I really don’t want to cross into a harem story

Then he hurried downstairs.

Start the vehicle.

Jiangbei glanced at Xiong Ying's live broadcast room.

Found that the live broadcast is still going on.

But Xiong Ying seemed to be drunk.

There are a few pieces of clothing missing.

I am dressed very homely at the moment.

There is only a camisole on the upper body.

There are only sports shorts underneath.

Her plump breasts flashed in front of the camera from time to time.

As a result, a number of users rewarded some small gifts.

Asking the host if he can dance, airborne, make a date...

Jiangbei was also speechless for a while.

These color batches, what are you thinking about?

If you don’t miss him, you must not only think about it, but also take action.

Closed the live broadcast.

Jiangbei called Xiong Ying.

It was left behind when I left before.

It took a while for the phone to be connected.

Xiong Ying turned off the live broadcast.

He held his heavy head and said:

"Mr. Jiang?"

"Well, where are you? I have something urgent to come to see you for."

"Ah?" Xiong Ying was confused. Jiangbei, are you looking for her in an emergency?

Xiong Ying feels dizzy and will be tired of dealing with business matters.

He shook his head and refused:

"Mr. Jiang, can you talk on the phone?"

"I'm not very convenient right now."

There was no response on the phone.

But there was the sound of a car horn.

Xiong Ying opened her mouth.

I thought Jiangbei didn't hear it.

But suddenly I thought of the Jiang family's great cause.

If she makes Jiangbei unhappy.

Jiang's group took action against her other companies.

Then isn't she doomed?

Thinking of this, Xiong Ying changed her words and said, "I, I'm at home."

"Sixth floor of a building in Shum Yip Washington."

“You have to swipe your card to get in.”

"Call me when you arrive and I'll pick you up, okay, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Bei navigated and saw that it was nearby and said, "Okay, I'll be there soon. You can come down now."

The phone hangs up.

Xiong Ying blew a breath.

A big head.

This damn job.dear,.loving,reader.,.

You can't have your own free time.

I'm so annoying.

If I had known earlier, I would have pretended not to see it.

Xiong Ying put away the beer cans.

Boil the tea again.

After that, I changed my clothes, tidied up my appearance briefly, and hurried downstairs.

I saw Jiang Bei getting off a familiar Porsche.

Xiong Ying frowned.

Isn’t that the Porsche you saw in the basement, going crazy in escape mode?

Is the car owner Jiangbei?

I go……

Then he should be He Siyuan.

Xiong Ying was speechless.

But it’s not surprising.

Many rich people are the same.

A smile spread across her face.

The alcohol made her eyelids twitch.

"Mr. Jiang, what's the matter with you coming here in such a hurry?"

Xiong Ying asked with a smile.

Jiangbei looked at it.

Xiong Ying wore a long gown and skirt.

There are a few buttons on it.

The chest is full and ready to come out.

As the skirt blew open in the wind, her slender black stocking legs were exposed.

Jiang Bei lifted the plastic bag in his hand, "A little unhappy."

"Can you have a few drinks with me?"

Xiong Ying was stunned for a moment.

Only then did I realize that the black plastic bag contained alcohol.

But she just drank...

Almost fainted.

Let’s have some drinks with Jiangbei.

You must be drunk.

Xiong Ying didn't think about what Jiang Bei would do to her.

I'm just worried that I won't be able to drink with Jiangbei to the fullest.

But Jiangbei said he was unhappy.

If you make him happy with you.

If your company is short of money in the future, wouldn't it be easy to ask Jiang for investment?

thought here.

Xiong Ying responded bravely:

"Yes, yes."

"Let's go upstairs first."

"The wind is a bit strong today and it's a bit cold."

"It's true, my hands are a bit cold." Jiang Bei agreed.

Thinking about whether I could hold Xiong Ying's little hand.dear,.loving,reader.,.

As a result, Xiong Ying was immediately stunned after hearing this.

no……

elder brother.

You drove here.

Why are your hands still cold?

It's just that the wind is a bit strong...

This……

Is he hinting at me?

isn't it...

Xiong Ying was a little confused.

He shook his head, still not allowing himself to think too much.

Maybe Jiangbei said his hands were frozen.

It's because the drinks are ice cold.

That's why my hands get cold.

"Let me carry it."

Xiong Ying took the plastic bag from Jiangbei's hand.

Sure enough, there was ice-cold wine inside.

Ok.

Just now, Jiang Bei's hands rubbed against each other.

Very cold.

Ok.

It seems that he does have frozen hands.

Not implying anything to me.

Xiong Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

I was still a little afraid that I would lead a wolf into my house.

but……

Things have come to this point.

There was no way she could tell Jiang Bei to leave.

Then it can be said that she doesn't want to hang out in Yuncheng anymore.

Xiong Ying's hands were cool and slender.

Jiang Bei didn't dare to think about what it would feel like to be held.