Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

It was already late when we returned to the Blue Lake Villa after watching the concert, and the two of them went to bed after washing up.

In the middle of the night, Qin Jing was still asleep when he was awakened by the noise.

She opened her eyes slightly, and saw that the dim bedside lamp was on, and the lampshade that was raised was lowered to the lowest level, and the whole room was dim.

She rubbed her eyes, saw Wen Jili who had already changed her clothes, squinted her eyes, her head was a little more awake, she lifted the quilt and sat on the bed >

"What's wrong?"[

Wen Jili twisted the cuff buttons, turned around and walked towards the bed, stroking Qin Jing's hair with a soft tone.

"I thought it wouldn't disturb you to move lightly, but it still woke you up."

Waking up in the middle of the night, Qin Jing still frowned uncomfortably, yawned, and glanced at the clock on the wall.

A bit of unnaturalness flashed in Wen Jili's eyes, but the unnaturalness only passed away. He leaned over and kissed Qin Jing's forehead.

"Something happened to a friend, I want to go out for a while. Be good, sleep well. I'll be back when I'm done."

Wen Jili held Qin Jing's shoulders, gently put her down on the big bed, tucked the quilt up for her, kissed her forehead again before leaving, and said softly, "Hey, go to sleep, I'll be back soon. "

Turning off the bedside lamp next to her, Wen Jili walked out lightly, Qin Jing looked at her back, feeling uneasy in his heart, the door was gently closed by Wen Jili, Qin Jing, who was still sleepy, was completely No drowsiness.

She lifted the quilt, got out of bed and poured a glass of warm water, drank a few sips, but still couldn't suppress the uneasiness in her heart, she simply left the bedroom and stood by the window, just in time to see Wen Jili's car driving away .

She held on to the floor-to-ceiling glass door frame of the balcony, and stood by, until the familiar Bentley disappeared before her eyes, before sighing.

Is it like this for all women, as long as you care about it, you will always be more or less concerned about gains and losses.

No longer sleepy, she simply sat in the living room and played on the TV, turned the channel around, and turned back again. There was no TV to watch. She copied the remote control on the coffee table, turned off the display, and curled up on the sofa for a while.

Feeling bored, he took Wen Jili's hand on the sofa next to him and put it on his lap, intending to use the Internet to pass the time.

It was displayed to enter the password. Wen Jili had told Qin Jing that she would play with Wen Jili's mobile phone, otherwise, no matter how bored she was, she would never touch Wen Jili's mobile phone.

Although the relationship between the two is now a step further than before, but like hands>

Enter the password, it shows that it is logging in, and after a while, it pops up to the interface. Looking at the webpage that is still open, Qin Jing knows that Wen Jili has not turned off the computer before and turned off the screen.

Glancing at the websites he browsed, it was normal, and they were all about policies or related to architecture and jewelry.

She clicked off, and when she wanted to log on to Q, she searched the entire mobile phone, but couldn't find the penguin-like profile picture, and finally she searched a few more times, completely giving up.

Qin Jing was stunned. He was familiar with the children of China. He heard that QQ, which had already had over [-] million users, and that stupid penguin were not installed on Wen Sanshao's computer at all!

Qin Jing was defeated by Wen Jili, went to the webpage, loaded QQ, installed, clicked on the desktop, and logged in...[

Browse the QQ will be online users, except those hands>

His mobile phone is much better than her antique one. It can be used as a tablet or as a tablet. Qin Jing put his index finger on the screen and swipe boredly, but he didn't know what he was pressing.

After that, a message >

Qin Jing made sure that she didn't intend to open Wen Jili's msn, but the icon was on the desktop, and her finger just clicked on it by accident, and it coincidentally had a new message.

She didn't even bother to read the message that she accidentally opened >