Ji Xiushan doesn't sleep the original owner, but he likes to watch the original lead singer dance and sing ...

And I really like to see the original owner crying!

Occasionally, I took a whip to pull the original owner a few times.

Yange doesn't have the emotion of the original owner, but the original owner's memories of walking around and watching the lights are also slightly understood.

Her interest in this man was not because he was a pervert.

It was because the moment she saw him, her eyebrows were slightly warm, like blood was boiling.

This feeling was not uncomfortable or painful, but made her heart twitch, a hunter found the excitement of the prey.

Yan Ge did not pick up a handkerchief, she smiled frowningly: "As soon as I saw Mr. getting out of the car, he lost the papa with a loss of mind. It was unexpected that he would be picked up by Mr.

There was a gunshot outside, and the noise of people's hustle was mixed with the sound of gunshots, which sounded terrible when they heard it.

Ji Xiushan's complexion remained unchanged, and he didn't even make a rationale song, only playing with the tea cup in his hand.

I don't want to let go of such a good opportunity.

She asked him, "Are these people coming to Mr.?"

Ji Xiushan raised his head and glanced at his words, his voice was mild: "Cultivate, cultivate and do good."

His eyebrows were always smiling and his voice was warm and moist. Even so, for some reason, I always felt that he was like a flower in a mist in the water, which made him feel alienated and indifferent.

The words are as good as the good: "Are these people trying to cultivate good?"

Ji Xiushan shook his head: "It's my person who comes to a few rich merchants who eat in this building."

Words of Song: ...

For a while I didn't know what to talk to this guy.

She set her eyes on the table. "The food on the table is still hot. Would you like to eat something? I didn't move much."

Ji Xiushan: "Thank you."

After that, I picked up the chopsticks.

Yange sat silently on the side, watching him slowly and windy.

After a while, almost all the meat on the table was eaten by this guy.

It is estimated that three or five men cannot finish this table. But he was cleaned by him.

Yange increasingly affirmed the identity of this guy.

Putting down the chopsticks gracefully, Ji Xiushan wiped his mouth with a silk cloth, apologizing to the singer, "I'm sorry to eat a lot."

Yan Song: ... this is more than just so many.

Just then, the door of the box was kicked.

The door wasn't sturdy, but Shi Yan's voice rang outside: "Jiang Xiaofeng, your special lady is here, squeak."

"It's Shi Shuai." Yan Ge said to Ji Xiushan, "Can you open the door?"

Ji Xiushan nodded toward the two men guarding the door, and the door was opened.

As soon as Shi Yan entered the box, he saw Ji Xiushan frowning, but immediately he walked quickly to Yan Ge, blocking him behind him, and then reached out to Ji Xiu Shan: "Ji Staff, thank you."

Ji Xiushan reached out and shook hands with him: "Just call me Xiao Ji. I didn't tell anyone when I came out. A low-key point is always good."

A low-key fart, all of them are so low-key when they kill in Fengmanlou.

Shi Yan's defamation in his heart was haha ​​with a smile on his face: "Mr. Xiaoji."

He stepped aside and pointed to the song saying, "This is Neizi. Thank you for taking care of Mr. Xiaoji, we will not disturb Mr. Xiaoji."

Anyway, I will leave after pulling the song.

Ji Xiushan: "Goodbye."

The two men did not intend to communicate with each other.

Until Song Yan was pulled out of the box, Yange was still stunned.