Qiu Lingyang dialed Rong Fei's phone number, and after dialing, a cold machine voice came: "The phone you dialed cannot be connected for the time being, please dial again later." ”

In order to make the business uncle in front of him happy, he couldn't dial it once, and Qiu Lingyang dialed it several times in a row, but it was the same reply.

She shrugged: "Crazy little, the phone can't get through, and I can't contact him." ”

Shang Xufeng pulled Qiu Lingyang to his lap and sat down: "Qiu Lingyang, in the three years of Guonan Island, have you ever been interested in that kid?" ”

Qiu Lingyang looked at him and smiled slightly: "You guess." ”

The man's face, which had just gotten better, was made even more blue by the words of this stupid woman: "Why do you think Lao Tzu really doesn't dare to do anything to you?" ”

Qiu Lingyang: "I'm just letting you guess ......"

Before she finished speaking, she was gagged by the man's mouth, and he attacked strongly, occupying her city in an instant.

"Hmm......" Qiu Lingyang struggled twice, but her strength was too different from his.

Even if this man's physical condition is not good now, the strength that imprisons her is still so domineering, she can't shake him.

Leaving his marks in the woman's mouth, leaving his breath, he slowly let go of her.

The man reached out and touched her lips that were kissed red by him with his thumb, and said proudly: "Don't think that Young Master Ben can't do anything about you." ”

Qiu Lingyang was angry, why did he kiss her when he said he kissed her? She reached out and hooked her around the neck, pulled down his head, and quickly kissed him on the lips.

She gave him back the ones he had just used on her body one by one, and sucked and bitten all these tricks. When she didn't know what to do next, she let him go and quickly jumped aside: "Don't think that Miss Ben is letting you bully." ”

Shang Xufeng looked at her and laughed evilly: "Qiu Lingyang, you did a good job just now, continue to work hard in the future." ”

"......" Qiu Lingyang had to roll his eyes.

This night, the last day of the three-day period, was spent in a rowdy fight.

Qiu Lingyang didn't know that when a new day came, the economy of City A would change dramatically, but the man who fell asleep next to her couldn't be clearer.

Three years ago, he said that he would give Wei Zong three years, and after three years, let Wei Zong taste the feeling of falling from a high place to a low place.

Anyone who has jumped from a high place to a place in an instant should know that the feeling is almost suffocating, and it is possible to die if it is not even a little worse.

The next morning, just after breakfast, the new clothes ordered by Shang Xufeng had been delivered.

He still has a white shirt and black trousers, Xiao Yang and Xiao Yue'er are two cute white suits, and Qiu Lingyang is a close-fitting cheongsam with retro patterns.

Looking at these clothes, Qiu Lingyang was still stunned: "Shang Xufeng, what is today's press conference for?" Is it necessary to dress so grandly? ”

"That's a lot of nonsense, change your clothes." Shang Xufeng had already changed his clothes with the help of the maid, and after putting on light makeup, he looked very energetic, and there was no trace of illness on his face.

"Cut ......" Qiu Lingyang bit his lip, scolding the stinky man in his heart, but he still started to quickly change the clothes of the two little guys.

The man came over and snatched the clothes from Qiu Lingyang's hand: "Qiu Lingyang, I'll change the clothes of the two little guys, you go and let someone take care of it for you, don't go out unkempt and lose the face of the young master." ”