034 Long time no see, my mistress
In a corner of the banquet hall, Yan Xinyue let go of Song Qingge's hand and said with some surprise: "Miss Song is very familiar with the waltz dance steps, have you learned it before?" β
Song Qingge nodded embarrassedly and smiled, "I learned a little, but it was a long time ago." β
Although his father Song Qingtian has a background in crime, he is a loving father, especially in the education of his children, which he attaches great importance to. She has received an education similar to that of Shanghai celebrities during the Republic of China since she was a child, and her father can't wait to make her an almighty lady, national standard dance, folk dance, classical dance, tea ceremony, flower arrangement, language, piano, violin, all kinds of specialties, she has dabbled a little, but she has only learned a skin, but painting is long-lasting.
At that time, many famous families in Rongcheng knew that the Song family had such an eldest lady raised in the boudoir, and there were many rich children who pursued her, but my father felt that those young descendants were some gold and jade, so none of them could be eye-catching.
Until the appearance of Zhanqi......
"No wonder you feel very proficient as soon as you get started, it seems that Mr. Zhan is too worried." Yan Xinyue's voice interrupted her train of thought.
Song Qingge tugged at the corners of her mouth and didn't tell her that she didn't want to dance at all. Now she has long passed the age of love, and she can't wait to be low-key.
As he spoke, the lights of the venue suddenly dimmed, and then a large dance floor light lit up on the dance floor in the middle, and the gentle waltz music also drifted away.
Meng Jingqian, who was dressed in a suit, walked over to them at some point, bent down to Yan Xinyue and made a "please" gesture, and said with a smile: "Beauty, is it okay to enjoy your face and dance?" β
Yan Xinyue pursed her lips and smiled. Raised his hand and patted him on the palm of his hand, and after giving him a coquettish look, he put his hand in his palm.
"Then let's go dancing first." Yan Xinyue turned around and smiled at her, "Miss Song will come over in a while." β
After they finished speaking, they walked hand in hand towards the dance floor, and Song Qingge looked at their backs, a little dazed.
She remembered that the relationship between Meng Jingqian and his wife was not good before, and they were divorced for a time, but she didn't expect that they would still be together a few years later. It seems that I really responded to that sentence, after a thousand sails, I still love you the most.
Just as she was distracted, Zhan Jue unconsciously felt that he had stood beside her, raised his hand and shook it in front of her, "What do you think?" β
"Huh?" Song Qingge was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly came back to his senses and said, "No, I didn't think about anything." β
"If you don't think about anything, let's go dance, since you're here, don't be bored with a lot of things." As he spoke, he took the initiative to take her hand.
The warm big hand wrapped around her hand, Song Qingge was stunned, and subconsciously looked down. Probably because of playing the piano, the five fingers of the battle trick are slender, the bones are distinct, the fingertips are trimmed very round, and they look like works of art, and his palms are also very delicate, but the fingertips are a little calloused, and the palms are very warm.
In comparison, Zhan Qi's hands are rougher, because he was a soldier in his early years, the complexion on his hands is a very healthy bronz, and he has rough gun calluses, and he also has injured scars, and his palms are always cold. Maybe it's because of her personality, when Zhan Jue shakes hands, he is a very polite light grip, and Zhan Qi's strength is always very strong, and when she holds her hand, she often feels that her bones are painful from his grip.
are obviously two completely different men, but Song Qingge inexplicably compares them together.
"Let's go."
Zhan Jue smiled at her gently, pulled her in the direction of the dance floor, and turned his head to look in a certain direction as he walked, touching someone's jealous gaze, and he bent the corners of his mouth triumphantly.
He didn't believe that under such circumstances, Zhan Qi could still be indifferent.
In a short period of time, a lot of people have gathered on the dance floor, and the most eye-catching is naturally Meng Jingqian and his wife, under the "care" of his wife Yan Xinyue over the years, his dancing skills have naturally improved a lot, and the two have a tacit understanding, so many people even stopped to look at them.
Zhan Jue pulled her to stand on the edge of the dance floor, and took her hand over his shoulder, and he also raised his hand to put his arm around her waist.
Song Qingge was still a little embarrassed, although the waltz was a relatively elegant dance, but after all, it was a ballroom dance, and the two of them were so close that she could even feel the warm breath of the battle trick and the aftershave smell on his body, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous in her heart.
