Chapter Twenty-Seven: Touching Porcelain
Song Ting looked at her now like she was loveless, and a surge of anger and blood surged: "Wang Qing, don't put on this appearance to me, believe it or not, your sister's broken company will go bankrupt tomorrow."
"Song Ting, no, don't, I beg you, I beg you, don't touch her, she is, my life," Wang Qing stared, and great horror instantly appeared in her originally empty and numb eyes, and she fell to the ground, knelt in front of Song Ting, and kowtowed.
Song Ting looked at the begging for mercy that had been muttering words in his mouth, his heart seemed to be choked by a huge palm, his breathing became short, and he walked out of the room as if he had escaped.
There was a loud sound of the door being slammed, and Wang Qing's prostrate body trembled on the ground, and suddenly lost his strength, lying on the ground, bearing the cold on the ground and the cold in his heart.
"Nan Xiao, come out and have a drink," Song Ting finished his last puff of cigarette and started the car.
Wang Qing stood in front of the window, looked at the headlights in the distance, got up and went to the bathroom.
Private bar room.
"What's wrong," Jiang Bai asked.
A glass of liquor went down, Song Ting lowered his head, and after a while, a sentence came out of his mouth: "She wants to leave," the liquor entered her throat, and she couldn't say what it tasted like, and she couldn't say what it tasted in her heart.
Jiang Bai poured himself a glass of wine, changing the image of a hippie smiling face on weekdays: "What about you, what do you think," Jiang Bai actually felt a little bitter in his heart, this errand was originally Zhou Nanxiao's, but Brother Xiao said that something was wrong, and it fell on his head.
"I don't want to," Song Ting raised his head, his voice a little lonely: "I don't want to, and I won't let her go."
Jiang Bai looked at Song Ting's appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the grievances and hatreds between these two people were too deep.
"Song Ting, have you ever thought that you like her," as a brother, Jiang Bai didn't want Song Ting to take a detour, let alone watch the two of them torture each other.
"Bang".
The cup in Song Ting's hand was thrown to the ground by him, and the wine spilled on his trouser legs: "Jiang Bai, what kind of bullshit are you talking about, she Wang Qing is just a bitch who almost rides thousands of people to sleep, you say I like her, it's impossible in this life!" ”
Jiang Bai pouted and didn't speak again.
In the car.
"Little brother, how old are you," Xia Shuang bent over, supported his head with one hand, and looked at Zhou Nanxiao playfully.
"Twenty-nine," Zhou Nanxiao said,
"Well, the third male college holds gold bricks, and the little brother can hold two," Xia Shuang's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he smiled like a well-fed kitten.
The girl's soft tone caused ripples in Zhou Nanxiao's heart.
"Huh," the car braked suddenly, Xia Shuang's body fell forward due to inertia, Xia Shuang instinctively wanted to stop, his brain turned quickly, and there was no movement.
In the flash of light, Xia Shuang's arm was pulled by a hand and fell into the other party's arms.
The head fell on his chest, it was a collision of hard and soft, feeling the toughness of the other party, Xia Shuang couldn't help but snickered: "Damn, this abdominal muscle is too good."
I don't know if it's intuition or what, Xia Shuang subconsciously thinks that he is a bachelor, so he is a little unscrupulous.
Her movements grabbed Zhou Nanxiao like a kitten tickling, and her heart trembled a little.
Xia Shuang's hand was grabbed by him, Xia Shuang was a little unwilling, and poked his head out of his arms: "Does the little brother have a partner?"
"No," Zhou Nanxiao felt his whole heart jump out.
"So, little brother, are you in love, the kind that broke up and jumped off the building," Xia Shuang looked at him with sparkling eyes.
Zhou Nanxiao was stunned, and the sweat in his palm had soaked his entire palm.
The heart that had been broken was illuminated by the sun in an instant, and small flowers bloomed in that dark place, like the sins of hell that met his redemption, and he was brought back to the world.
A word came out of his dry throat: "Good", and at the moment when Xia Shuang didn't see it, he looked at her like a devout believer looking at his god.
Hearing this answer, Xia Shuang raised a smile, well, what about my first love, I liked a boy when I was a child, and then the boy transferred to another school, and her first love ended before it started, but I didn't expect it to be several years.
"Hmm," the car braked again.
Zhou Nanxiao stabilized Xia Shuang's body and looked at Jiangbei.
Jiang Bei looked at his boss's eyes and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Boss, it seems that you hit someone," After speaking, he opened the car door and went down to check.
"If you hit someone, I'll take a look, if it's just a little injured, it's fine, if it endangers life or life, it's evil," Xia Shuang was frightened and hurriedly got out of the car.
Zhou Nanxiao didn't want her to go down, for fear of scaring her, but seeing her roaring and getting out of the car, he didn't stop her.
When Jiangbei saw the scene in front of him, he was a little speechless in his heart, and dared to ask who had a car accident, and the three of them would be neatly lined up in front of the car.
Jiang Bei kicked one of them, but the other party didn't react at all, his face was on the ground, lying on his stomach like a dead man.
Xia Shuang touched his chin: "Are those who touch porcelain so unprofessional now, or have they become arrogant."
Zhou Nanxiao looked at the scene in front of him and was a little displeased, but he glanced at the curious person next to him and didn't have a seizure.