

"Qingqing." Zhou Weiming shouted.

"Yes." Jia Qingqing smiled and tilted her head at him. How cute she looked!

But judging from her dress, it seems a little strange.

It's clearly the Royal sister route, but it's just to pretend to be pure and cute.

Liu Qing smiled and looked down at the food on the table. It was clear that it was delicious just now. Now how can it feel like chewing wax.

"Jia Qingqing, I didn't call you." Zhou Weiming said anxiously with a dark face.

Qingqing and Qingqing have the same pronunciation and different words.

This is also the first time Gu Lingling saw other expressions on his face.

"Oh." Jia Qingqing answered with a smile.

Zhou Weiming felt powerless as he punched cotton.

Looking at the insipid Liu Qing, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Does she really have no feelings for herself? Otherwise, if you see other women sitting next to you, shouldn't you be jealous?

I can't help feeling a little discouraged.

"I'm having dinner with my friends. Can you please leave?" Zhou Weiming said politely to Jia Qingqing.

"Oh, sorry to disturb you." Jia Qingqing said with a smile, "then I'll go first, and I'll find you later."

With that, he gracefully took the bag he put on the table and nodded to Gu Lingling and Liu Qing.

be gone.

It's a great role.

Just against Liu Qing's violent temper, he fought with this eight faced Jia Qingqing, which was simply a move to death.

"No more." Liu Qing put down his chopsticks and glanced at Jia Qingqing, who had already walked to the door. The red color was dazzling.

Zhou Weiming didn't speak, let alone explain.

Gu Lingling was also drunk with these two people.

After dinner, they were sent to Yao's house, and Zhou Weiming left.

"This is a broken reception. I want to see his green plum." Liu Qing said sour, closed the door and went in with Gu Lingling.

"Aren't you and Zhou Weiming also green plum?" Gu Lingling said with a smile, "Xiaoqing, if you like it, you'll catch it."

"What?" Liu Qing let go of her short hair around that end. "You say I like him? That piece of wood? How is this possible?"

She shook her head.

"Even if I like the ugly bird in your tree, I won't like him." Liu Qing pointed to the blackbird that was lazily combing its feathers on the tree.

The blackbird King lying with a gun inexplicably, "..."

What do you mean by that?

Is it female? It doesn't like Liu Qing.

After thinking for a while, the blackbird king felt that he had to find a male bird to show his love as soon as possible. Don't always regard it as a single bird. The blackbird king is very famous in the bird world.

Those male birds who want to have dinner with him don't know where to line up now.

Besides, pay attention to your words!

Where is it ugly?

Liu Qing, are you short-sighted or have problems?

No wonder even high-quality men like Zhou Weiming can't be seen.

Deserve a single dog!