Jiang Chuxia blinked, he really didn't expect Su Yanfang to answer so simply.

However, it seems to be a good choice to feast on the pit su and open a studio for Song Song.

Who told Zeng Su to make Song Song so embarrassed and have nothing?

Jiang Chuxia hesitated, looked back at the closed door, and finally stepped out of the way.

Su Yanyan was right, this was a problem between them, and she was not qualified to mix too much.

Although Song Song hasn't mentioned the ex-boyfriend much in the past few years, Jiang Chuxia can vaguely feel that Song Song is still thinking about that man.

……

Jiang Chuxia stood on the deck, blowing the wind.

She looked at the calm sea, and her mood was not happy at all, and she even wanted to beat someone.

Suddenly, a familiar cold breath enveloped her, the heavy suit fell on her shoulder, Ji Shiyuan's deep voice sounded softly in her ears, and the voice of the cruise ship opening the sea, "It's cold here, let's go in." ”

Jiang Chuxia looked sideways, looked at Ji Shiyuan who was standing beside him, and said, "Do you know that Su Yanfang is Song Song's ex-boyfriend?" ”

Ji Shiyuan was silent, just looked at her, and did not answer.

When Jiang Chuxia saw him like this, he already knew the answer, after all, Ji Shiyuan, Su Yanyan and Jiang Chengzhi were an iron triangle.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong to let Su Yanfang stay by Song Song's side." Jiang Chuxia retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and his tone softened a little: "Brother Shi Yuan, will Song Song blame me?" ”

Ji Shiyuan raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head with a warm palm, "No." She won't blame you. ”

"No, she would." Jiang Chuxia snorted.

Except for her, no one knows how Song Song spent that dark year.

She shouldn't have let Song Song meet Su Feast, and she shouldn't have even introduced Song Song to Su Feast's company.

Why is she so stupid?

If she hadn't left Song Song by Su Yanying's side, but had taken Song Song back to take care of Ji Shiyuan, would Song Song not have experienced such a thing?

Jiang Chuxia cried.

Jiang Chuxia, who never cries, cried.

Ji Shiyuan's heart sank, and he held Jiang Chuxia's shoulders and let her face him.

She kept her head down and didn't let him see her tears.

Ji Shiyuan picked up her jaw, stared at her with deep eyes, and looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes, a little unhappy.

She was crying for another woman.

When she was a child, no matter how he and Jiang Chengzhi bullied her, she would not cry.

Even if they sell Situ Lan's figures and albums, she won't cry.

But she was crying for Song Qiyue.

It was as if I had knocked over a bottle of vinegar.

"Don't cry, Jiang Chuxia." Ji Shiyuan-style comfort.

It's a pity that when she heard Ji Shiyuan's cold and hard voice, Jiang Chuxia's tears became even more fierce, she raised her eyes and looked at Ji Shiyuan, her watery eyes were full of grievances and complaints.

It's like saying, "If you kill me, I'll cry to you."

Ji Shiyuan was upset by Jiang Chuxia's tears.

He raised his hand, held her cheek, and gently wiped away her fallen tears with his thumb: "Okay, stop crying, huh?" ”

But the tears that had just been wiped away fell on his cheeks again.

It was like a glittering bead, constantly wetting his fingers.

Ji Shiyuan's eyes darkened, and he was a little irritable: "Jiang Chuxia, if you cry again, I will kiss you." ”

Jiang Chuxia was stunned, so frightened that he hurriedly put away his tears, and the watery tears were held in his eyes, not daring to shed them.

Why do you say such a scary thing?

"Don't cry, don't cry." Jiang Chuxia raised his hand and was about to wipe away the tears on his face, but Ji Shiyuan choked his wrist.

When he was stunned, he saw Ji Shiyuan's handsome face slowly approaching within his line of sight.

She closed her eyes in fright.

But I felt a cold touch on my eyelids.