In contrast, the battle trick seemed much more natural, and even lowered his head in her ear to encourage her: "Don't be nervous. Just follow me in a moment. β
After he finished speaking, a sly light flashed in his eyes.
The reason why he chose this position is because standing here can be seen by Zhan Qi by the window, and this is an oblique angle, Song Qingge has his back to Zhan Qi, but he can see all of Zhan Qi's expressions and reactions.
The music sounded slowly, and the battle trick also danced with Song Qingge.
Although she has some dancing skills, after all, she hasn't danced for many years, so Song Qingge is still a little stiff, and Zhan Jue couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, and said in her ear: "Don't be nervous, just dance at will." β
"Hmm......" Song Qingge agreed, but his body did not relax at all.
Here they were dancing by themselves, and Zhan Qi over there looked at their ears and temples. The whole person is on the verge of exploding.
Zhan Qi squinted slightly at the two people over there, if it weren't for this occasion, he really wanted to rush up and pull the two people away, and then hold down the smiling woman and punish her severely.
Look at the shy and jerky smile on her face, and then look at the crimson on her face, even under the blue and white cold light, it is so obvious, it is simply dazzling.
Especially today, she also wore delicate makeup, and the slender eyeliner lengthened the tails of her eyes, so the corners of her eyes seemed to be dyed with a charming light, and there was an indescribable charm between the looks and the flow.
Yao Rou turned her head to look at him, her thin lips were pursed, her eyes were staring at the two people dancing over there, her right hand was tightly clutching the red wine glass, and the green tendons on the back of her hand were bulging, Yao Rou was even worried that the cup would break in his hand in the next second.
With a roll of her eyes, Yao Rou pretended to be casual and said, "Oh, I think this Miss Song and the second master are quite compatible, especially when they dance, it seems that they have a more tacit understanding than usual." β
She specially accentuated the word "usually", as if they had a tacit understanding before.
After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Zhan Yi again, raised her eyebrows and said, "Yi Shao, what do you think?" β
"A slut is a slut." Zhan Yi glanced at them disdainfully, drank all the wine in his hand, and said to Zhan Qi: "Big brother, you lost your temper with me because of this kind of cheap goods before, now you can always see what kind of character she is, right?" There is also that little girl, holding the uncle and not letting go, I don't know if there is really something unsightly between them. β
Yao Rou pursed her lips and snickered, then shook her head and said indignantly: "I also think that little girl may be the child of the second master, but Miss Song insists that it is Brother Qi's, and I am upset for Brother Qi." β
"What?" Sure enough, Zhan Yi on the side immediately exploded, "Big brother, did that slut really say that?" actually wants you to be a free father, her shameless skills are really getting deeper and deeper. β
Even Zhan Zheng, who was relatively calm, couldn't sit still, and frowned: "Big brother, if this is really the case, you can't be deceived by her......"
Zhan Zheng's words were not finished, only to hear the sound of "pop", Zhan Qi slapped the goblet in his hand on the table, probably because the force was too great, and the slender cup legs were cracked.
Zhan Qi glanced at the three of them angrily, and wrinkled his eyebrows: "Why do you all talk so much?" What would you say? Just you have a mouth? β
A few people next to him were angry when they saw him, and they all sat upright and didn't dare to say more.
"I'll only say this once, you all listened to me today, I know that it's my daughter, and it has nothing to do with anyone, whoever dares to talk about her life experience in the future will pack up and get out immediately!" Zhan Qi's eyes lit up, and he said sharply: "Did you hear that?" β
The three of them didn't dare to speak anymore, Zhan Qi pursed his lips to calm his anger, and after a while, he got up and buttoned the suit, and dragged Yao Rou towards the dance floor.
Seeing Zhan Qi leave, Zhan Yi muttered unhappily: "Cut, aren't we afraid that he will be tricked by that slut." It's like we're going to do something. β
Zhan Zheng shook his head and sighed: "We have always been forbidden to ask about the affairs of the eldest brother, and I believe that he has his own judgment and will not let Song Qingge take advantage of the loophole." β
As they were talking, a girl suddenly walked towards them, owed a debt beside Zhan Yi, and said softly: "Zhan Yi ......"
