He also had a part in the things of that year.

"Ji Yun ......"

Father Bai's face was embarrassed, and then he smiled, "Let's go talk first, you can't stand outside all the time." ”

Ji Zhen must not be let know that in addition to the inheritance left by her mother, there is also a part of the movable funds that have been divided between him and the Lin family.

The banquet of the Bai family has indeed a lot of guests.

It's just that after Jing Qingchen came, everyone seemed to be restrained.

I didn't dare to look at him.

"Why is Mr. Jing here?"

Ji Zhen looked at Jing Qingchen, but she didn't expect it.

And Jing Qingchen glanced at the high heels that Ji Zhen was wearing, his pale eyes were slightly heavy, and he took Ji Zhen's hand and left the scene first.

Lin Chuchu, who had been observing the situation here, had a gloomy expression, and the red wine in the goblet was trembling turbulently.

Why did this woman make Jing Qingchen notice?

Except for the vixen's face, there is only an unbeatable arrogant personality.

"Ji Zhen, do you think you're short?"

Jing Qingchen's pale eyes gradually deepened, looking at the bright and flamboyant woman in front of him, and his light-colored lips were also pursed.

It took a long time for Ji Zhen to react, and Jing Qingchen was looking at her high heels.

"I'm 168, can't Jing Shao see it?"

Ji Zhen crossed her arms, leaned against the door and window, and smiled beautifully.

Outside the window, fireworks bloom, lighting up a night, silent and bustling.

"And your C, some fight."

Jing Qingchen looked at her proud upper circumference slowly, and took a bag for her.

"I'm used to wearing higher heels."

Ji Zhen raised her eyebrows lightly, she didn't expect Jing Qingchen to bring her shoes.

"No, I'll carry you all the way back later."

Jing Qingchen said indifferently, the scoundrel in his words and his noble eyebrows and eyes became an obvious contrast.

This man, in addition to telling meat jokes, is only a scoundrel left?

Seeing Ji Zhen's smile, she froze, but she didn't plan to wear it.

Jing Qingchen's eyes lit up, and when she didn't react, she suddenly hugged the person.

One hand rests the person on the window, and the other hand considerately closes the window.

"Or, idle is idle, let's do something more meaningful?"

Jing Qingchen chuckled lightly, hooking her small and delicate jaw.

As soon as he found the two people on this corridor, Lin Chuchu saw this scene, but his eyes were red!

Ji Zhen, a vixen, even if she is outside, does she have to play ambiguously with a man like this?!

However, it is not Ji Zhen who wants to play exciting outside......

"Jing Shao is not afraid of being discovered?"

Ji Zhen's waist was as soft as a water snake, and her white and soft hands were wrapped around his neck.

Today, Ji Zhen was wearing a purple high-forked skirt, which was deliberately separated by Jing Qingchen.

The man's thin narrow waist is against the woman's lower abdomen, and the posture is ambiguous and blood-gushing.

Her snow-white jade legs look particularly slender and tempting at night.

"That's how you dressed, here?"

Jing Qingchen hadn't seen it carefully before, but when he looked at it like this, he really wanted to cut off this woman's leg!

Hearing his cold and unkind tone, Ji Hao raised her eyebrows instead, and chuckled indifferently, "What a high fork this is." ”

The slit skirts of foreign artists can be forked to the waist.

"Really?"

Jing Qingchen's warm hand covered her snow-white thighs.

At night, the man's ascetic and handsome face is full of carelessness.

Only in the depths of those eyes, trying his best to suppress the lust and the wolf nature that can be seen in the dark.

The more abstinent a man is, the more he is out of control at this time......