0042 Dreaming before you even sleep at night?
Damn.
This woman is still provocative, and Ah rolled up her sleeves to prove her dignity as a martial arts champion.
But he was still stopped by Song Yanqing.
"Touch your finger and you'll go?"
Qiao Jin is just a girl, no matter how much he doesn't watch his bodyguard beat a girl.
Qiao Jin nodded: "Yes." โ
Touch it and go, definitely not take advantage.
Song Yanqing nodded: "Then you can come up." โ
Ah Another and the bodyguards: "......"
Ah Yan's voice was very miserable: "Young master, don't you, how can such a woman touch your noble body!!! She doesn't even deserve to touch a single hair of you!"
Qiao Jin went upstairs with his skirt, and gave Ah another sneer by the way: "What age are you playing?"
Another: "......"
If Ah Another knew her true identity, he would definitely say that you and others would be embarrassed.
Qiao Jin went upstairs.
Song Yanqing's room is the same as others, elegant and clean.
The furnishings are all very elegant wooden style, with only some necessary modern amenities, and the style of this room is also close.
On the whole, Song Yanqing really looks like a real young master raised by a big family.
Elegant and noble, with others, not a world.
Song Yanqing sat on the rattan chair by the balcony and did not move.
Qiao Jin walked over, and Ah Yan came up with her, following tightly, his eyes were like radar, and he couldn't wait to burn a hole in Qiao Jin's body.
Qiao Jin walked up to Song Yanqing, and he slowly stretched out his left hand.
Slender and beautiful, with well-defined white fingers, on the thumb, wearing a valuable jade wrench.
Green and transparent, it is priceless at a glance, and it is the most suitable for such a person.
The thumb wears a wrench, which is a symbol of power, Song seems to have high expectations for Song Yanqing, as long as he doesn't have an accident, the future of the Song family will only be Song Yanqing's.
If he hadn't found out that the shadow of the person he saw on the overpass that day was Qiao Jin, he wouldn't have done this.
He did not allow anyone to approach him.
But he wondered why this girl would be the only ray of light in that world.
Qiao Jin moved quickly, saying that it was a touch, and the finger made a brief contact with Song Yanqing's index finger, and she took it back.
There's nothing else to feel like it's like a person accidentally touching each other.
The only difference is that Qiao Jin's fingers are hot, and Song Yanqing's fingers are cold.
Ah Yan looked at Qiao Jin's fingertip and almost didn't want to chop it.
The young master is defiled, the young master is defiled.
The young master was defiled by a woman.
He's dirtyโphew!
The young master purified this woman!
Qiao Jin felt the huge death breath, a happy smile appeared on his face, and he said sincerely: "Thank you." โ
Song Yanqing nodded: "Is this okay?"
Qiao Jin: "It's okay. โ
She glanced at Song Yanqing again, and felt that it was a pity that he died like this.
If she had been alive, the main materials of her counter-devouring formation would not have been so laborious.
It's just that she has no interest in caring about other people's grievances.
If the Song family didn't look for her, she wouldn't be bored.
But it's not her style to take it and leave, she thought for a moment and said, "Maybe you'll look for me." โ
Song Yanqing was lifeless, she couldn't see through his fate except that she knew that he was going to die.
Before Song Yanqing could answer, Ah Yan was anxious: "Did you start dreaming before you slept at night?"