After sending Huang Meiying away, taking advantage of the moonlight, Wu Jae-young and Zheng Xiuyan pressed the road (walk) for a long time.

"Oba, how did you and Stephanie meet?"

When a man drives a single lady home in the middle of the night, it always makes people think about it.

If Wu Zairong hadn't taken the initiative to call her and ask her to come down to pick up Huang Meiying, she might really have some bad thoughts.

Although reason told her that Oh Jae-young could not have any affection for Stephanie.

One is a Korean-style semi-macho who grew up in Oriental thought, and the other is a feminist who has received an American-style open education.

But she still wants to ask about the sensibility of being a woman.

"What, jealous?" A slightly teasing smile flashed at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes behind his sunglasses flashed a few different light. "How do I smell sour."

"No, why be jealous?" Of course, Zheng Xiuyan will not admit it, she still has to be stubborn for a round, and rolled her eyes, "I just think it's a little strange, don't Oba and Stephanie not know each other?" ”

"yes, I don't know." The unhurried tone teased Zheng Xiuyan's curiosity. "I've just seen the photos."

Turning his head, he stared at Wu Zairong with burning eyes, since he was not familiar with it, no, he didn't know it, "Then why did you send her back?" "Isn't that anomalous? It is completely inconsistent with Wu Zairong's style of "the life or death of strangers has nothing to do with me, and righteousness is only placed on the body of the deceased".

"I met her halfway, so I sent her back." A completely perfunctory answer, scratched Zheng Xiuyan's nose, it is not a very good touch, and she manages her figure every day, and only bones are left, "Since you are not jealous, it is enough to talk so much." Oh Jae-young smiled evilly.

"Oba!" The tone rises, the eight-figure eyebrows droop, and the impatient movements are completely like coquettishness.

How could my iceberg princess be so cute as to be so foul.

Reaching out to hug Zheng Xiuyan's little head, before she could react, she smoothed her eyebrows, "Okay," Wu Jaeyoung didn't plan to continue teasing, "It's just that she has encountered a little trouble, I think she helped her for the sake of being a teammate of Lord Wuli Sika." After a pause, he pinched Zheng Xiuyan's cheek, "Because I miss you and want to see you, I sent Huang Meiying back under the pretext of letting you come out on a date." ”

Looking at Wu Zairong, who was close at hand, feeling the comfortable breath, the hand still on his face, and the rare sweet words made her face flush, "Really? ”

"Fake ......" felt the murderous aura that suddenly attacked, Wu Zairong shuddered, "Really, it's more real than real gold." ”

"Where?" And more carefully. The great Lord Zheng Xiuyan will not let him get away with it because of such an overview.

"Huh?" What location?

"Didn't Oba say Stephanie was in minor trouble? Where is it? Perhaps because of the effect of the sweet words just now, Zheng Xiuyan's steps have become a lot lighter.

"Ah," he said, "club." Wu Zairong didn't want to hide it.

"Me and Ste...... Sxi, "Wu Zairong, who couldn't remember the other party's English name, simply replaced it with Sxi."

“Stephanie。” obviously has a good memory, but she always can't remember the names of irrelevant people, or rather, she doesn't want to waste brain capacity, and Zheng Xiuyan is a little helpless about Wu Zairong's "bad habit".

"Oh yes," it turned out to be the name, "Stephaniexi and I met in the club. ”

"Nightclub?" Stretched out his finger and touched the tip of Wu Zairong's nose, "Oba, should you play with Quan Zifeng XI again?" The relationship is so close, she naturally knows that Wu Zairong has made a family friend who soaks in clubs, parties, and women every night.

Zheng Xiuyan has no good impression of Quan Zifeng, a guy who only hears his name and has not seen him. Because he is not only "playful", but also always wants to pull Wu Zairong into the water. How can it be a good impression?

Scratching his cheeks, a little embarrassed, "Well, it's a joke, but it's not quite, and it's a bit of a serious matter." "Quan Zifeng is playing, he, at best, is accompanying the prince to study.

"Don't deal with him, Oba," Zheng Xiuyan said in a rare and genuine seriousness, "that guy doesn't look like a good person." ”

"Inside." Wu Zairong rubbed his nose. There is one thing that Zheng Xiuyan said wrong, Quan Zifeng doesn't look like a good person, that guy is not a good person at all.

PS (I've been home from vacation.,Today I was pulled out by my parents to have dinner with their old classmates.,I didn't come back until ten o'clock.,Send a chapter first.,I don't know if there's the next chapter.。

In the coming days, the update will be powerful, hey, hey, hey, double opening is also gradually being prepared. (To be continued.) )