Sheng Jing helped Jiang Xiaocha to sit by the flower bed, "Wait a moment." ”

Jiang Xiaocha took his hand, "Cub, don't go, my mother hasn't seen enough of you." ”

She was aggrieved and sad, hugged her waist, and complained, "Mom is dead, I'm alive again, I've been so busy lately, I don't have time to give you a list, I didn't go to your concert, woo woo, mom has no money to support you......"

The more she talked, the more sad Jiang Xiaocha became, crying.

"It's all Shengjing!" Jiang Xiaocha sobbed and clenched his claws, suddenly stood up and shouted to the sky, "I and Shengjing are incompatible!"

It's really quite a sand sculpture and a second disease.

Spectacular, "......"

The reporter was very happy, Sheng Jing hugged Jiang Xiaocha and sat down, "Come, sit, I'll give you a live concert, okay?"

"Really?" Jiang Xiaocha quickly sat on the flower bed, looking at him with a blank eye, very well-behaved.

The reporter looked down at the picture he had taken, and wanted to continue shooting, but found that Jiang Xiaocha was alone, and Sheng Jing was gone, the reporter looked down to find Sheng Jing, and suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder, and the reporter turned around and was startled.

It's the grand scene.

"You ......" he secretly took a photo of a distance of dozens of meters, how could Sheng Jing get behind him in a second, "You...... You ......"

"You didn't see Sheng Jing and Jiang Xiaocha today, and you didn't take pictures. Sheng Jing's brown eyes gradually became a little scarlet.

The reporter seemed to be bewitched, "I didn't see Sheng Jing and Jiang Xiaocha today, and I didn't take pictures." ”

"Good, give me the camera. ”

The reporter obediently gave him the camera.

Sheng Jing took the camera, glanced at the secretly taken photos, deleted them all permanently, and returned the camera to the reporter.

Sheng Jing said, "You're sleepy, sleep." ”

The reporter hugged the camera, his legs were weak, and he fell asleep in the flower bed.

Sheng Jing went back and picked up Jiang Xiaocha, "Go, go home!"

An empty door floated in front of him, Sheng Jing entered the door with Jiang Xiaocha in his arms, and returned to the hotel in the next second. Sheng Jing carefully put Jiang Xiaocha into the bed, Jiang Xiaocha rolled on the bed, rolled into the quilt, and rolled herself into a silkworm.

Sheng Jing flipped out his phone and replied to Konishi's message, telling him that he had returned to the hotel.

Then he took off his coat, unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, Sheng Jing poured a glass of wine, and sat on the sofa in front of the window, the girl lay unconscious on his bed, he needed a glass of wine to suppress the emotions rushing in his heart.

A glass of wine went down to his stomach, and the flames burned in his internal organs, burning his breath unsteadily, and his blood surged, Sheng Jing put down the wine glass, took out a cigarette, and just took out the lighter that Jiang Xiaocha gave him in his mouth.

He had two lighters, a black gold Zippo windproof lighter, which he threw aside at will, and cherished the plastic lighter that Jiang Xiaocha gave him.

Jiang Xiaocha suddenly sat up from the bed, she was a little blurry, and after a while, she got even more drunk, she took off her shoes arrogantly, and floated in front of her, Jiang Xiaocha was drunk, and spread her wings, "Wow...... I'm going to fly. ”

She went crazy, wearing a big bath towel and wings to herself, "I'm going to fly higher...... Fly higher, I'm going to fly, wow......"

Sheng Jing inexplicably remembered a phrase that fans often say.

Secondary 2 girls have a lot of fun.

Jiang Xiaocha also danced, danced a glamorous dance, lifted her skirt and threw her eyes, revealing her fair and slender legs, very free of herself.