Chapter 3 Highly Concentrated Black Dog Blood

Song Enxi smiled politely and dignifiedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm really amnesia." Song Enxi felt that as a fairy, she still had to find the field, "Could you please give evidence?" There's always going to be logic. I don't believe that I, as a good young man in society with such a positive mental outlook, would make such a bloody request to you under the premise of no logic. ”

The implication is that I don't believe you and him meowing a comma!

Qi Jingqian, who was sitting on the dark brown sofa, glanced down, and landed on the pink mobile phone on the bed/, and his voice was damn ambiguous. "Do you still need me to lift it?" ”

Hehe, Song Enxi picked up the phone and sneered, "Don't lift it." ”

Qi Jingqian's face turned a little colder, and the slightly curled corners of his mouth fell down little by little, which was a warning action for his patience to run out.

What an elegant and noble son, calm and self-controlled.

All fucking shit! Loaded!

Typical white cut black!

Song Enxi poked his phone and saw a note of "the most beautiful cub in the galaxy", and he was so frightened that goosebumps got up and danced. Her intuition told her that this was the dog man's WeChat. She poked her profile picture and glanced at the chat.

Oh cake seller!! (oh,my god! )

Is it okay to spray you Rowling Lynn with a mouthful of highly concentrated black dog blood!

There was an early outbreak of bird flu in Yancheng. Despite the official propaganda, everything is under control, it is not serious, and all the chicks and old chickens and roosters have been culled, but Song Enxi, who is invincible in the universe and is super afraid of death, still did all the official and unofficial suggestions.

For example, eating garlic, allicin can destroy bacteria in the human intestine, promote the proliferation of B cells and T cells, and improve the body's resistance.

Another example is eating vitamin C, exercising for 30 minutes a day, disinfecting at home with 84 disinfectant water and then sterilizing with vinegar steaming, etc.

In the end, there was an extremely unreliable public account article that said that it could resist the virus, so Song Enxi, who was brain-dead and extremely afraid of death, paid an IQ tax and asked her prospective ex-husband to applaud.

This bloody logic can really make people laugh and cry.

Luo Linlin's thing, sure enough, was born in writing dog blood abuse essays.

Song Enxi wrapped the sheets, pulled the clothes into the sheets, put on the clothes in three or two clicks, got out of bed neatly and said: "Although I am not very satisfied with the service, this fairy is also very creditworthy, and if she says divorce, she will divorce, and she will not stay until Christmas and New Year!" ”

Qi Jingqian curled the corners of his mouth with excellent cultivation, got up, took out an agreement from the briefcase he was carrying, and put it in front of Song Enxi.

His movements are delicate to every detail.

A good family background and the literacy of the top-level elite have long been immersed in his blood, even if this person is extremely scum, extremely shameless and ruthless, indifferent, and ruthless, he still exudes a damn charm of "I am a scum but very attractive".

The corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly, and his tone was faintly sarcastic: "Song Enxi, do you really want to divorce me?" ”

He seemed to be saying that Benba didn't even believe a single hair of you.

Song Enxi took the agreement, lowered his head emphatically, and looked at the scumbag's eyes extremely sincerely and said, "Well, as long as the price is good, everything is easy to discuss." ”

The way he speaks, it looks like a special industry.

Qi Jingqian frowned, and his tone was slightly nervous, "You don't want to share half of my net worth." ”

Qi Jingqian is a little picky about this extra-fan character, like his fiancé in real life. Song Enxi remembered that Qi Jingqian's father was exiled overseas by the Qi family and lived a hard life for a period of time.

It was at that time that Qi Jingqian developed the habit of slamming the door.

But Song Enxi didn't expect that Qi Jingqian, who had become the head of the Qi family, would still be deducted into this poor sour. She said graciously: "Don't worry, I only need you 100,000." ”

It's good to rent a house after marriage, eat, drink, and Lazar a little excessively.

Frankly speaking, the first few times she wore books, she was really poor!

Poor to the kind of "I am the heroine of Mary Suwen, I must be a poor man, and then people are not poor, and the boss will fall in love with me"!

So poor that all the internal organs hurt.

After reading a bunch of regulations that were not available, Song Enxi jumped directly to the price impatiently, counted the zeros, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "I can!" I can! ”

One hundred million!

Lie down and win!