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Joe did it on purpose, of course.

What is the purpose of her coming?

It's just for song Yanqing's death.

There's no need to be too swaggering. Before he dies, he can collect one.

As for who had such a deep hatred with the Song family, she was not interested in it.

Song Yanqing is in her room at this time. It is a birthday party. Although the Song family is relaxed, the protection of song Yanqing is very strict.

Even in his own home, there are people guarding the roads leading to song Yanqing's home.

However, according to the red dot's guidance, Joe found a path which was seldom visited or noticed.

She can only go downstairs to song Yanqing's bedroom.

Song Yanqing lives in a small courtyard in the north. His room is on the second floor. There are bodyguards guarding the downstairs and upstairs. No one else can pass by.

Joe came out of a small door in the garden downstairs from his bedroom.

Ahead is the swimming pool.

Song Yanqing is so dead that Qiao can easily find his place.

At the moment, song Yanqing is sitting on the balcony above the swimming pool, wearing gold wire glasses. A very thin gold thread drops from the junction between the frame and the ear. With his movements, he shakes his facial features with a kind of unique hazy beauty.

There is an English book in my hand.

Today, he is wearing a plain white silk dress with delicate and plain light gold flying crane pattern. From the workmanship, we can see that it is definitely not a custom-made one that ordinary people can buy.

This kind of clothes is extremely provocative. The collar covers his slender and perfect neck. The meticulous button makes his smooth jaw line particularly conspicuous, and his eyebrow bone is high, which makes his eye socket deep, elegant and abstinent.

He was really beautiful, and his face was amazing.

It's not a girl's appearance, but the word "beautiful" is the first intuition.

Some people are good-looking and make you feel like a perfect artwork.

Song Yanqing can't pick out the shortcomings all over his body. He is also intelligent. He is absolutely perfect. He seems to have been favored by heaven.

It's a pity that my life is poor.

Thin life is reflected in his body, his face is a little too pale, not deep lip color has a kind of bright red feeling.

When Joe appeared there today, he saw it at first sight.

Her movements are not hidden. Song Yanqing's eyes are just in her position. If there is any shaking, he can see it without lifting his eyes.

The moment he saw Joe today, he was not flustered.

I just dropped my eyes and saw the girl coming.

When Joe came to the bottom of the balcony and looked up at him, he closed the book, stood up and asked her, "what are you doing here?"

She certainly didn't come through the normal way, I can imagine.

The Song family would not allow any woman to see him alone.

There's no need for marriage deals to happen to him.

He's a sick boy. It's a drag on other girls.

When Qiao saw him today, what was different from the past was that song Yanqing was still dead, but at his side, the stillness was scattered, no longer as deep and heavy as in the past.

But it's not a good thing.

She looked at Song Yanqing and sighed slightly: "you can't hold on. After tonight, you will die."

Today's birthday party is his last date.

When song Yanqing heard the speech, he didn't see any confusion. He just slightly hooked the corner of his lips: "this time, the reason is a little fresh."

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