Her beautiful collarbones and just the right figure made me fascinated by the sight of her.
However, imagination is always beautiful
When Zhong Zhenzhen saw Song Zixuan, his eyes widened and he blurted out: "How long do you want to lock me up?"
Wen Qingqing opened her mouth wide and could no longer close it.
The veins on Song Zixuan's forehead were twitching, and he stared at Zhong Zhenzhen fiercely, feeling like an idiot for doing all this in exchange for this sentence.
At this moment, I just want to strangle this woman to death with my own hands.
He walked straight past her and gently hugged Wen Qingqing's waist. Wen Qingqing's mouth that had just been closed opened wide again.
"Do you miss me during this time?" Song Zixuan asked gently
"Well?" Even though she knew Song Zixuan was acting, Wen Qingqing still couldn't help but fell into Song Zixuan's arms, "It's incredible."
"I've worked hard on you during this time. Today I took the time to book a hotel to invite you to dine as soon as I got off the plane. How do you feel?" Song Zixuan's eyes glanced at Zhong Zhenzhen, but he didn't stop for a moment.
Zhong Zhenzhen felt that the air around him had become colder.
Wen Qingqing looked at Zhong Zhenzhen awkwardly, then her face returned to calm, and she smiled at Song Zixuan
"Beautiful lady, is this smile blooming just for me?" Song Zixuan looked at Wen Qingqing tenderly, but he kept observing Zhong Zhenzhen's expression from the corner of his eye.
"Of course, cheers to me for being the heroine of this banquet," Wen Qingqing replied following Song Zixuan's words.
"You have always been the protagonist." After Song Zixuan said this, he turned to Zhong Zhenzhen and said, "You, come here and pour the wine."
But what annoyed him was that Zhong Zhenzhen actually dared to come over with a smile on his face and thoughtfully said: "I am honored to serve you two."
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After the whole dinner, Song Zixuan only felt that it was boring. No matter how provocative he was, Zhong Zhenzhen was indifferent, damn woman!
The atmosphere between the two people is very strange, so strange. This is Wen Qingqing's only thought
Afterwards, Song Zixuan stood up and said to Wen Qingqing: "I will take you home."
Then, he glanced at Zhong Zhenzhen and handed her the key in his hand, "Drive my car back and have it inspected. I won't be back tonight."