Singer.

Song Chongfeng affectionately hugged Geqing's shoulders and was ambiguous in the room.

She told him about the recent events, and Song Chongfeng's eyes widened, "What? Someone intercepted our people? ”

"Yes, Chongfeng, who are you saying you can't get along with us?" Geqing's little face was full of anger.

The man pondered her words for a long time before he had a thought, "Could it be Mo Sikong?" Otherwise, who else could it be, Mo Sikong and Geqi have always been very close recently.

Mo Sikong is the president of the Zulong Group in Beijing, and he is in the limelight, and he is the richest person in the entire capital, and he won the supreme throne of wealth at a young age.

They couldn't figure out why Moskong would meddle in such an idle matter.

Ge Qing has seen Mo Sikong, whose excellent leadership skills and excellent business intuition are well known to everyone in the entire business circle.

The handsome face like a knife, the sharpness of a businessman's gestures, and the back alone can give people a sense of security.

What woman doesn't secretly admire such an excellent man? Even if she sings clearly, she can't help but have a faint liking.

But the man who exudes light everywhere he goes is so good to Geqi! Ge Qing was full of jealousy when he thought of this.

"Geqing, we'll be back at the bar tomorrow."

Song Chongfeng's voice pulled her back from her wandering thoughts.

She suddenly burst into joy, her eyes bent with a smile, and she shook his arm and asked excitedly, "Really?" That's great! ”

The wonderful atmosphere of sprinkling flowers in the sky, the more the two looked at each other, the more a certain desire came up. Ge Qing leaned to his lips and teased him.

Suddenly, the romantic atmosphere was interrupted by a default bell, which was very disappointing.

She glanced impatiently at the number on the phone screen, this idiot, what else is he calling!

"Say, what are you bothering me for?" The tone was sharp, and it was like the gentle and watery appearance just now.

Song Chongfeng is not surprised by this, he likes a sweet and salty woman like her.

"I lost all my money, but you are happy at home. How? Forgot that we are people in the same boat? The big man's rough voice was unceremoniously.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have a sense of revenge, Ge Qing wiped the man's restless hand around his waist and said louder: "What's the matter with me?" Don't try to pull me into the water for nothing! My hands are still clean! ”

The skin of an angel speaks devilish words.

Song Chongfeng's hand groped and wandered on her like a poisonous snake, and the more it was lifted, the faster his desire climbed.

Ge Qing waited for the next line of dialogue on the phone.

"Do you think I've been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I don't have a little backhand? Woman, let me tell you plainly, if you don't give me money, I really don't know what I will do! After the big man finished threatening, the corner of his mouth hooked, and he clicked the send button.

She clicked, and the recording was a conversation between herself and the other party.

"Chongfeng, if it gets out, what can I do?" Ge Qing was in a hurry, and pouted.

Song Chongfeng heard that Qian was changing, and suddenly lost interest and withdrew his hand.