Song Nanxiang, who was "familiar" with the snow leopard, sat leisurely on the swing not far away, and there was no more panic at the beginning.

And she found that the snow leopard had become a sperm! Sometimes she could see the human ...... in its eyes Abandon. She was actually disgusted by a snow leopard, how could she bear it? It's a pity that she was cowardly as soon as she arrived in front of the snow leopard. No matter what, it's a beast!

The swing swayed, and Song Nanxiang shouted even more relaxedly.

"Ahh

Yun Huang, who had just come back, heard this, and then caught a glimpse of Song Nanxiang swinging in the air, her face was instantly solemn, she walked over quickly, and stretched out her hand to catch her......

Song Nanxiang, who let go of herself, didn't know that her actions had caused Yunhuang's misunderstanding, and she hummed a song in a good mood.

The snow leopard on the side couldn't bear to look at it and turned its head, covering its ears with its two paws.

Yun Huang: "?"

Just as he was puzzled, he heard Song Nanxiang's excited voice: "Crispy, you're back! ”

The swing flew a little high, and it took a lot of effort to stop steadily.

Stepping on the ground on tiptoe, Song Nanxiang walked towards Yunhuang with a smile and grabbed her arm with one hand: "Crispy, is there anything fun to do in the army?"

Yun Huang quietly pulled out her arm, glanced at the old ghost who was pretending to be dead, and walked towards the back room.

A faint word came: "No." ”

*

After resting at home for two days, Yunhuang received a message from Tong Hua.

Tong Hua: [I have received the endorsement of XY's new season of ready-to-wear for you, and the shooting time is on the 24th of this month, you can prepare]

As soon as I finished replying to the message, a new text message popped up on my mobile phone, which was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

However, Yun Huang, who had an excellent memory, remembered at a glance that this string of numbers was exactly the same as the number when Ji Yunqiong texted her a few days ago.

Yunhuang frowned and clicked on the text message.

In my eyes, I said: Kitten, do you miss you?

Yunhuang: "......"

Ignoring it, she turned off her phone directly.

As if knowing that she wouldn't reply, a new text message came in the phone after a minute.

Although he knew that the other party would not say anything good, Yun Huang still patiently clicked on it.

This time, the other party sent a photo. There is nothing else in the photo, just a white tiger cub sleeping on the sofa.

Yunhuang didn't understand. What do you mean?

Before she could figure it out, the other party sent a few photos of the white tiger cubs in different poses.

In the last shot, the white tiger cub stared blankly at the camera, completely unaware of what was happening.

After less than a minute of pause, another message came in. This time it's not a photo, it's a sentence.

[Look, it doesn't look like you]

Yun Huang pinched her phone, but the slightly pursed lips and the sharp eyes that exuded coldness all revealed her emotions. After a while, she typed a sentence on the screen with her fingertips and sent it out.

The other side.

Kyoto Shan Senior Club.

Exclusive VIP Room.

There is one place in the lively box that no one dares to disturb, and that is where Ji Yunqiong is located.

The man was lazily leaning back on the leather sofa, with wine on the low coffee table in front of him, and he was sending a message to someone with his head down.

The crowd was amazed.

Qiong Ye is actually playing with his mobile phone!

Only Congnan, who was standing behind Ji Yunqiong, saw the text message sent by his grandfather through this not close distance.

Seeing the end, Congnan couldn't bear to look at it directly. He hid his face and coughed lightly, but he didn't gladly look at Ji Yunqiong's dark eyes.

Ji Yunqiong: "Uncomfortable throat?"

From the south: "No ......"