Chapter 118: What kind of confession you can't refuse the most?

Ji Zhen thought about it, let's talk about this matter later.

I don't know it, right now.

Jingsheng Entertainment.

"Brother, I'm here."

Jing Feng said with a smile.

It seems that I don't remember Jing Qingchen telling Mrs. Jing that he let the young model have an abortion.

He couldn't enter the gate of Jing's house for several days.

"What are you going to do?"

Jing Qingchen's cool tone was still not good, and he looked at him with pale eyes.

Jing Feng was a little weak-hearted, "Brother, that time you went on a date, but you didn't succeed in making an appointment to bed?" ”

"What do you think?"

Jing Qingchen asked indifferently, but Jing Feng felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"Brother, if my sister-in-law doesn't go to bed with you this time, I'll let you deal with it!"

Jing Feng's words made Jing Qingchen's eyes light slightly, and he put down the newspaper in his hand.

"You think of Ji Zhen as one of those women you can play with outside?"

Hearing Jing Qingchen's sneer, Jing Feng shook his head.

"No, I made a thorough plan this time."

This time, as long as my brother brings my sister-in-law to bed, my mother will definitely not be far from holding her grandson!!

That way, there's no need to rush him!

And he won't be taken care of by his own brother......

"Tell me about it."

Jing Feng smiled and took out something.

"Brother, look at this thing."

"I can't see it.,You still like this kind of pink and tender book.。

Jing Qingchen glanced at the pink book in Jing Feng's hand, and his pale eyes were cold.

He shuddered, and immediately flattered, "Brother, this is a classmate!" There is also Ji Zhen's writing in it! ”

Hearing this, Jing Qingchen unconsciously pursed his thin lips, his noble and handsome eyebrows and eyes, and he couldn't see any emotion.

But when she heard Ji Zhen's name, she was really interested, and her eyes were secretive.

Jing Qingchen knew about his classmates, but he had never written about it.

"What are you used for?"

"There are hobbies and interests left by classmates, favorite stars, and the like."

"Pick the point."

"This is my ex-girlfriend's, inside, and my ex-girlfriend's questions, and my sister-in-law answered them."

Jing Feng carefully handed the treasure in his hand to Jing Qingchen.

And Jing Qingchen glanced at the words written by Ji Zhen in the classmates.

Pale eyes, condensed into darkness.

"She wrote it?"

Jing Qingchen's deep voice was unconsciously hoarse, and his warm fingertips gently swiped the words written by Ji Zhen.

Ji Zhen's words are not beautiful at all, but give people a kind of strength through the back of the paper.

Throughout the view, majestic atmosphere.

I can't see that the person who writes will look so charming.

"Yes, my ex-girlfriend said that Zhen Zhen Ke only wrote her classmates!"

Jing Feng said proudly.

I don't know if this ex-girlfriend is the girlfriend of the first term.

However, my sister-in-law's heart was also very young at the beginning. Brother, don't you say?! ”

Jing Feng still felt a pity.

Why didn't he meet a girl like Ji Zhen?

And Jing Qingchen only stared at the answer written by Ji Zhen.

- What kind of boys do you like?

A: I can play basketball.

INTERVIEWER What do you think is the most romantic place?

A: The long French street with flower shops and cafes.

- What kind of confession do you can't refuse?

When he saw this question, Jing Qingchen's slender hands like jade couldn't help but pinch their fingertips white.

The pale golden sunlight shines on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Under the gray leather sofa, the snow-colored carpet is soft and light, and it is so white that it is wisps white.

The man sitting on the sofa, his pale eyes, were also as heavy as Zeyuan.