Wen Xili sat lazily on a bench in the mall, chewing his cigarette and glancing up at the handsome young man in front of him.

The other party was wearing a white pullover sweatshirt and blue jeans, and he looked really youthful, but his face was gloomy, and his eyes staring at him were full of hidden anger and disdain.

Biting down on the cigarette butt hard, Wen Xili slowly squinted his eyes, stared at the young man in front of him for a while, and then turned his head and shouted ginger wine to the mall: "Jiu'er, who is this person?" ”

The ginger wine had already been paid, and he walked out of the store with the golden butterfly with real joy, "Xili, you come and try this, it's good to float ......"

Seeing the person standing in front of Wen Xili, her voice stopped abruptly.

Stunned, Jiang Jiu subconsciously ran to Wen Xili and blocked in front of the other party, "Jiazhen, why are you here?" ”

Jiazhen.

Wen Xili, who was sitting behind her, narrowed his eyes vigorously.

It's so affectionate, huh.

When Zhuang Jiazhen saw her, a trace of complexity flashed on Qingjun's face, his eyes were gloomy, and he stared at Jiang Jiu: "Jiujiu, the reason why you rejected me is because of him?" ”

Wine & Wine ......

Wen Xili raised his hand and pinched Jiang Jiu's buttocks fiercely at an angle that Zhuang Jiazhen couldn't see.

Hiss –

Ginger almost screamed.

She grabbed the man's hand, barely stabilized her expression, and smiled at Zhuang Jiazhen: "I have already made it clear to you, please don't pester me anymore, I don't think Young Master Zhuang should be the type of stalker." ”

The three words "Young Master Zhuang" seemed to sting Zhuang Jiazhen, and a trace of pain appeared on his fair face, looking at the lazy and calm man sitting behind Jiang Jiu.

There are a bunch of packaging bags next to him, all of which are big-name men's clothing, and they are worth more than one million at any glance.

This man sat among a bunch of big names, calmly committed, without the self-esteem that a man should have, full of the calmness of a man who eats soft rice.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't compare to a person who eats soft rice, and Young Master Zhuang was so angry that he almost rushed over to beat this man.

His rival turned out to be a duck!

"Wine," he bowed his head, his tone was very sincere, "it doesn't matter if you don't like me, but don't mess with this kind of man, they are the kind of people who talk nicely, just to coax single women like you to spend money on them." I...... Although I don't look as good as him, at the very least, I don't need you to raise me. I'll earn my own money and give you flowers, will I? ”

"Ah......" Jiang Jiu was stunned for a moment, reacted from Zhuang Jiazhen's conversation, and subconsciously wanted to explain for Wen Xili, "He's not ......"

Before she finished speaking, her waist was hugged from behind, and Wen Xili gently took her into her arms.

Ginger sat on his lap.

The man hugged her and kissed her on the face with a smile, "Jiu'er, he doesn't want you to spend money on me." ”

This sentence is said lazily, but the tone is hooked, and the slow and leisurely hook is hooked.

Riotous.

Jiang Jiu patted him on the arm that was holding her waist and whispered a warning to him, "Don't make trouble." ”

"Won't you spend money on me? Wine. ”

He smiled and looked down at her.

Although he smiled, there was no smile in his eyes.

This guy is jealous.

Jiang Jiu sighed lightly in his heart, and coaxed him along with his words: "How come?" If you want stars, I can put a ladder up and take them off for you. ”