Jiang Yanxing is so anxious?

Song Qitang leaned against the door, almost drunk, and his chest seemed to be pressed by a thousand catties.

I wanted to vomit, but I was afraid of alarming them, so I could only endure it.

“…… Don't, I have to accompany Mr. Jiang for a while, he is in the private room. ”

The delicate complaints came into his ears, and Song Qitang's eyes flickered, and he listened carefully to the movement of the compartment.

"Solve your cravings, I gave you to Mr. Jiang, he is so romantic, can he always accept you? Remember to speak for me. ”

Song Qitang playfully raised his lips.

Li Guodong not only sent beauties to please Jiang Yanxing, but also gave a large piece of grassland behind his back!

The movement of the cubicle came and went, and she patted her flushed cheek and immediately seized the opportunity to leave.

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The corridor was dimly lit, and Song Qitang was dizzy and stepped on the sound-absorbing carpet, like hiking above the clouds.

I haven't worn high heels for more than five years, and I have an old ankle injury, so I broke my foot without paying attention.

She held on to the wall in a hurry, her eyes inadvertently sweeping to the slender shadow that was slanting from the corner.

Song Qitang's heart palpitated, instinctively sensing danger, curled up on his toes and retreated.

The man chuckled, smashing the ground as clear as the moonlight, approaching her leisurely step by step.

"The eldest lady is getting more and more capable, and Bincheng is indeed too small, and I met you when you came out to sell twice."

"Each other, each other."

Song Qitang was already uncomfortable because he was drunk, but at this moment he was stimulated by Jiang Yanxing, his pupils were moist, he glanced at the bathroom, and his words were as sharp as a knife, "Every time I see Mr. Jiang, it seems that your condition is more 'special'." ”

"You're tactfully reminding me to keep my mouth shut?" Jiang Yanxing put his hands in his trouser pockets and slowly approached Song Qitang.

He examined her extraordinarily red cheeks, and her handsome eyebrows swept over her undisguised disgust, "It's not professional to sell, since you lack money to spend, the handle in your hand is more valuable than yours." ”

Sparks burst out from Song Qitang's eyes, and the chill on his face was even worse, "If I really have evidence of putting you to death, I will happily give it to the Jiang family who see you unpleasantly for free." ”

"With such a heavy grievance, no wonder I see you with a hateful face, and it is not even fun to sleep."

Jiang Yanxing raised his eyebrows senselessly, and his tone was lazy, "You really want me to die?" ”

"You ruined my family, suffered a lot of displacement, and ruined your life by a lawsuit."

Song Qitang laughed angrily, "Why can't I want you to die?" Jiang Yanxing, are you embarrassed to pretend to be aggrieved? ”

Li Guodong's voice answering the phone suddenly approached with his footsteps.

It's too fast, isn't it?

Song Qitang was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But behind him was a wall, and Jiang Yanxing stood in front of him, and he couldn't advance or retreat at all.

In the next second, Jiang Yanxing couldn't resist pinching her wrist and pushing Ren Lisuo into the corner.

His back hit the cold and hard wall bricks without warning, Song Qitang trembled, and his eyebrows lowered in pain.

Jiang Yanxing propped up the wall with one hand, thin and cold ice chips floating in her eyes, and her voice was cold and covered her ears.

"Be obedient, otherwise don't talk about the Golden Four Seasons, I won't let you stay in Bincheng, I don't believe you try."

Song Qitang dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, trying to hold back the angry scolding that almost broke through his throat, and glared at him viciously.

Jiang Yanxing turned a blind eye and turned his face slightly to look at the shadows outside.

“…… Jiang Yanxing is not easy to fool, is our business slowing down? ”

Li Guodong hid from the corner and made a phone call, not noticing that the situation on the other side was different.

Song Qitang's back was against the cold wall, but his chest and abdomen were surrounded by Jiang Yanxing's warm body temperature.

The crisp cedar wood fragrance mixed with the smell of tobacco haunts the sense of smell, and it is a particularly attractive smell for men.

She resisted the intrusion of something, pursed her lips, and began to think in a divergent manner.

The jewelry industry is highly competitive, with huge profits and endless shady scenes.

She probably guessed that Jiang Yanxing was grabbing Li Guodong's pigtails.

Just thinking about it, Song Qitang's body suddenly couldn't help but tremble.