Zhan Yi raised his head when he heard the voice, and immediately retreated back when he saw her, and then there was strong disgust and disgust in his eyes, "Who asked you to come over?" β
The girl pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and whispered: "We said that we would come to see Mr. Zhan's performance together today, and you said that you were going to pick me up, but I waited for a long time, and you didn't come......"
Zhan Yi glanced at her impatiently, "You believe me when I say I'm going to pick you up?" Then I said let you die, why don't you die? β
I saw tears in the girl's eyes. The war on the side was a little unbearable, and he frowned and shouted: "Zhan Yi! β
The girl bit her lip and stood behind Zhan Yi, he became more and more annoyed, raised his head and scolded: "I asked you to go away, don't you understand?" Do you have to let me drive you away? Don't come out and be scary when you have such a face, okay? β
Zhan Zheng glanced up at the girl in front of him, about twenty-three or four, her voice was very sweet, it was a soft and glutinous Jiangnan woman's voice, melon seed face, eyes were very round, and she was very aura. She had long hair, but the long hair covered most of the left side of her face, and when she looked down, she could see a deep and long scar on the left side of her face, from the corner of her left eye to the corner of her mouth. Almost all the way to the left side of the face.
If it weren't for that scar, she would have been a beautiful girl.
The girl was already about to cry, and Zhan Zheng hurriedly said, "If I guessed correctly, you are the eldest lady of the Feng family, Feng Zhiyu, right?" β
Feng Zhiyu bit his lip and nodded, and Zhan Zheng bowed his head and said, "I am Zhan Yi's third brother, Zhan Zheng, hello." β
Now he finally knew why Zhan Yi's attitude was so bad.
The one in front of her is Feng Zhiyu, Zhan Yi's fiancΓ©e who is about to get married, not to mention the scar on her face that affects her appearance, just talking about the entanglement between her and Zhan Yi is enough to make Zhan Yi angry. The person Zhan Yi liked was originally her sister Feng Zhiwei, but the person she wanted to marry in the end became Feng Zhiyu.
And this family affair was decided when their father Zhan Lu was alive, and Zhan Qi naturally did not allow him to repent of his marriage, so since he got engaged. Zhan Yi has always been unhappy.
Feng Zhiyu stood there embarrassed, and Zhan Zheng beckoned her: "Don't stand still, sit down and talk." β
However, as soon as she sat down, Zhan Yi stood up with a cold face, and said in disgust: "Then you sit down, I'll go." β
After he finished speaking, he got up and walked out, Feng Zhiyu was at a loss to hold his handbag, and it was not to chase, nor was it to chase.
Over there, Zhan Jue was dancing with Song Qingge, and after dancing for a while, she was slowly able to get used to it, and even found that she was getting better, so the movements of the two people seemed to be more harmonious and tacit.
Zhan Jue smiled appreciatively at her, "Look, isn't this a pretty good jump." β
Song Qingge pursed his lips and smiled, and just wanted to answer, but suddenly an angry force directly separated the two of them.
Zhan Qi pulled Yao Rou to stand in front of them with an expressionless face, Song Qingge just wanted to question him what kind of moth he was doing, but he saw him pull her into his arms, and pushed Rou to Zhan Jue's side with his backhand.
"Change your dance partner." Zhan Qi looked at them with dignity, and didn't give Song Qingge a chance to refuse, so he dragged her towards the center of the dance floor.
Looking at their backs as they left, instead of getting angry, Zhan Jue curled his lips and smiled.
Yao Rou beside her looked around blankly, and pulled the corners of her mouth awkwardly, "Second master, this is ...... I don't know how to dance. β
Zhan Jue glanced back at her and snorted lightly, "I don't want to dance with Miss Yao either." β
With that, he turned around and left the dance floor, leaving Yao Rou alone standing there awkwardly.
"Zhan Qi, what are you doing! You let go! Being pulled alive by him like that, Song Qingge frowned and desperately tried to break free of his hand, "You let go of me!" You're hurting me! β
Hearing her cry out in pain, the force in Zhan Qi's hand eased a little, turned around and hooked her waist, took her into his arms, and stared down at her face.
Delicate one-line eyebrows, sharp nose tip, long curly eyelashes, and moving light when the eye waves flow, Zhan Qi looked at the woman in front of him, and found for the first time that she was really beautiful, much more beautiful than Yao Rou's floating beauty, but why had he never paid attention to it before?
