Damn it.
This woman is still provocative. A Yi rolls up his sleeves to prove his dignity as a champion.
But she was stopped by song Yanqing.
"Touch your finger and you'll go?"
Joe is just a girl today. He will never watch his bodyguard beat a girl.
Joe nodded: "yes."
Just touch it and leave. It's no advantage.
Song Yanqing nodded: "then you come up."
A Yi and the bodyguards:.... "
Another voice is very sad: "young master don't, how can such a woman touch your noble body!! She doesn't deserve to touch a single strand of your hair
Today, Qiao went upstairs with her skirt and gave a sneer to ah Yu: "in what era did you play the Qing Dynasty opera?"
A Yi: "I'm sorry
If you know her real identity, she will say you or he or others.
Joe went upstairs today.
Song Yanqing's room is as elegant as others.
Furniture is very simple and elegant wood style, only some necessary modern facilities, do also close to the style of this room.
On the whole, song Yanqing really looks like a real young master raised by a big family.
Elegant and noble, with others, not a world.
Song Yanqing sat on the cane chair beside the balcony without moving.
Joe walked over, and a Yi came up with her. Her eyes were like radar. She wanted to burn a hole in Joe's body.
Qiao went to song Yanqing today. He slowly extended his left hand.
Long and beautiful, bone distinct white fingers, thumb, wearing a valuable jade ring.
Green and transparent, it is worth a lot of money at a glance. It is most suitable for such a person.
It is a symbol of power and power to wear the thumb. Song seems to have high expectations for song Yanqing. As long as he doesn't have an accident, the future of the Song family will only be song Yanqing.
If he had not found out that the shadow of the man he had seen on the flyover that day was Joaquin, he would not have.
He didn't allow anyone to get close to him.
But he wanted to know why this girl was the only light in the world.
Qiao was very quick today. She said that she was touching her finger. After a short contact with song Yanqing's index finger, she took it back.
There was no other feeling. It was just like a casual encounter between people.
The only difference is that Qiao Jin's fingers are hot and song Yanqing's fingers are cold.
Ah looked at Joe's fingertip and almost didn't want to chop it.
The young master is defiled, the young master is defiled.
The young master was defiled by a woman.
He's dirty - Pooh!
The young master purified this woman!
Joe now felt that huge dead breath, a happy smile on his face, and sincerely said, "thank you."
Song Yanqing nodded: "is this OK?"
Joaquin: "that's OK."
She looked at Song Yanqing again and felt it was a pity that he had died like this.
If she had been alive all the time, the main material of the array she was fighting back would not have needed so much effort.
It's just that she's not interested in taking care of other people's grievances.
If the Song family doesn't look for her, she won't ask for trouble.
But it's not her style to take it and leave. She thought for a moment and said, "maybe you'll come to me."
Song Yanqing is dead. She can't see through his fate except that she knows he is going to die.
Song Yanqing has not yet answered, another anxious: "the big night has not gone to sleep to start to dream?"
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