Xie Jingjiu's originally cold face became even deeper, "Don't worry, we haven't done anything, I will be self-denying and courteous until she breaks up the relationship with you." ”

He has no interest in meddling, and the education he received since childhood does not allow him to do that kind of thing, and he repeatedly ridicules Qi Su just to give him a sense of urgency.

It is best to be able to leave, and if you can't leave him, don't be a person.

But when they really respect each other and reconcile in a high-profile manner, why is he so unhappy.

He deliberately slowed down his tone, as if he was mocking.

Qi Su had a bad temper, and this situation was even more angry, and he wanted to rush out and beat Xie Jingjiu on the spot, he pushed people away roughly, "Get out of here." ”

Xie Jingjiu handed it halfway through, and pulled it back forcefully, and between the two argued, Song Zhiwei almost hit the door.

Qi Su subconsciously cushioned.

Xie Jingjiu looked at his palm that was a step late, and his heart felt like a ball of cotton, and he was even more depressed.

Qi Su glanced at him and said coldly: "Put away your dirty thoughts, Song Zhiwei is my wife, now and in the future, don't worry about it." ”

Xie Jingjiu clenched his fists, and finally didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Qi Su looked at Song Zhiwei, whose face was crimson in his arms, and the fire in his stomach was burning more and more, and he could barely breathe.

It doesn't matter what his feelings are or not, she is his own, her eyes, nose and body, all belong to him alone.

Song Zhiwei felt that she had drunk too much in her dreams, and she was woken up in the middle of the night and almost fell to the ground, only to find herself lying on the sofa with a blanket on her body and half of her legs outside.

Her last memory is still stuck in the staggered banquet hall, wondering if she has offended too many people, how can she come to pour her.

But fortunately, I was at home, not in any strange place.

It was pitch black in the bedroom, and she was ready to climb into bed for the sake of her body.

"Finally awake?"

The sudden sound startled Song Zhiwei, and the knee she had just knelt on the bed slipped and hit the edge of the bed directly, making her let out a cry of pain.

In the next moment, the lights were bright, and Qi Su's pale face came into view.

His expression was very cold, which made Song Zhiwei, who was still dazed, wake up again, she rubbed her eyes, "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

Qi Su saw that her light and breezy appearance was even more angry, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you say I haven't slept yet." ”

"How do I know?" Song Zhiwei was inexplicable, pulled the quilt, and said in a dumb voice: "Since I'm awake, how can I sleep on the sofa?" ”

has a contract in hand, and now her status is not as good as before, and she is very tough.

Qi Su squinted, "I also know that the sofa is uncomfortable, and I don't know that you should have this result when you come back with other men." ”

Song Zhiwei's head sank, she could only listen to half of her obedientness, and she was dizzy and said: "Of course it's uncomfortable, I don't still let you go to bed when you used to spend all day drinking." ”

This man really doesn't have the heart to care for a lady at all.

Although he bought the house and has a habit of cleanliness, the guest room can always make her up for a night.

Stingy man.

Seeing her talking about him left and right, Qi Su stretched out his hand to lift the quilt and said in a deep voice: "Don't make it clear, neither of us should sleep." ”

"Qi Su, don't look like a resentful woman." Song Zhiwei also lost patience, she only felt that the identities of the two were reversed, and wrinkled her eyebrows and said: "I told you the location, people and events, what else do I have to explain." ”

Qi Su got out of bed and lit a cigarette and sat down in the backlight: "Let's say, there are so many female colleagues, why is it Xie Jingjiu who sent you back?" ”

"I obviously asked Xiaolin to send me back, how could it be him?" Song Zhiwei thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't remember any related images.

She still understands the truth that men and women don't kiss, so she told the assistant before drinking, if she was drunk, she would help call Qi Su to pick it up, or help her call Lin Yun.

After work, Qi Su must be idle, and the two have made an appointment.

Qi Su almost burned his hand in annoyance, "How do I know, if I come back late, should you be lying in the same bed now?" ”

"That's not going to happen." Song Zhiwei shook her head sluggishly: "He is a gentleman, and I am not so attractive." ”

Qi Su was silent for a while, got up and pinched her chin, and couldn't bear it: "You are quite educated." ”

A few words were squeezed out between the teeth.

Song Zhiwei's wine is good, but the amount of alcohol is not very good, and she is still dizzy.

But when she heard this, she cleared up for a moment, she stared at Qi Su's eyes, and said slowly: "If you are jealous, you will be jealous, why are you so angry?" ”