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I'm not an escort

Qian Qianqian narrowed her eyes and examined Shi Jing's face. The next second, she immediately mentally denied this possibility that even she herself could not believe.

If she is caught in the mirror of time, she must have committed some heinous and heinous act of murder and arson in her previous life.

Just when her mind was wandering, Shi Jing raised her eyebrows and said, "Qian Qianqian, are you secretly in love with me?"

Hearing this, Qian Qianqian was stunned. There was a lump of air in his chest and he couldn't make a sound.

What did he just say? She has a crush on him!!!

If possible, she could not wait to pick up the tray in her hand and slap it on his head to make him wake up completely.

Even if she, Qian Qianqian, were blind and had a stupid brain, there was no way she would have a crush on a big devil like him, you bad boy!

Glancing at him angrily, she sneered: "Mr. Shi, you really know how to joke."

She must maintain her grace and never conflict with such a person.

She knew very well that the result of the conflict with Shi Jing would be her defeat, and she would not automatically seek death.

"Then why do I always see you wherever I appear?"

Shi Jing looked at her and smiled a little evilly, smiling because of this unexpected encounter.

"It's just a coincidence."

Qian Qianqian pursed her lips, God knows how much she didn't want this kind of coincidence to happen to her;

God knows how much she doesn't want to see Shi Jing, but God always allows her to live in peace for a few days, and the unlucky day comes again.

Pushing the wine in front of Shi Jing, she lost no time in sarcastically saying: "Mr. Shi, I heard that the alcohol in Satan's Kiss is very strong. After drinking it, you can have a good sleep and then have a sweet dream."

She roundly mocked him for daydreaming and said she had a crush on him?

This capitalist feels really good about himself. Speaking of which, it's all because of those nymphomaniacs.

It wasn't that Shi Jing didn't hear the contempt in her words. It was rare for her to be so good-tempered that she didn't care.

Seeing Qian Qianqian turn around and leave, he said quietly: "Qian Qianqian, come over and drink with her."

With one word, Qian Qianqian took back the steps she had just taken, feeling a little annoyed. She turned around and looked at him, with anger flashing in her eyes.

"I'm not an escort."

"From now on, you are."

He reached out domineeringly and pulled her to sit on the sofa next to him. When Qian Qianqian stood up and wanted to leave, a cold voice passed through her ears seemingly casually: "Pay back the money."

Just these two words made Qian Qianqian immediately sit down on the sofa and stop struggling.

Seeing her unwillingness, the corners of Shi Jing's mouth twitched slightly.

Sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, he picked up "Satan's Kiss" and took a sip. Then he heard Qian Qianqian gritting her teeth and looking at him, saying in a cold voice:

"I said, even if I work like a cow or a horse, I will return the money to you. You don't need to remind me from time to time."

As a rich and unkind vampire, I curse you to choke to death on wine, choke to death!!!

But seeing Shi Jing's lips curl up casually, he put Satan's Kiss back on the coffee table, turned his head, and looked at her face with a pair of weird eyes for a long time.

The hairs all over Qian Qianqian's body began to stand up one by one.

What does this capitalist want to do? Why is he staring at her like this?

This shameless person wouldn't really treat her as an escort, eating, drinking and sleeping with her, right?

She was staring at Shi Jing with a defensive look on her face, but she saw Shi Jing withdrew his gaze from her face.

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