Endless Pampering Only For You

Ye Sijue spread his hands and said, "I didn't talk nonsense. I said everything I saw with my own eyes."

"Are you there?" Han Qiqing sat down, thinking with a crooked head, as if he had forgotten whether it was the same.

Song Shijun thought she was posing, pushed her, and asked, "Who the **** is it? When did you make a boyfriend?"

"No! Really not! It must be, must be Ye Sijue's dazzling, wrong reading! Otherwise he is deceiving!" Han Qiqing thought about it carefully, and could not find any memory from his mind.

Song Shijun did not feel that he knew Ye Sijue would not make such a mess.

"Sir, what kind of man is that?" He asked in the past.

Ye Sijue thought about it, "It's been a long time. He is a good-looking man. He wears glasses and looks very gentle. He looks in his twenties."

"Twenties!" Han Qiqing tapped the table, as if he had captured the evidence, pointing at Ye Sijue, and said, "How could I like a man in his twenties! You're wrong, you must be wrong!"

She was completely unimpressed.

She didn't remember such a thing.

Seeing that Han Qiqing reacted so much, Mo Xiaomen stretched out his hand and dragged Ye Sijue, and whispered, "Don't say anything, maybe there is something that Qi Qing and the man can't tell, you should be mistaken." "

Ye Sijue was very obedient, and when he turned around, he said perfunctoryly to Han Qiqing, "Maybe it was wrong, don't think about it, it's nothing."

"Look, I said he was wrong!" Han Qiqing said.

Song Shijun braced his chin, stunned her, and snorted Ye Sijue.

Tell him by his observations and instincts.

Ye Sijue did not lie or read wrong.

"Han Qiqing, are you hiding something from me?" He whispered.

Han Qiqing glanced at him with a gloomy face, "No! Don't listen to Ye Sijue stupidly, how can I associate with a man in his twenties? I rarely come here, OK, and he himself said He read it wrong. "

Really wrong?

Song Shijun is skeptical.

However, soon after the food was served, Han Qiqing invited everyone to eat, and temporarily set aside the incident.

After a while, someone knocked on the door.

The manager came in, smiling, holding a red wine in both hands.

"Sao Xi, this is from Miss Jiang."

"Miss Jiang?" Mu Xiaoxiao first responded, squinting at the wine in front of her.

Yin Shaojiao frowned slightly and asked, "Who is Miss Jiang?"

"Uh ..." The manager froze, presumably he didn't expect that, and the air seemed a little awkward.

"Ms. Jiang is ... the girl companion you brought here before ..."

To put it bluntly, it is my girlfriend.

Yin Shaojie shook her head and said, "I have no impression. You take things back. I don't want to."

"This ..." The manager's face was distressed.

Mu Xiaoxiao's previous vinegar strength was originally smoothed. Now, looking at this situation, there are signs of recovery.

"Hey, who is Miss Jiang? One of your previous girlfriends? Did you bring here?"

"I don't remember," Yin Shaoji said.

Opposite, Song Shijun and Han Qiqing looked at each other as if they were communicating.

"Miss Jiang ... is Jiang Ranxi?" Han Qiqing asked.

The manager was relieved and nodded. "Yes."

Han Qiqing looked stunned, "Oh, it's her."

Then she raised her eyebrows and yelled at Yin Shaojie with a gloating look, saying, "Yin Shaojiu, haven't we just talked to her just now? Don't tell me, you really forget."