new number."

Xia Qingcheng took a glance and found that what Ye Ling wrote this time was actually her real number. She couldn't help but feel a little curious. What about Wu Xie impressed Ye Ling? Is it just because he was fun? Liu Jun frowned.

, I don’t know what Ye Ling values ​​​​about this kid.

"No wonder I can't get through your call." Wu Xie took the note and put it into his pants pocket, sighing in a pretentious manner.

Ye Ling nodded with satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, having settled a worry! Fortunately, Wu Xie didn't find anything, but she had no idea that Wu Xie actually knew it from the beginning.

"Wu Xie, you really value sex over friends." Ye Chen said sarcastically to Wu Xie.

"You're right to value sex over friends, but we're not friends yet, are we?"

Ye Chen was a little helpless, "Okay! You boy, you are so vindictive!" He looked very disappointed. In response, Ye Ling showed him a victorious smile, and Xia Qingcheng smiled...

It was almost twelve o'clock when Wu Xie came home. He opened the door quietly. There was still a faint light in the living room. Wu Xie thought that Tang Jingxuan and Tang Tang had fallen asleep, so he walked gently to his room. At this time

, Tang Jingxuan's door opened, and Tang Jingxuan walked out and smiled gently at Wu Xie.

At that moment, Wu Xie's heartbeat quickened. There was a special feeling in his heart. Perhaps it could be described as warmth. Is this the feeling of home?

"You must be hungry when you come back so late. I made porridge, you can drink some to fill your stomach!" Tang Jingxuan said, and went to the kitchen to bring out a bowl of porridge. Wu Xie sat down on the chair beside the table, a little stupidly.

It wasn't until Tang Jingxuan handed the spoon to him that he realized what he said. He suddenly remembered a sentence in his heart, no matter when you go home, no matter how late it is, there will always be a light on for you and a person waiting for you.

is home.

Wu Xie took the spoon in a hurry. Tang Jingxuan saw this and smiled softly, "You must have drank too much today, right?"

"Well, my colleagues are all so enthusiastic." Wu Xie smiled to ease his embarrassment, and then asked, "How long has Tang Tang been asleep?"

"About half an hour. I wanted to wait for you to come back, but it was too late."

"Feel sorry."

"It's okay, it's not a big deal. Besides, isn't this a normal thing?"

Wu Xie smiled gratefully at Tang Jingxuan. Looking at the eight-treasure porridge with wolfberry and lotus seeds in front of him, Wu Xie took a bite. It tasted very good, sweet but not greasy. Wu Xie's appetite suddenly increased and he quickly consumed it.

"I'll fill another bowl for you." After watching Wu Xie finish drinking, Tang Jingxuan picked up the bowl and said.

"I'll go by myself!" Wu Xie stood up and reached out to get the bowl, but accidentally touched Tang Jingxuan's slender and beautiful fingers.

Tang Jingxuan's face turned red, she "snatched" the bowl and walked to the kitchen in a panic.

Looking at Tang Jingxuan's running back, Wu Xie's heart moved. Although she was older than him, she was even more naive than Tang Tang in terms of relationships. Thinking of Liu Jun, Wu Xie made up his mind that he must not

Let him hurt Jingxuan!

At the Shanghai Qinglong Gang headquarters, a classical woman wearing a cheongsam stood on the balcony on the second floor. The breeze blew gently, lifting the hem of the cheongsam, occasionally revealing the woman's pink, round and slender thighs. Behind her stood a sculpture-like face with Chinese characters.

middle-aged man.

As the heir of the Qinglong Gang, Qiu Yuqing has a lot to do every day, and listening to this man with a Chinese character talking about the news about Shanghai gangs is one of the things he must do.

She looks like she is only twenty years old, but her pretty face reveals her maturity and beauty, and there is an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura in her softness. She is wearing a red high-cut cheongsam, and her skin is like snow, and her skin is as soft as snow.

Under the bright light, she looks like a blooming white lotus, and her charming white legs bloom silently in the black.

"You mean, a member of the Wild Wolf Gang was beaten by a driver?"

After listening to the report of the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, Qiu Yuqing chose one thing that she was more interested in and asked.

"Yes." The man with the Chinese character's face didn't talk much and spoke concisely.

"Although the members of the Wild Wolf Gang are just some small gangsters, not a big gang, and are not taken seriously by "those people" at all, after all, there are dozens of them. What kind of driver has such ability?"
Chapter completed!