Jian Chenchu, a big star, the national husband, if Ning Xizhou is a man that all women want to climb into bed, and Jian Chenchu is the man that all women want to marry.

Similarly, he is the crown prince of the Dongyu Dynasty, and he is loved by thousands of people.

Since his debut, there have been zero scandals, and even if there are scandals, he will be suppressed by virtue of the identity and financial resources of the prince of Dongyu.

This prince is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and there is no one in the entertainment industry who he has feared. Seeing that he wants to dress in a low-key and deliberately high-profile manner, it is really Jian Chenchu's own style.

Seeing that she obviously didn't believe that he was Jian Chenchu, he looked around, got a little closer, and pulled down his mask.

"Well, do you believe it now, don't you feel lucky to have met me so many times? Feeling particularly unreal? Isn't it like a dream? ”

Jiang Qinglime didn't care, her gaze only paused slightly, and she drank to herself.

Jian Chenchu quickly put on his mask, "You still don't believe it?" ”

"There are so many plastic surgery faces, it's probably not strange to look at the whole one."

"Facelift?"

His dignified prince was suspected of authenticity? Did she really not believe it, or was she not interested in who he was at all?

The latter is more likely to be larger.

The lights in the bar flickered, and he could barely see her face, cold and cold, not sad or happy, but it could be seen from her hand holding the wine glass that she was restrained.

Jiang Qingling raised her head, and another glass of wine entered the Hou, it seemed that to her, it was not wine, just water.

With the last beer at its bottom, she picked up the bag on the counter and got up and left.

"Wait!" Jian Chenchu took her hand, "You have drunk so much, can you go back alone?" ”

She glanced at Jian Chenchu, "What, you want to send me?" ”

"Not impossible."

Jiang Qingling chuckled, turned around and left, ignoring the people who had been following her, her steps were a little frivolous, and she felt that the whole person had a fluttering feeling.

She struggled to shake her head to sober herself.

When Jian Chenchu saw her appearance, he thought that she was already drunk, thinking that they met in the cemetery today, she might not be happy in her heart, he and her were also considered to be in sympathy, his mother was still a neighbor with her mother, and he couldn't let it go.

"I'll get you in the car."

Jian Chenchu helped her, walked out of the bar, and stood on the side of the road waiting for the car.

Jin Min's car drove to the door of the bar, and when he saw the woman at the door of the bar, he stopped, a little surprised, "Ning Shao, isn't that Miss Jiang at the door of the bar?" ”

The man in the car raised his eyes and looked at the door of the bar, the woman was a little unsteady on her feet, her body was swaying, Ning Xizhou's expression was dark, and her eyes were deep.

Seeing the woman unsteady on her feet, her body almost touching the railing on the side of the road, his heart jumped suddenly, and then, a spark popped out of his eyes.

A man who couldn't see his face clearly quickly held Jiang Qinglime, who was about to touch the railing, and he held Jiang Qinglime and tried to stand up.

Jian Chenchu looked at her with great disgust, "I didn't expect you to be so heavy, I'm really full, and I will think about sending you." ”

He is not a well-meaning person, and today can be regarded as a good deed, if he really wants to go back, he will post a Weibo and climb the hot search.

He hailed a car, and when he was about to stuff Jiang Lime into the car, he restrained Jiang Lime with both hands and pulled her over.

He was displeased, "Don't touch her." ”

Jian Chenchu didn't look at who the man who pulled Jiang Qingling into his arms, he only knew that no one dared to snatch someone in his hands yet!

Jiang Qinglime's consciousness was clear, but her feet were a little soft, she fell into the man's arms, raised her head and was slightly stunned, "Ning Shao? ”

Ning Xizhou's eyes were very cold, "If you don't go home now, you're just messing with this wild man?" ”