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Li Xiaoxing: ......

"I think my aunt is telling the truth." Tang Qiao slapped a sycophant very well.

Don't be a sycophant.

Li Xiaoxing picked up the water glass, glanced at Tang Qiao and said, "Even if you pat yourself on the back, I won't help you speak in front of Li Jinpeng." ”

Jing Yan sat down opposite the two of them and said with emotion: "Now that my matter has been settled, only Tang Qiao's matter remains." ”

Tang Qiao tugged at the corners of his mouth, his whole person was already very nervous, but these people still refused to let him go.

"I'm fine." Jing Yan took a deep breath and continued to smile, "I don't have any business. ”

Li Xiaoxing snickered, knowing that Jing Yan was close to madness, but he just didn't admit it.

With Jing Yan's opening, after Li Xiaoxing returned to the crew, he found that it didn't matter if Miss Jia was at all.

It seems that Jing Yan lost.

However, after coming out of the crew, Li Xiaoxing saw Miss Jia squatting on the ground crying alone from a distance.

It looks very pitiful.

Li Xiaoxing pursed her lips gently, although Miss Jia is very stubborn, she can also see that she is really tempted.

This kind of thing can't be hidden from everyone, and Li Xiaoxing knows it.

After Miss Jia herself finished crying in a place where no one was, she continued to get into the car with red eyes, as if nothing had happened.

Li Xiaoxing understands this mood, but that's all.

After two days, Li Jinpeng came back from abroad, and Li Xiaoxing took Li Jinpeng to wash the dust as agreed.

The place where the banquet is set up is very simple, just in a quiet place.

There are very few people invited, and there are no more people in the group of people in Shen Muchen's studio.

"Auntie, you're fat again." When Li Jinpeng saw Li Xiaoxing, the first thing he said was this.

Li Xiaoxing almost wanted to kill him: "Never say that a woman is fat!" ”

Otherwise, you will regret it!

Li Jinpeng is in very good condition, there is no change in his body, and his spirit looks good.

In comparison, Tang Qiao is like having lovesickness.

Jing Yan kept putting his arm on Li Jinpeng's shoulder: "See, Li Jinpeng doesn't have you in his heart at all." ”

His words were met with a roll of Tang Qiao's eyes, and Tang Qiao pushed Jing Yan's head with one hand and pushed him away: "Don't interrupt." ”

"Let's eat." Wen Shi'an sat at the dining table, closed the books he was carrying, and pushed his glasses, "The waiter has been waiting for a long time. ”

Shen Muchen sat down in the first place without hesitation, and looked at Li Jinpeng with a smile: "Welcome back." ”

Li Xiaoxing glanced at Li Jinpeng angrily, this kid has not changed at all, as soon as he comes back, he will find something for her, and even laugh at her!

This thing!

She would definitely never get involved in his and Tang Qiao's affairs again.

Saying that, it was a little embarrassing, and after finishing the meal a little reluctantly, Li Xiaoxing still secretly followed Li Jinpeng and Tang Qiao.

In the quiet of midnight, there are dim street lamps on both sides, and the figures of two people are cast on the cement road.

"You ......"

"You ......"

Two people speak at the same time and shut up at the same time.

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

It's another unanimous sentence.

Tang Qiao and Li Jinpeng glanced at each other, and the two of them fell into silence at the same time. I want to talk about "Number One Sweetheart: The Male God Comes to My Bowl" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~