His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and slowly his face got closer and closer, the tips of the noses of the two people were about to touch together, Song Qingge could only lean back instinctively, the more he looked up, the more powerful he became, and his entire waist was almost ninety degrees.
"You...... What are you doing......" Song Qingge looked at his burning eyes nervously, and subconsciously avoided his gaze, "Can you ...... Other...... Don't get so close......"
Zhan Qi snorted, "What, don't feel embarrassed to hug and hug Zhan Jue, I can't stand it if I get closer to you?" β
"Don't talk nonsense, okay!" Song Qingge raised his head and glared at him, and said angrily: "We're just dancing." β
"Dancing so much that you want to get into his arms?" He stared at her wistfully, not realizing how sour his words were.
"Neurotic, I don't want to tell you." Song Qingge shook him off angrily, turned around and prepared to leave.
It's just that she hasn't taken a step yet, Zhan Qi has already grabbed her, and then hooked her waist, bent her lips and smiled: "If you don't want to say, then jump with me." β
As soon as his words fell, a fiery tango dance sounded, Zhan Qi threw her away, Song Qingge turned around a few times, and before he could stand firmly, he pulled her back with a force in his hand, Song Qingge was dizzy by him, and almost hit his head on his chest.
"I don't like that kind of soft waltz, if you want to dance, you can dance with passion." He smiled. Took her hand and spun it around in place a few times.
After getting engaged to her back then, according to Song Qingtian's wishes, he also briefly learned ballroom dancing for a period of time. After getting married, they often attended some drinking parties, and naturally danced together, but after Song Qingtian's death, he never danced again, and the woman next to him was no longer her.
He couldn't help but think of back then, every time she danced, she would always secretly kiss him on the face when the lights were dim. Although sometimes he would hide away in disgust, but sometimes he couldn't, and when she succeeded, she would purse her lips and snicker, like a child who had stolen candy.
Zhan Qi looked down at the woman who was dizzy by him, her cherry petal-like lips shining seductively in the light, making people can't help but want to kiss Fangze.
He looked at it, and couldn't help but bow his head and kiss it.
The warm touch made Song Qingge startled, and after reacting, he wanted to push him away, who knew that Zhan Qi hugged her waist tightly, and kissed her lips a little lingeringly, as if he had found the best tasting sugar, and he was unwilling to let go.
yes, that's what it feels like.
Although it is not as sweet as in the past, and it is not as jerky and flattering as when she takes the initiative, the heart-warming feeling cannot be changed.
He kissed softly and emotionally, for the first time, without biting, without force, and even with some affection. Song Qingge was stunned by his gentleness, and almost forgot to resist.
He was overjoyed, and was just about to explore her beauty more deeply, when a plate suddenly broke not far away, and a woman screamed, "Whose child is this?"
The child's cry made Song Qingge wake up suddenly, and after hurriedly pushing Zhan Qi away, he turned his head and ran over.
Zhan Qi stood in place and stroked his lips slightly, feeling a little lost inexplicably.
At the dining table at the other end, a woman with delicate makeup and a slender figure had a furious face, a large piece of tiramisu stains on her delicate dress, and a broken tiramisu and a small plate fell on the ground, and in front of her stood a confused Zhili and Little Moon.
"Whose child is this, and who cares about it?" The woman looked at the stains on her dress. Angry straight jumping feet.
Seeing that no one in the crowd came forward, the woman became even more angry, and her diamond-studded crystal nails poked at the heads of the two children, and she screamed, "What about your mother?" Call your parents to me! I'd like to see whose child is so uneducated! β
Xiaoyue was already young, and she was so frightened that she immediately cried.
Biting her lip and lowering her head, the woman saw that she was a little older, poked her head and said, "What about your mother?" Call your mom over! Do you know how much my dress costs? I can't afford to sell you! β
The crowd was talking, Song Qingge ran over anxiously, and saw that the child's eyes were full of tears, and his head had been poked red, and he immediately took the child into his arms in distress.
"Is there anything you can't say, lady? Do you have to do this to a small child? Song Qingge looked at the arrogant and domineering woman in front of him and said angrily.
