Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“Please let me go...”

“Please? If it helps, your family won't go bankrupt!” The man grinned and grabbed her hair: “The grandfathers waited so long in the room, you and him. Mom said run and run? It's not as simple as returning 80,000 yuan to sweep away your grandfather's enthusiasm. You want to be free? Then ask the people around you, who can come to Zijingcheng are not short of money, see who will buy you? I'm not paying much, either. Ten times! Eight hundred thousand! ”

Ling Xuanye cried desperately. The sharp cry also brought only the finger points of those around her, and no one would come forward.

When she heard this cry, Seasonal Warm shook up, and the images she had tried to forget in her previous life kept coming into her head, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She pressed her heart to her throat, couldn't help but turn around and shout at the crowd behind her. She bought it, it was 800,000. She bought it!

“I'll buy it. ”

Suddenly someone talks, but the sound isn't from the warmth of the season!

It's Qin Shiting.

Upon hearing these two words, Ling Xuan dared not believe to lift up the wolf's face, more in the crowd when he saw that it was Qin Shiting, he instantly cried out. The crying despair seemed to finally find a life, such a complex sadness is difficult to describe.

The chanting song was more in Qin Shiting's opening moments, his eyes looked straight in his direction, something seemed to be gradually tearing apart in his eyes.

However, Qin Shiting never looked at her, only coldly said: “I bought it, don't let people go? ”

Those who can appear in the Purple Crystal City club are indeed uppermost generations with a bit of status. The Qin family is one of the four big families of Haicheng, and must also be prominent statements.

The man who grabbed Ling Xuan recognized Qin Shiting. If he was about to scold someone, he choked back. He just questioned: "Prince Qin? Are you sure you want to buy her? ”

“I won't say it again.” Qin Shiting's eyes were cold.

The man had to let go. As soon as Ling Xuan was free, he ran in the direction of Qin Shiting, and then he slammed in front of him. Qin Shiting avoided her reaching for him with no expression. He didn't let her touch him. He kept his distance, but threw his coat in the arm bend at Ling Xuan, who had almost half his body exposed.

Ling Xuan trembled, dared not touch him again, hurriedly wrapped his coat around himself, then carefully shrunk his head behind him, instinctively seeking his refuge.

The people around him have begun to steal whispers. It seems that Ling Xuan was still engaged to the grandfather of the Qin family before. Although the two men were unsuccessful, I didn't expect that after so many years, Prince Qin could still be so wary.

The singer kept staring at Qin Shiting, and she kept staring at Ling Xuan as she ran behind him.

Qin Shiting never looked at her.

……

The crowd gradually dissipated, and this seemingly farce finally stopped, and the season turned warm to find out when the song was actually gone.

“When did the lady leave? ”

“The scene just now was enough to give her heart, she still won't leave, why don't you just stand here and wait for us to say some hypocritical comfort to her?” Nan Heng was beside him, holding a bronze lighter in his hand, carelessly playing with the handle.

As he said, he glanced at the warmth of the season. “You don't look so good. I didn't know you were the one who thought you were being bullied by someone who had just been crushed on the ground. It was not Miss Ling, but you. ”

Ink's eyes still linger on the warm eyebrows of the season: “Is it still uncomfortable? ”

He did see Seasonal Warm's unusual face, but her eyes were flooded with emotions that did not escape his eyes.

Seasonal warmth shook her head, meaning that she had nothing to do, then turned her head and glanced at Nanxiang, who was barely seven inches talkative: “I just couldn't watch it. Everyone in this club is not rich or expensive. Eating a seafood meal transported back from overseas can cost hundreds of thousands. The kind of life-saving thing just now, nobody did. ”

Nanheng star: “The business world is the place to eat human blood buns. These are the nobles who mix up in the famous field. Everyone understands that no one can touch them. Just a bankrupt girl, Ling family is gradually going down because of retaliation, so there are a lot of potential enemies, who will offend for such a useless little girl? ”

Seasonal warmth and red lips bent, smiling faintly: "You can really find a good reason for your ruthlessness in cold blood. ”

Nan Heng raised his eyebrows and scoffed: “Since when has Miss Ji become such a jealous and vengeful person? ”

Seasonal warmth hasn't said much, but obviously not in a good mood.

Nan Heng smiled and walked back: “This is a mess, me and him. Before Mom's birthday was over, she ran out to watch this kind of eight-point dog blood drama. Qin's business let him take care of it himself. Didn't you say that a woman would be in a good mood if she ate the cake? Miss Ji, let's go. Go back to the box and have some cake. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

What a big heart.

Mo Jingdeep didn't look at Nanheng. He looked down at the warmth of the season: “Do you want to go home or eat cake? ”

“Eat the cake, even though the lady is gone, after all, the cake was bought deliberately and not wasted. ”

In order to eat a few pieces of cake, Seasonal Warm dragged Mo Jing deep back to the box. She wanted Nan Heng for her birthday to cut the cake, but Nan Heng threw the knife and fork at her: “I'm not interested in this sweet thing if I want to cut myself. ”

Seeing the depth of ink, I didn't plan to eat it either. Seasonal warmth simply cut a few pieces by hand, and accidentally put the cream on my finger into my mouth to taste.

It's sweet.

Cherry flavor, even some cherry wine in the cream.

……

Nan Heng and Mo Jing talked deeply about some business dealings.

During this time, Waiter occasionally comes in to bring wine and then juice for the seasonal warmth.

Seasonal warmth did not eat at night, so this whole 10-inch double layer of cake was eaten by herself, and she drank three or four cups of juice.

Until the end, the song never came back, Qin Shiting was even more unclear.

They were about to leave the box, and the warmth of the season followed them, and as they stood up, they put their feet on the deep side of the ink, their feet floated, their cheeks were less obvious red, their eyes smoked, and they leaned lazily on his shoulders.

Mo Jing deeply saw that this was obviously a shallow state of drunkenness, and held her directly, in case she accidentally fell down, and frowned coldly, obviously I didn't expect her to get drunk like this.

“Is she drunk?” Nan Heng was just about to go out and looked back.

Seasonal warmth shook his head, lifting his hand and waving it twice: "No, I've been drinking fruit juice and not drinking. ”