0108 The best looking hand in the world

Di Ye Shan has seen a lot of women, but he doesn't know if he thinks Song Jing is trying to capture the past, but he is more interested.

DYS: [Picture], [Picture], [Picture]

He posted several selfie photos in a row, and it could be seen that they had just been taken, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a suit and looking like a dog, handsome and compelling, holding his tie slightly with one hand, and the tips of his fingers were white and slender, which ordinary women would definitely not be able to hold.

DYS: [This is all what I just took, no P, you shouldn't be P's photo and don't dare to meet people, right?]

Song Jing didn't rush to scold him at this time, because when she saw this group of photos just now, she couldn't help but think that if Di Nanchao took a group of such photos, how deadly would it be, and she could still keep her sanity?

If Di Ye Shan knew that this woman was fantasizing about his brother through his photos, he would probably have to kill him with a knife on the spot.

Song Jing retracted her mind full of waste and imagined, and she didn't know if Di Nanchao's wound was good, she still had to ask later, and she would fool Di Ye Shan first.

Song Jing: [Of course not, I just don't like you, I'm really not interested in getting married in the game, big guy, you better let me go, how can I afford to provoke your harem group]

This person's gossip is slaughtered on the forum every week, there are countless girls who want to die or live for him, and there are many boys who play women's accounts, if Song Jing is adding it, it will be bloody.

DYS: [Are you afraid of what people will say about you?, are you afraid of this when you marry me?]

DYS: [Tsk, forget it, don't do that to me, I'm not interested.] 】

He has seen a lot of this kind of woman in the game, and at first he was reserved twice and said he didn't want to, and he soon became less reserved when he chatted and threw money, and Di Yeshan also looked at the photos of Song Jing's circle of friends and had a few points of eye edge, if the relationship was close, it was okay to meet in reality.

After all, he can separate the game from reality, even if he can intersect with him in the game, it is impossible to hook up with reality.

Damn, this man's paranoia is in the advanced stages!

She held his brother in front of her, let alone him?

However, Song Jing still maintains his good image at the moment.

Song Jing: [Big guy, we don't have a chance, you block it, can't I block it?]

DYS:【?】

It seems that he feels that he has never been blocked, and of course he has no interest in shocking Song Jing's approach again, and the big guy decisively blocked Song Jing first.

Song Jing replied with a full stop, and when he saw a red exclamation mark, he was immediately relieved.

But then she was worried, damn this person wouldn't announce his personal vendetta in the game to hunt down herself, right?

Not really, if the communiqué has a personal vendetta against her, she will go to the forum to announce the person's real identity, so that his business opponents can see what kind of virtue this person is, and then the media will start to make waves, and it will be a bloody storm!

I didn't expect to know the identity of Di Ye Dan, Song Jing really didn't have any interest, but I didn't expect this person to play so wild in the game in line with his name, she was still a little worried about Di Nan Chao, seeing that the time was almost two hours, if the wound was healed, it should be almost the same?

She sent a message to Di Nanchao, [Are your injuries healed?]

Di Nanchao returned quickly this time, and he only sent a photo to Song Jing.

The photo is a pair of hands, Song Jing has seen countless beautiful hands, including Di Yedan's hands just now, which are also good-looking, but she just feels that no pair of hands can compare to the man in front of her.

It is clean, the bones are distinct, fair, the skin is delicate, it looks like a work of art, and even a pair of hands has its own soft light.