Jiang Jingming sneered: "Who knows what crazy he smoked!" ”

Thinking back to six years ago, Jiang Jingming didn't remember anything big happening, but he remembered that Huo Jingchen seemed to have changed overnight, becoming more and more moody and unfathomable.

Before getting out of the car, Jiang Jingming threw the gift prepared by Zhao Siqing to her, and then said, "Gu Anhui is also there." ”

Zhao Siqing raised her eyes to look at him and said slowly: "I know, who invited her." ”

Her eyebrows are already cold, and her eyes are cold when she is not smiling.

Seeing her posture of holding a grudge, Jiang Jingming's eyes flashed with a touch of playfulness, and Hang Erlang said: "It's not me anyway." ”

Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes and didn't ask any more, and the two walked towards the nightclub together.

Jiang Jingming put one hand on her shoulder and said with a smile: "Tsk, I really hold a grudge." ”

Zhao Siqing took his hand away and glanced at him lightly: "Then I will introduce a few more handsome guys to Jiang Chuchu when I go back." ”

At the mention of the name Jiang Chuchu, Jiang Jingming's face instantly darkened.

"Huo Jingchen told you?" He spoke in a deep voice, and the man, who was originally a little casual and careless, seemed to have been touched into some unspeakable secret for a moment, and his eyes were gloomy.

Zhao Siqing turned his head to look at him and didn't speak.

Huo Jingchen did mention two sentences that day, but Zhao Siqing didn't know much.

But even so, she could see that this woman named Jiang Chuchu must be different to Jiang Jingming.

I have known Jiang Jingming for a long time, and I have also seen the women around him change wave after wave, he is mostly cynical, only when the name Jiang Chuchu is mentioned, that complex and depressed emotions appear.

After the two entered the elevator together, Zhao Siqing looked at the man who was silent next to him, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She was hesitating how to speak, Jiang Jingming lowered his eyes and sneered: "It's just a woman who is tired of being played with by me, you can introduce as much as you want." ”

Zhao Siqing glanced at him and didn't say anything.

He is usually a hanger, except for the arrogance and domineering that comes out of his bones, he rarely reveals his emotions.

But at this moment, when he said this, the corners of his lips pressed down, and his masseter muscles stiffened, obviously insincerely.

Zhao Siqing retracted his gaze, not wanting to use his so-called professional things to spy on his friends' privacy and emotions.

*

Soon, the elevator doors opened, and the hallway was dimly lit, and the walls on both sides of the corridor were covered with various famous European paintings.

There was a faint smell of aromatherapy wafting in the air, and the noisy and harsh music and laughter were endless, and it was noisy and lively.

Zhao Siqing followed Jiang Jingming to stop in front of a box at the end of the corridor, and as soon as the door was pushed open, the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol came to his face, mixed with the confused smell of perfume and hormones.

The area of the box is very large, and it looks like it is about 100 square meters.

Accompanied by a huge display screen, the sound of music is deafening, and under the changing flashing laser lights and downlights, there are all brightly dressed men and women, who only make people sigh at the bright lights and drunken gold fans here.

After the two entered the box, Jiang Jingming didn't care about her anymore.

For a while, everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Siqing, looking up and down, and surprise inevitably flashed in their eyes.

"Ershao, your girl? Er Shao's vision is really vicious as always. Someone couldn't help but speak.

Jiang Jingming sneered, too lazy to explain to him, but just said, "I don't dare to ask for it." ”