Situ Qingqing silently lit a fairy stick, walked to He Jiaming's side and said, "Brother Jiaming, we are really miserable, come, let's get some wax for our hard-pressed single......

He Jiaming instantly felt unlucky, so he said irritably: "Order a P wax, the relationship between labor and management is not dead!"

"But you see, my second brother and my second sister-in-law have a good relationship like that, do you think there is a chance for you to intervene?" Situ Qing sighed quietly.

He Jiaming was choked, of course he knew that he had no chance, and this feeling of being able to watch from a distance made his heart ache.

He waved his hand irritably and changed the subject: "Don't you have someone you like?"

Situ Qingqing's eyes lit up instantly: "Are you willing to listen to me talk about him?"

"I don't want to. He Jiaming coldly refused.

"Why don't you have any sympathy at all!" Situ Qingqing complained.

"Labor and management still want to be sympathized, good, while playing with your fairy stick, I'm annoyed. He Jiaming waved his hand.

The conversation between the two reached Meng Feng's ears, Meng Feng hooked his lips and smiled, and decided to "help" He Jiaming.

He said to Qingfeng: "You wait for me, I want to talk to Qinglang about something." ”

Qingfeng nodded obediently, stood aside and watched quietly, Meng Feng raised the corners of his lips, Qingfeng's well-behaved and obedient appearance made him like it to death.

He walked up to Qinglang and said teasingly, "You two are not tired enough?"

Situ Qinglang looked at him coldly: "Have an opinion?"

Meng Feng waved his hand: "I don't dare to give opinions on other people's feelings and families, but can I take a step to speak, I want to discuss something with you." ”

Situ Qinglang felt that Meng Feng was really blind, was this the time to discuss things? The sound of the cannon was enough for them to basically communicate with each other, could it be that he still wanted to talk about some secrets?

"Can't you take a step to speak?" Meng Feng raised his eyebrows, "It won't be inseparable for half a minute." ”

Sweetheart heard that Meng Feng had something to say to Qinglang, but she believed it and thought that Qinglang was because she was in the place and couldn't refuse, so she took the initiative to say: "That, you say, I'll go to Qingqing to play fairy sticks." ”

"I'm sorry, but I'll have to break you up for a while. Meng Feng shrugged regretfully.

Sweetheart smiled and waved her hand, walked over to Qingqing good-naturedly, and shouted, "Are you playing fairy sticks? ”

As soon as the sweetheart came, He Jiaming's back stiffened, especially when she stretched out her little white hand, wanting to ask for something from him.

He held a whole handful of fairy sticks, stiffened his body and looked at his sweetheart with a complicated mood, and scolded in his heart: "Damn, He Jiaming, what are you afraid of, are you a man!"

"Take it yourself. He held it up to his sweetheart and said coldly.

The sweetheart twitched, didn't twitch, and said helplessly: "You grabbed it too tightly, I can't pull it out." ”

This pitiful tone made He Jiaming's heart almost crispy, his hands were weak, and all the fairy sticks in his hands fell to the ground, scattered everywhere.

Sweetheart groaned and quickly squatted down to pick it up.

Situ Qingqing saw this posture, hurriedly patted He Jiaming's shoulder, showed a wicked expression, and went to play with the third brother.

He Jiaming finally had the opportunity to be alone with his sweetheart, all thanks to Meng Feng, his question made Qing Lang fall into deep thought, the two seemed to be arguing, Qing Lang didn't notice that his daughter-in-law had been abducted by He Jiaming, the bastard.