To put it bluntly, Mu Jingxi raised his eyes and glanced at him, "You have a girlfriend?" ”

Song Yunchi: "......"

Depend on!

The giant wheel of friendship has flipped over!

Among the three, only Ye Hanchen has a girlfriend now, and only he has the most right to speak. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

Mu Jingxi set his eyes on Ye Hanchen, "Hanchen, you say." ”

Ye Hanchen took a sip of champagne and smiled, "Yun Chi is right, probably really angry." You think about what you did wrong, what you said, what you did that made her angry. If you think about it, when did she start getting angry, you can probably find the crux of the problem. ”

Drinking the champagne in the glass, he said slowly: "The girl is angry, it is nothing more than an apology and coaxing. As long as you do enough of these two things, basically the girl will be discouraged. ”

After all, no one wants to be angry all day.

"Really?"

Mu Jingxi looked at a certain place with complicated eyes, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

Thinking about it carefully, Joan seemed to be in the bedroom that day, and after he forcibly kissed her, he began to get weird.

First, the door was slammed.

Then, the sneer skill is activated.

Yin and Yang Strange Qi Skills.

Could it be that she was angry that she forcibly kissed her?

"How do you apologize?" Mu Jingxi humbly asked for advice.

Ye Hanchen probably guessed who he was angry with and who he was going to apologize to, after a moment of silence, he twisted his eyebrows slightly, "What kind of flowers does Miss Qiao like?" You can send her flowers and apologize. ”

"Send flowers?" Mu Jingxi vetoed without thinking, "Cheesy." ”

Song Yunchi held his forehead with one hand, "Sanshao, then you have come up with a way that is not tacky." ”

"Shut up, you'll talk a lot."

Song Shao, who didn't know how many times he was disgusted by Sanshao tonight, was hit in his heart, and he kept his wine glass away from this source of harm.

As soon as Song Yunchi left, Ye Hanchen asked, "Jingxi, are you with Miss Qiao?" ”

"Not ......yet," he grinned, his thin lips, "but soon." ”..

Joan was the mother of his children, his first woman, and he was her first man.

He liked her and was bound to marry her.

It's only a matter of time before we get together.

The birthday party lasted until 12 p.m.

Joan was awakened by thirst, easily opened the little glutinous rice in her arms, got up and went downstairs, and went to pour water to drink.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Li Qinghuan helping the drunk Mu Jingxi to come in from outside.

"Sanshao, watch your step." Li Qinghuan was also wearing a white close-fitting dress, like a moonlight goddess, holy and elegant.

At this moment, this goddess was supporting the drunken Mu Jingxi.

The man was drunk, and most of the weight of his body was leaning on Li Qinghuan.

In the eyes of outsiders, tall men are almost bullying petite women.

"Sanshao, you're back!"

When the servant on night saw him, he immediately greeted him.

Before his hand touched Mu Jingxi, he was waved away by Li Qinghuan quietly, "I'll help Sanshao upstairs, you go and cook him a bowl of hangover soup first, so that he won't have a headache after waking up with a hangover." ”

"Okay." The servant actually turned around and went into the kitchen.

The slippers stepped on the floor, deliberately making heavy noises.

Li Qinghuan looked up and saw Qiao An, who was wearing pajamas, going downstairs.

"Miss Qiao, it's so late, you haven't rested yet?"

"Isn't it the same with Miss Li? It was so late, and he personally sent Mu Jingxi back. ”