His sister too, can you have a good time?

As soon as he thought about it, a sports car came slowly, stopped on the side of the road, broke the tense atmosphere between several people, and got out of the car in a formal suit.

He was dressed in a black suit, his demeanor was calm, his brown eyes seemed to be full of soft light, a little cold, and a little deep, and his gestures were all emperor's breath.

With a little sharpness in his slightly raised eyes, he came slowly, like a messenger from heaven.

Handsome, mysterious, and powerful.

The two major flows in the entertainment industry gathered together, no one knows, there seems to be no Long Yuan or Pan Sen in Sheng Jing's eyes, his eyes fell on Xiaocha, Jiang Xiaocha rubbed his eyes in confusion.

The grand scene?

Didn't he film in the north?

Sheng Jing stretched out his hand, "Xiaocha, come here!"

Jiang Xiaocha shook his head, smiled stupidly, didn't say much nonsense, walked directly to Shengjing, and held his hand, as if he had walked through a long ancient road, and finally held the last beauty in the world.

"Stinky brother, I'm home, cub, I'm home. She was so drunk that she waved her hand.

Only Long Yuan was ignored.

Long Yuan, "Wait a minute!"

Sheng Jing looked at him indifferently and sneered, "There is a little thin blood of the demon clan on your body, don't embarrass the demon clan." ”

Long Yuan was shocked, for the first time someone pointed out his identity, Pan Sen frowned, he had actually seen that Long Yuan had demon blood, in fact, he was a half-demon, and the bloodline was not thin at all.

But in Sheng Jing's eyes, this bit of blood is thin.

It can be seen that this man stands at the pinnacle of strength.

Sheng Jing is just a descendant of Nalan Sheng, does he have such a pure bloodline?

The Nalan family has been inherited from the eleventh generation, why can Sheng Jing still see through the power of Long Yuan at a glance.

Long Yuan, "Who are you?"

Sheng Jing hugged Jiang Xiaocha, Jiang Xiaocha crossed his waist, and replied instead of Sheng Jing, pretending to be wild as always, "I...... It's a woman you can't afford to mess with!"

Jiang Xiaocha pretended to be over, smashed his head on Sheng Jing's shoulder, and was completely drunk.

Crowd, "......"

Sheng Jing picked up Jiang Xiaocha and looked at Long Yuan, "Xiaocha is my person, I want to take her away, don't look for the wrong person." ”

Sheng Jing gently put Jiang Xiaocha in the passenger seat and drove away, and He Chuyu came back to his senses.

Hey, that's my sister, don't I want to lose face?

Pan Sen smiled slowly, "Long Yuan, there are people outside the world, and there are some people, you really can't afford to mess with them." ”

Pan Sen left with He Chuyu, lest Long Yuan settle accounts afterwards.

Mountains.

Sheng Jing carried Jiang Xiaocha into the room, Jiang Xiaocha had already slept very deeply, and there was a little sweat on her body, Sheng Jing took a tissue to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

It's really a naturally beautiful woman who went out without makeup, and she also painted a lipstick, and now her cheeks are red when she is drunk, like the most gorgeous peach blossom of the beauty clan.

He remembered the wanton past when he and Xiaocha sat under the peach blossom tree and drank.

Young Mu Ai, his heart is like a deer.

The stubbornness and self-esteem of those crushes have been making trouble, but he still can't resist the charm from Xiaocha, and his self-esteem and stubbornness are finally vulnerable and broken into fragments of time.

Jiang Xiaocha's breathing was a little uncomfortable, her lips were slightly open to breathe, her moist and soft lips were red and gorgeous, which was fascinating, Sheng Jing seemed to be bewitched, and lowered her head to kiss her lips.

This is the sweetness and joy of how many times he dreams back at midnight.

Jiang Xiaocha had a nightmare, dreaming that she was bitten by a wild beast and taken back into the hole