He Tiantian followed Ji Shaosi to the front.

It didn't take long for Ji Shaosi to speak, "Who was that kid just now?" How did you meet?"

He instinctively felt that the kid was not easy to deal with.

"Didn't you say that, classmate!" He Tiantian lowered his head and said.

"Then tell me why your other male classmates didn't rush to the infirmary to see you." Ji Shaosi looked at He Tiantian coldly.

He Tiantian continued to lower his head and replied, "He is my tablemate." ”

Ji Shaosi looked at He Tiantian who was bowing his head, and couldn't help but reach out directly to pick up her chin, and the corners of his mouth hooked,

"Tablemates? He Tiantian, don't tell me, your seats are assigned by instructors. ”

"No, I sat casually." He Tiantian was forced to tilt his head and said honestly to Ji Shaosi.

Ji Shaosi's hand loosened suddenly, and he glanced at it coldly,

"I sit casually!

OK!

He Tiantian, you really can! ”

After he finished speaking, he strode straight ahead.

He Tiantian looked at Ji Shaosi, who was inexplicably angry, and was a little confused.

Why did it blow up again.

Is she going to follow, or going back to the military training base!

Ji Shaosi walked forward slowly for a long time, and found that the woman behind him had not yet followed, and he was even more angry.

"He Tiantian, get here!"

。。。。。

Late at night, in a taxi.

Han Qianqian was really distressed, and she didn't know why Ouyang Xuan had suddenly changed.

He had just called himself to make a trip to Grafitte himself, and she really didn't want to go.

She and her little brother were about to get engaged, and she didn't want to have anything to do with other boys, but thinking that Brother Ouyang had lost his identity as an heir, she begged herself on the phone to let her meet him.

This time is the last time, and she will never meet Brother Ouyang again.

Hotel Grafitte.

14th floor, Presidential Suite.

Ouyang Xuan glanced at Han Qianqian, who rushed over.

He knew that Qianqian would not abandon him, and the people around him said that Han Qianqian hated the poor and loved the rich, and when he saw that his identity as the heir was gone, he gradually cut off contact with him.

These people are all nonsense, isn't his Qianqian coming?

Ouyang Xuan looked at Han Qianqian stupidly, her delicate face, the whole person looked extremely holy, this is his Qianqian!

Although his appearance is not as beautiful as those bewitching sluts on the outside, his heart is the most beautiful.

Han Qianqian smelled the strong smell of wine on Ouyang Xuan's body, and covered her nose with her hand, "Brother Ouyang, how much wine have you drunk, drink less in the future." ”

Ouyang Xuan smiled, "Well, listen to you." ”

Han Qianqian felt Ouyang Xuan's intense gaze looking at her, and she frowned slightly.

"Brother Ouyang, let's not meet in the future, otherwise the little brother will misunderstand me."

When Ouyang Xuan heard this, he was stunned.

Sure enough, just like his friends said, her Qianqian began to dislike him.

Ouyang Xuan lowered his head, his face changed slightly.

"Yes, I see.

Come, Qianqian, have a drink with me, I'm not in a good mood today. ”

Han Qianqian glanced at Ouyang Xuan, saw that his face was a little unpleasant, and thought that he had helped him a lot before, and he didn't suspect anything, so he nodded.

"Okay."

Ouyang Xuan took out a bottle of whiskey and poured it into two cups.

Han Qianqian glanced at the wine in the cup, and hesitated, "Brother Ouyang, I'm not very good at drinking, so I can only take a small sip." ”

Ouyang Xuan glanced at Han Qianqian with a smile, "Well, a small sip is fine." ”