Chapter Seventy-Eight: Sleepwalking?
This sentence is followed by a row of smiling faces with bared teeth.
Jiang Haoxiang frowned slightly, enlarged the photo, and saw that in the photo, Liang Xinrui took advantage of his drunkenness and behaved a little too affectionately towards him.
And the guy took another screenshot of the picture, only to see a message under a girl's circle of friends.
The circle of friends posted by that girl is the photo between him and Liang Xinrui, one by one, the angle is very accurate, as if it was specially designed.
A girl said: "I just said that the two of them have a play, look at it, they were still pushing back and forth at the time, and they didn't admit it!" β
Another answered: "My male god has a home, it's so sad!" Wishing them happiness! β
Another boy killed out: "Wow Ka Ka, so powerful, worthy of our school grass male god, this pickle girl technique is worth learning!" β
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After reading a few messages hastily, Jiang Haoxiang was a little relieved, who was behind this.
"Ye Dangβ"
"Young Master, what's the matter?" Ye Dang rushed to Jiang Haoxiang like lightning, holding his left hand and standing in a standard posture with his right hand.
Jiang Haoxiang raised his eyebrows at him, handed the phone to him and said, "How can this be explained?" β
Ye talked so much in the morning, but he didn't mention the topic of women at all!
Why, those two big men have become beautiful girls?
Looking at the stiff face, Ye Dang scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, and then replied hesitantly: "Miss Liang, Miss Liang has come to help, that, she, she likes you, young master, ......"
"Getting to the point!" Jiang Haoxiang was a little impatient.
"It was she who drunk the young master, and then didn't let me take the young master home, two big men came to intercept me, I defeated them with one enemy and two enemies, and the young master hit his head purple in the car......" said a series of words quickly, and Ye Dangchang exhaled.
And Jiang Haoxiang's gaze seemed to reveal something else, he tilted his head to look at him: "So, my injury is all due to you?" β
Jiang Haoxiang pointed a finger at his forehead and looked at him with a strange expression.
Ye Dang immediately froze on the spot, his mouth bulging, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
He shook his head, nodded again, and finally shook his head again......
A piece of paper was rolled up and knocked on his head, Jiang Haoxiang looked at him and said, "For your loyalty's sake, don't take it as an example!" β
"Yes-" Ye Dang immediately put on a smiling face, brought a cup of tea, and handed it to his young master.
Jiang Haoxiang took a sip of tea, raised his head again, and his eyes became cold: "Photo, dispose of it!" β
"Yes."
The young master has never liked to show his head, although this is someone else's circle of friends, but it is also a violation of his portrait rights, naturally, it is not allowed.
The next day, when Qiao Shanxii woke up and wanted to look at those photos again, she unexpectedly found that the classmates who posted photos in the circle of friends had lost the record at the same time.
Did she sleepwalk last night?
After repeatedly looking through the information of the circle of friends the day before yesterday, yesterday and today, after confirming that there was none, Qiao Shanxie exhaled a long breath and lay on the bed on his side in a bow-shaped shape.
The Buddha said that it took a thousand times to look back at the past life in exchange for meeting you in this life, but perhaps, this encounter is just a bad fate.
In the bridal shop on the second day, Qiao Shanxi-hee sat alone at the desk, and everyone was busy with their own work during the day, and the store was particularly deserted.
She picked up a cup of coffee on the table, stirred it with a stirring spoon, and stared at the thick liquid in a daze.
"Welcome!" Xiaomei and Xiaoai suddenly greeted warmly at the same time.