"Song Qing is my person." In public, Hao Yu didn't speak much, but that action and language could already express everything.

Everyone's jaws dropped in shock. Even if Song Qing is loved by Lu He, can he still make the imperial major general bend his waist? How many are there in her backstage?

"Oh, fox!" Cang Lonely was still in the corner, looking at the continuous drama, swallowing a sip of wine and snorting coldly.

"It turns out that she likes Hao Yu." Li Yanqin's eyes darkened, and he was a little regretful.

"Heh, seduce Lu He and seduce Hao Yu! It's a fox! Cang Lonely's eyes were cold, and Li Yanqin did not point out that in fact, Song Qing did not seduce Lu He, it was Lu He, who was thinking about Bai Yueguang in a Xiao.

Who doesn't have a white moonlight in their heart?

There are so many surprises and accidents in this world, there are always those who can't get it, and those who regret it for life.

At this time, the music sounded, and the business banquet turned into Song Qing's birthday banquet alone.

Major General Hao was fully prepared today, and when he went out, he changed several sets of clothes, and his hair, which was less than two knuckle lengths, was taken care of for at least half an hour, in order to dominate the crowd today, so that the little girl only had herself in her eyes.

The music starts and the opening dance begins.

"Brother Hao." Jiang Niyan was also wearing a royal blue dress, with a low neck, and the curvature of her chest loomed between her movements, she walked to Hao Yu's side and called out cordially.

Song Qing didn't know what it was like, anyway, it was very uncomfortable. This woman made her feel uncomfortable for no reason, her appearance, the smell of perfume, and the kind of eyes she looked at Hao Yu.

Hao Yu's eyes were always on Song Qing, and he immediately noticed that something was wrong with the little girl.

"You put on perfume?" Hao Yu asked.

Jiang Niyan's eyes lit up, thinking that Hao Yu had finally paid attention to herself, and nodded shyly, "Yes, Brother Hao, I specially rushed back from Hangzhou, can I dance with you?" ”

Jiang Niyan has been acting for a few years, of course she knows what looks most attractive to men, her actions unconsciously show the fullness of her chest, she doesn't believe that her 34D big breasts can't compare to Song Qing's small steamed buns that look like B!

"Stay away, my girlfriend doesn't like it." Hao Yu coldly spit out such a sentence, and Jiang Niyan, who was happy and obscene, entered the cold palace in an instant.

"Brother Hao, I ......" Jiang Niyan bit her lower lip, her eyes were red, and she wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Hao Yu.

Hao Yu didn't give Jiang Niyan face at all, bent down directly, stretched out his hand, and said very gentlemanly: "Can you invite my most beautiful Qingqing, the first dance of the growing Qingqing." Although, the dance is not as beautiful as you. ”

The deep voice is like the deepest ancient music, but the oldest Brahma bell can't be sounded, Hao Yu's love words.

Song Qing unconsciously raised his eyebrows, a sense of pleasure crept into his heart, and handed his plain white little hand between the man's big palms, and his cold face seemed to be dyed with a layer of warm light.

Song Qing doesn't laugh often, and many times, she laughs because of anger.

Rarely, at such a moment, the smile is full of warmth, not a cold smile, used to prick the opponent's nerves, nor is it deliberately grinning the corners of the mouth, with an evil appearance, showing that he is fierce.

Her eyebrows were crooked, so slender that the willow eyebrows seemed to break through the ice, revealing tender green branches and leaves. In short, the colors of spring, the warmth of summer, the poetry of late autumn, and the glacier of early winter were all packed by Song Qing in that smile.

Too many beautiful things.

"I do." This sentence is not only in response to Hao Yu's invitation at the moment, but also in response to the fact that it was close to the night that day, Hao Yu took her to the beach. The man's palm is wide, the palm lines are clear, and the light is very weak, but the outstretched hand is so distinct.

He said, "So, Miss Song, can you allow me to pursue you?" ”

At that time, just like now, Hao Yu stretched out his hand and bent down slightly, gentlemanly and handsome.

At that time, Song Qing was still indulging in anger at Cang Lonely, and his heart was full of mixed tastes, not a taste. But he was at a loss for Hao Yu.

At that time, Song Qing was still scared, and he couldn't ask for peace in the future.

But whether it was the assassination or the commercial conflict, she understood that she didn't seem to want peace in her life, and the best peace was to know that there was a man protecting her in a place she couldn't see.

Then let this peace appear in the sun.

So, Miss Song said, "I do." ”

Now that you have made me like it, the rest of my life will be a life and death.

The two ignored Jiang Niyan, whose faces were blue, and came to the center hand in hand.

The man put his arms around the girl's thin waist and interlocked his other hand with the girl's fingers. The dance steps fit together as if they were born together.

Hao Yu whispered in her ear: "You are so fragrant." ”

Song Qing said solemnly: "I didn't wear perfume. ”

"It's the taste of love for you."

Song Qing sighed in his heart, raised his head slightly and slashed at the man's deep eyes, his eyes flickered, and his heart leaked.

"Mr. Lu, can you dance with me?" Jiang Qingyin watched Lu He stand again, her eyes were silent and her eyebrows were warm, and she mustered up the courage to step forward.

Lu He just glanced at her, and then said coldly, "Do you think you are qualified to disturb them?" ”

As far as Lu He's eye can see, there is the dancing couple.

Jiang Qingyin pinched out the pleats of her dress, so in Lu He's eyes, is dancing all a disturbance to Song Qing?

Song Qing is obviously already with Hao Yu, is he still so obsessed with her?

"Lu He, can you, take a look at me beside you?" Jiang Qingyin thought about this, tears appeared in his eyes, but he stubbornly opened his eyes wide and held on.

"I was wrong. Jiang Qingyin. Lu He said, for the first time, called her name.

Jiang Qingyin was stunned, and her beautiful eyes looked at Lu He, as if she was questioning.

"You're not fit in a red dress, and you're not her. She never did. Her likes and dislikes are very clear. In her world, there is no middle point. She doesn't compromise on everything. She wants either all of them, or none of them.

She never chooses a replacement. She is the best Song Qing and deserves the best man in the world. Lu He said eight times in a row, Jiang Qingyin was in a state of stupidity, and in the end, Song Qing's two words completely burned her reason.

Her tears were almost pouring out.

"She's the best Song Qing? She deserves the best man? What man is the best man? Lu He, why, why, for a little girl, became like this? "Such humble, such pain.

"What she likes is the best in the world." Lu He ignored the tears and affection in the woman's eyes. The mood is light, like looking at a floating cloud.

Jiang Qingyin stepped directly across her eyes with a tear, and fell directly, landing on the wide skirt, leaving a deep mark.

She always thought that she was special to Lu He, and when she first wanted to enter the Lu family, she was worried that Lu He would not agree, but she didn't expect that things would go very smoothly.

And in the past three years, she has not been without mistakes, but Lu He seems to be particularly tolerant of her. It's not to take care of, it's just that for the cold-blooded and ruthless Lu He, it's already too merciful to her Jiang Qingyin.

Countless times, she was honestly afraid, thinking that she was about to enter this man's heart.

But it wasn't until Song Qing appeared that she understood that this cold-blooded man also had a soft side, he was so gentle, and every move was to take care of the other party.

It turned out that sentence was wrong.

Lu He is not heartless.

His heart was given to that girl.

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