"That's right!"

Fei Yi and Bingqing turned their heads in unison when they heard the voice. Feiyi has always been meticulous, especially when talking to Bingqing about serious things, he will definitely find a remote corner that is difficult to attract people's attention.

Seeing Bingqing send away the Ming and Qing dynasties, and asked the director of the Ming and Qing dynasties to find her reason, Feiyi pulled Bingqing to the huge flower pot next to the side of the gate, and was just about to say that because of Bingqing's extraordinarily indifferent attitude, Wang Zize had to leave early. Even if people left, they still won an endorsement for her, and this Bingqing in front of her was so puzzled.

Before he could speak, a cold voice sounded behind him.

The people of the theater are scattered, except for the staff of twos, twos, threes, and threes, and this place, for now, is the least likely to attract the attention of others.

However, who is this behind the cold voice of a deep "yes"?

Bingqing raised his eyes and Jiang Yefan walked towards them silently.

Bingqing snorted fiercely, glared at Jiang Yefan, grabbed Feiyi's arm, and turned to leave. Before she could lift her feet, her arm was held by gravity and could not move.

"Get out!" Bingqing yelled at Jiang Yefan, she had been suppressing a fire in her heart, she was constantly controlling the disgust in her heart, and finally the anger broke through her reason and scolded loudly.

And the condescending Jiang Yefan didn't seem to hear it, and said to Feiyi: "You may not be able to make sense with her, you see, she is a shrew." Let me speak to her alone. ”

Feiyi turned to look at Bingqing. Bing Qing's brain was about to explode, and he shouted to Fei Yi suspiciously: "What to tell me, what is there to say, I don't want to see this person, I want to go together." Let go! Let me go. Bingqing tried her best to pull her wrist back. The slender wrist has been made a red mark by Eno Fan.

Jiang Yefan shrugged at Feiyi and said indifferently: "You decide." ”

Fei Yi measured it in his heart, and finally looked at Bingqing's eyes, and comforted: "I'll wait for you outside the door." ”

"Hey, hey, Lu Feiyi, you can't leave me alone, hey, you're too unrighteous! If you go one step further, I won't pay you any more money!" Lu Feiyi, Lu Feiyi! ”

Seeing Feiyi go farther and farther, until the sound of "Peng" closed the door, Bingqing's heart completely cooled down. What kind of bullshit agent, it's not as good as Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi will never leave me alone at this time.

"Let go of me!" Bingqing turned to Yu Ye and shouted, "Everyone is gone, what are you still dragging me for." ”

"When you've learned to be polite, I'll let it go." Jiang Yefan increased the strength in his hand and lowered his head to approach Bingqing's face.

As Jiang Yefan increased the strength on her wrist little by little, the pain that Bingqing endured became more and more obvious, and became heavier and heavier, until tears overflowed from her eyes because of the pain, and she didn't learn how to be polite to Jiang Yefan.

"Sure enough, it's a tough girl." Eno let go of his hand. Bingqing held the aching wrist that was being dragged with one hand, held back the tears that were about to fall, gritted her teeth, and said, "What do you want to tell me!" ”

"I'm going to develop a piece of software, and you're the spokesperson." Jiang Yefan's handsome face was so angry that he lowered his head to Bingqing's face, and he looked at Bingqing playfully with his beautiful and irresistible eyes. Wait for her to speak.

"Impossible." Almost as soon as Jiang Yefan's last note fell, Liu Bingqing's answer was about to come out.

"What did you say?" Jiang Yefan was getting closer and closer to Bingqing, and the hot breath he exhaled could cover her eyelashes. Bingqing took two steps back in a self-protective manner and sneered: "I said, no!" Can! Yes! ”

"Good! I like this answer. Saying that, Jiang Yefan stretched out his long arm and easily picked up Bingqing by the waist. Bingqing only felt that the sky was turning in front of him, and before he could react to what was going on, the person had already landed on Jiang Yefan's shoulder.

"You put me down, bastard!" I don't know why, when she saw him, the fire in her heart was like being poured with gasoline, burning fiercely. If you don't control it a little, you can explode with the sound of "Peng".

I won't be your spokesperson if I die! Unless you kill me!