Chapter 22: Do You Like Mr. Jin?

Everyone was stunned.

There was a momentary stagnation in the air.

Xu Sangyu seemed to have just finished a game, and put down his phone casually, "Ah." Not interested. ”

Jin Junting raised his eyebrows, and looked at Xu Sangyu's gaze with a little more interest.

Wei Guangqian was not annoyed, as if he had expected that Xu Sangyu would not agree so easily.

He smiled, "You can think again." ”

He took out a wooden plaque and handed it to Xu Sangyu, "This is my token, with this wooden plaque, you can enter the museum of the Art Association at will, and you can participate in various activities organized by the Art Association at will. ”

Xu Sangyu didn't care much about taking the wooden card.

It is also a good red sandalwood, carved with complicated patterns, and the word "Wei" of the small seal is in the middle.

Xu Jiaqian and his wife watched this scene in a trance, and their heads couldn't function as if they were stuffed with cotton.

How could it be Xu Sangyu?

Just that little wooden man?

You can't just say that the thing she carved is a work of art just because of that piece of red sandalwood, right?

I don't know how to eat a dinner.

Mrs. Xu was very happy that someone finally found out that she was well-behaved.

After eating, he pulled Wei Guangqian to chat a lot, and most of the topics focused on how smart Xu Sangyu was when he was a child.

Jin Junting sat on the side and listened with relish, his eyes glanced at Xu Sangyu from time to time, and his eyes were full of connivance.

Xu Sangyu couldn't stand him and looked at him like an idiot, got up and went to the terrace.

The evening breeze blew away the heat, and Xu Sangyu leaned against the fence and took out a lighter and cigarette from his pocket.

The slender and straight fingers of the bamboo shoots hold the cigarette, and the lighter snaps and ignites.

The firelight illuminated her face.

It's cool and sassy.

The lighter played a trick on her fingertips, fell back into her trouser pocket, she took a puff of cigarette, turned around carelessly, put her arm on the railing and looked at the big banyan tree at the gate of the courtyard, faintly puffing out the smoke.

The smoke from his fingertips disappeared from his hand, and Xu Sangyu looked at the man who sneaked to his side at some point.

The beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and a dark light flashed under the eyes.

It was the first time anyone had approached her from a safe distance without her even noticing.

Jin Junting stood beside her, the cigarette turned around his fingertips, and took a puff at the corner of his mouth.

Turning sideways, he looked at Xu Sangyu with a sparkling gaze.

Xu Sangyu's fingers curled.

Annoying, want to hit someone.

Jin Junting's thin lips outlined a wicked arc: "Girls smoking is not good for their skin." ”

Xu Sangyu glanced at Jin Junting, and the tip of his tongue pushed against the roof of his mouth, "Men are easy to smoke ED." ”

Jin Junting was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect her to say such a tiger and wolf words, his Adam's apple rolled, and he smiled lowly.

The voice is low and sexy, like a resonance from the chest, full of magnetism.

"So soon you started caring about my health?"

Jin Junting suddenly leaned over Xu Sangyu's ear and said in his deadly voice, "Do you want to try?"

After speaking, before Xu Sangyu punched him, he dodged, smiled and walked away.

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That night, Xu Sangyu stayed in Xu's house at Mrs. Xu's repeated requests.

She hadn't been there for three years, and her room was still the same.

Xu Sangyu found a white shirt and black slacks from the closet and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When Xu Wanting came to look for her, Xu Sangyu had just finished taking a shower, the towel was pressed against her half-wet hair, and she reached out to open the door.

"Sister, milk before bedtime. ”

Xu Sangyu's sleep is not good, when she was at home in the past, Xu Wanting would send her bedtime milk like now.

Three years have passed, and it seems that nothing has changed, and it seems that nothing has changed.

Xu Sangyu turned sideways, "Come in!"

Xu Wanting put the milk at the head of the bed and sat down next to the edge of the bed, she was petite, her feet dangled back and forth on the edge of the bed, looking a little absent-minded.

"Something?" Xu Sangyu threw the towel aside, walked over, pulled out a chair and sat down, one leg folded on the other, one hand on his knees, and his posture was very big.

Xu Wanting raised her head, and stopped talking: "Sister, do you like Mr. Jin?"