Jiang Feng, "......"

Jiang Feng brushed his sleeves away, furious.

Wan Zhenni pulled the crying Jiang Ling'er away, hating them and hating the grand scene.

For so many years, she has been Jiang Feng's junior for so many years, and her heart is not unafflicted, but she knows that one day, she will become the hostess of the Mizuki Group, and she has waited for more than ten years for this day.

Her heart is strong enough, she thinks that if she successfully marries Jiang Feng, she will be able to do nothing, everyone will look at her face, and she will have the right to speak in the entertainment industry.

I didn't expect Sheng Jing to be so faceless.

"Let's go, go home. Sheng Jing said.

"Oh. Jiang Xiaocha obediently followed him, and Jiang Huai stayed to clean up the mess, so that everyone who heard Jiang Xiaocha shouting Shengjing's husband shut up.

Parking lot.

Sheng Jing took Jiang Xiaocha to the car, and he didn't need Jiang Huai to send it, he drove home together, Jiang Xiaocha got in the car and began to shrink into a little quail, and he didn't dare to say anything.

She cautiously glanced at the grand scene, he drove seriously, the actor seemed to be a chronic man, driving at a speed of forty or fifty, driving very slowly.

Jiang Xiaocha didn't know if it was too tight, or what, she felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit, so she quietly opened a little window to let the winter wind blow in and blow away the heat on her cheeks.

"Can you drive faster? Jiang Xiaocha said that as a very wild girl, Jiang Xiaocha is racing very fast, and this kind of old man seems to be the most unbearable driving speed.

"Okay!" Sheng Jing said yes, and Jiang Xiaocha watched Sheng Jing step on the speed from 50 to 55.

Jiang Xiaocha collapsed, "......"

You might as well not have accelerated, what's the difference?

Absolutely!

"Excellent. Jiang Xiaocha turned her head sideways and rolled her eyes.

Half in the bag.

Sheng Jing asked, "How did you watch the Spring Festival Gala?"

The first reaction in Jiang Xiaocha's mind was that Sheng Jing tore his shirt, his muscles and chest were wet with sweat, and Jiang Xiaocha's face turned red again.

And there is a feeling of redness from the cheeks to the neck.

She thought in a panic, why wasn't Pan cub the first thing she thought of?

"That's good. Jiang Xiaocha said uncomfortably.

Sheng Jing asked, "Is my new song good?"

Jiang Xiaocha thought about it, it sounded good, but how could she praise her family, "Generally, my cub's songs are better." ”

Regardless of everything, blindly blowing Pan cub.

"Hmm. Sheng Jing's voice couldn't hear the emotion, Jiang Xiaocha didn't explain, and he was still ashamed to call his husband in his heart, Jiang Xiaocha looked at the scenery flashing outside the window.

What about Chinese New Year's Eve?

She glanced at the grand scene, "I want to go to the bell tower." ”

Sheng Jing was at the intersection, turned around, and understated, "Good!"

Chinese New Year's Eve is a good day, there are no cars on the road, everyone is celebrating the New Year, reunion, there is no car on the road, empty, the bell tower is in Hexi, the past thirty kilometers, is a more famous attraction.

The bell tower is a protected area, the car is parked outside, walk in, all the way is a stone-paved road, the bell tower in winter has a feeling of depression, there are no people, there are no guards today.

This is an old building complex, usually there are many antique shops in it, and it is also a film and television drama shooting base, there is a European-style clock tower in the middle, about five stories high, there is a clock hanging on the top, every clock is moving, you can see the clock turning in all directions, it is already more than eleven o'clock, and it will be twelve o'clock soon.