"Looks like you're the child's mother, right?" The woman glanced her up and down, and snorted from her nose, "It's not good, no wonder such an uneducated child was born." β
"You show a little respect!" Song Qingge stared at the woman in front of him with a grim expression, "It's just a skirt, I'll compensate you." β
"Compensation?" The woman laughed, "I'm a limited edition, can you afford it?" β
Knowing that he was hiding in her arms, he had already shed tears, and the people around him were pointing, Song Qingge gritted his teeth and said, "How much money you say, I will definitely try to compensate you." β
The woman turned her head and looked at her for a while, and suddenly thought of something, and stretched out the tail "oh", "I remember, aren't you the eldest lady of the Song family back then, Song Qingge, why, you were swept out of the house by Zhan Qi, and you still have the face to come to such a place?" After she finished speaking, she sneered again, "This child can't be born to you and your mistress, right?" β
"You!"
Song Qingge raised her slap angrily, but before she could move, the woman opposite suddenly picked up the wine glass in her hand and threw it at her.
Exclamations immediately sounded around her, and red wine trickled down Song Qingge's face, dripping down her chin and onto her dress, and the whole person was embarrassed.
"Want to hit me? You don't look at what you are. Wang Yaxi put the cup on the table heavily, wrapped his arms and said domineeringly: "In the past, you had your father to support you, and who didn't know in Rongcheng would pretend to be pure if you Song Qingge pretended to be pure." Now that your Song family is long gone, do you still think you are the famous lady at the beginning? β
The hand hanging at her side clenched and loosened, and she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.
Someone suddenly stood in front of her, and then a man's annoyed voice sounded in her ears.
"Miss Wang, today is my reception banquet, you are making such a fuss, you can't help but give me a little face, right?" Zhan Jue held the woman's wrist with a gloomy face, and his eyes were full of anger.
Wang Yaxi didn't expect him to stand up at this time, his face immediately became a little unbearable, and he coughed lightly and said, "Battle...... Second Master Zhan ......"
Zhan Jue squinted slightly, his eyes fell on the stains on her dress, and said in a deep voice: "It's normal for children to be naughty, if they stain Miss Wang's clothes, you can go and change them, why make such an ugly fuss here?" Could it be that the Wang family's family style is like this? β
Wang Yaxi stiffened his neck and didn't speak, Zhan Jue looked down at the wronged Zhizhi, and a nameless fire suddenly rose in his heart, and he said loudly to the surroundings: "Everyone present listens to me, this little girl in front of you is none other than the little lady of our Zhan family, the biological daughter of my nephew Zhan Qi!" In the future, whoever dares to say that she is an uneducated child is saying that our Zhan family is uneducated, that is, looking down on our Zhan family! In that case, don't blame me, the person with the most senior in the fighter, for being unkind! β
After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Wang Yaxi next to him, and said coldly: "Miss Wang, you hurt people first, should you apologize to their mother and daughter?" β
The people around looked at it with a blank eye, Wang Yaxi couldn't hold it anymore, and snorted reluctantly: "Then what if my skirt is dirty?" β
"I can compensate you for a new dress, but you scared my daughter into tears, how can this account be calculated?"
Meng Jingqian didn't know when she came over, Xiao Yue was even more aggrieved when she saw her parents, parents and brother, and immediately threw herself into Yan Xinyue's arms, Yan Xinyue and Xiao Man hurriedly comforted her.
Wang Yaxi didn't know that the little girl was Meng Jingqian's daughter, and she suddenly lost her confidence, and her whole person was half wilted.
Zhan Jue squinted slightly, and said, "Your skirt is dirty, but her skirt is not much better, not to mention that you are still disrespectful." Miss Wang, do you want to apologize or let me send a lawyer's letter of rumors and slander, can you choose one yourself? β
The people around her were all pointing fingers at her, and Wang Yaxi couldn't even please her if she continued to please, so she had to grit her teeth and said reluctantly: "I'm sorry, okay?" β
"Take Miss Wang to change her dress."
After Zhan Jue finished speaking to the person in charge on the side, he glanced at her coldly, and pulled Song Qingge and Zhili to the side.
Her head and face were full of red wine, and Zhan Jue took out a handkerchief from the pocket of her suit, and said while wiping her face: "You can't wear this dress, I'll take you to change it." β
Song Qingge nodded and followed him in the direction of the dressing room.
However, no one saw it, outside the crowd, Zhan Qi looked at the direction they left with a cold face, and he was still holding a handkerchief tightly in his hand.
