Mu Jingxi reached into her pocket with one hand, and before she could resist, she took out the phone. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

The black mobile phone is not connected to the mobile phones on the market, and it is heavy.

On the back of the fuselage, the dark lines engraved on the laser confirmed his conjecture.

"Hey, why are you taking my phone and returning me!"

Qiao An stretched out his hand to grab it, Mu Jingxi took a step back, holding up the mobile phone, his eyes were so cold that his eyes were trembling, "Who gave you the mobile phone?" ”

"What was given to me by whom, my own."

The man's eyes sneered, and he was still hard-mouthed!

He took out his mobile phone and called Song Yunchi, "Within an hour, I want to see you." ”

"Jingxi, you suddenly think of me like this, I'm a little flattered, what's the matter?"

"Less nonsense! Come to the base now! Mu Jingxi Liang put down the threat, "One minute late, punch in the face." ”

"Damn! Is there any brotherhood anymore? ”

Director Song scolded and set off immediately.

Hanging up the phone, Mu Jingxi's thin lips hooked slightly, "It's still early, wait with me." ”

Joan: "......"

That's it...... Self-assertive arrangement?

Depend on!

When did she agree?

Xia Lin, who was not far away, watched the two finally settle down, and spit out a long mouthful of turbidity.

Thankfully, what he feared didn't happen.

The two didn't fight, and he was already very satisfied.

Crunch –

A red sports car, parked in front of the base gate in a flamboyant manner.

Song Yunchi did not have a special pass and could not enter the base.

Lowering the window, he was just about to call Mu Jingxi, when a man and a woman appeared walking towards him in his sight.

Song Yunchi whistled, "The handsome man and the beautiful woman are really right!" ”

Syllable!

Joan rushed forward with a lunge and slapped him on the back of the head, "I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language!" Take back that sentence! ”

Right?

Who's right with that big watermelon!

"Grandma, can you do it lightly?" Song Yunchi covered the back of his head with one hand and screamed again and again.

Joan had an expression of "your aunt is still very angry and wants to punch you again".

"Come down."

Mu Jingxi stood outside the car door and said coldly.

Song Yunchi quickly locked his eyes, sat in the car, and the old god was there, "Jingxi, I still have business, just say what you have to say." ”

"Come down." The voice was a little colder.

Song Yunchi stiffened with a smile and gave Qiao An a look, how did you provoke this master?

Jo Ann turned her head and looked at the sky.

I don't know anything, don't look at me.

"Qiao Xiaoan!"

Song Yunchi smashed the steering wheel with one hand, can he still play happily?

Anyway, I also had a cooperative friendship!

"Song Yunchi."

Director Song, who was named, hesitated for a few seconds, but decided to get out of the car.

Otherwise, not only will he be beaten, but his car will also be affected.

When he got out of the car, he was about to ask what was going on, when he called him in such a hurry.

Mu Jingxi took out a mobile phone and shook it in front of him, "Say, what's going on?" ”

"Hah...... Haha, this phone is so familiar. Song Yunchi scratched his head with one hand, and glared at Qiao An fiercely.

Such a ** thing, how can you let him find it, Qiao Xiaoan!

Betray your teammates!

Jo Ann glared back, do you think I want to? Yes?!

"Less eyebrows, honestly!"

A cold whisper.

Song Yunchi rubbed his hands, "Jingxi, you listen to me......"

The black phone rang suddenly.