Fang Cai saw that he had also rushed over, but when he ran over, he was a step late, and the battle trick had already stood there before him, and he was so domineering in front of Song Qingge, as if he was using himself to support a world.
It turned out that unconsciously, there were already people who were willing to block the disaster for her, and they were also willing to wipe off the embarrassing wine stains on her face.
Zhan Qi curled the corners of his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, stuffed the handkerchief in his hand into his pocket, and was about to leave, but turned his head to find that there was a person standing behind him at some point.
Shi Yu put his hands in his pockets and looked at him with a smile, his narrow eyes stained with hatred and mockery.
Zhan Qi was stunned for a moment, then lost his expression, and asked expressionlessly, "Why are you here too?" β
"Of course I'm going to come to cheer him on for the concert of the Battle Trick." Shi Yu curled the corners of his lips and looked at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "After all, I used to call him uncle." β
"Hurry up and leave after reading it, it's none of your business here."
"Look at the big brother like this. Is it to be a knight but not succeed? Unexpectedly, after so many years, the eldest brother still likes the woman surnamed Song so much, no wonder he did not hesitate to turn against his brother for her back then. β
Zhan Qi's eyes ached, and the hand in his pocket secretly tightened into a fist, bypassing him and preparing to leave, who knew that Shi Yu moved another step in front of him.
"Why is the eldest brother in such a hurry to leave? Is it because your children and women are going to enter someone else's arms, so you feel very sad? Shi Yu always had a smile on his face, but there was a coldness in his eyes.
"It's none of your business." Zhan Qi shook him off vigorously and walked forward.
"We won't just settle it between us, Zhan Qi, what you owe me, I will definitely get it back with nothing left, and I will see with my own eyes that your life is better than death." After Shi Yu finished speaking, he showed him that hangy smile again. In his ear, he said word by word: "My dear, eldest brother, brother." β
After he finished speaking, he patted Zhan Qi's shoulder, turned his head and walked out.
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Because the skirt was already stained with red wine, she couldn't wear it at all, so Song Qingge had to change into a new dress, a small black fragrant one-collar skirt, although it was not as gorgeous as the previous one, but the wine party was coming to an end, so it didn't affect anything.
After changing his clothes, Song Qingge returned to the venue with Zhizhi, but after searching for a long time, he didn't find the figure of the battle trick.
Just as she was looking around, she heard someone shouting to her, "Qingqing! β
Song Qingge turned his head and saw that it was Xin Tian.
She wore a white OL skirt today with a black waistband around her waist, which looked more temperamental than the usual white coat.
Song Qingge immediately ran towards her overjoyed, "Why are you here?" β
"Besides, the leaders of our hospital invited medical experts from Kyoto to watch the concert of the war tricks, and they brought me in, no, I just finished eating." Xin Tian raised his head and rolled his eyes, and said speechlessly: "You don't know, I slept through the whole concert, and I was almost scolded to death by the leader when I left the concert." β
Song Qingge slapped her funny, and said angrily: "I asked you to come with me before, but you didn't agree to die, didn't you still come?" β
"I really can't listen to that kind of elegant music, I'd rather go home and sing 'good man songs'." Xin Tian pursed his lips, as if he suddenly thought of something again. poked her arm and smiled sadly: "Eh, your dress on the stage is good, it's really beautiful, a doctor in our surgery almost rushed up to you on the phone." By the way, that trick...... It won't be interesting to you, will it? β
"Why, I think he might just look at me pitifully, so sympathize with me." Song Qingge smiled awkwardly.
She didn't dare to think about her, she was already a divorced woman with children, such an excellent man, she didn't deserve it, and she didn't dare to think about it.
Xin Tian wanted to say something, but his eyes turned. His face changed suddenly, and he threw down the sentence "Qingqing, I'll look for you another day" lowered his head and prepared to run.
However, before she could take a step, she heard a man's voice behind herβ
"Long time no see, my mistress."
Xin Tian's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but tremble all over, he didn't even have the courage to turn back, his feet were like roots, and he couldn't walk anymore.
Song Qingge looked at her a little strangely, then turned his head to look back, and immediately widened his eyes in astonishment.
Behind them, Zhan Zheng put his hands in his pockets, and at this time, he looked at Xin Tian who wanted to escape expressionlessly.