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Chapter 191 Bai Xiaoling, Are You Going Too Much?

She squeezed her phone, waiting for the people inside to come out.

A few minutes later, the people inside came out, Ye Shengsheng was wearing a dark red dress, her long hair was casually scattered behind her waist, there was a touch of charm in her laziness, and a touch of sexiness in her playfulness.

Si Jinxi was wearing a well-tailored dark red suit, with a tall and straight figure and a dignified appearance, exuding an elegant and noble temperament from the bottom of his bones, and at the same time, he was capable and capable, the only accessory on his body It is a unique brooch on the chest, and Ye Shengsheng also has one on the chest. There are some slight differences, but this makes it easier for people to see that they are a pair.

Jiang Ziran had never seen Si Jinxi in a suit, and never thought that such an indifferent man would one day wear ingenious couple accessories with a woman.

She stood in the room. It wasn't cold in the late autumn sky, but she could feel a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

Others said that this man belonged to her. She went from refusing to accepting, and finally became obsessed, so she firmly believed that this man would belong to her, but in the end she got such a result, and she was very unwilling.

How could she know how to control her emotions as a pampered young lady? Ye Shengsheng had a panoramic view of the changes in her expression.

For Jiang Ziran, probably because she was too stupid, Ye Shengsheng didn't hate her, but felt distressed.

She would rather play with her.

The dinner is still the same people during the day, Si Jinxi has no other expectations for this meal, the only request is to get the title of 'big nephew' out of his life as soon as possible!
In this regard, Ye Shengsheng didn't seem to want to do what he wanted so easily.

She was sitting next to Su Yun, and the two brothers stretched out their arms around her neck in a good way, and said with a faint smile: "It's better to ask Auntie to see you, or Sister Su."

Si Jinxi silently turned the revolving table 180 degrees, and switched all the dishes that Ye Shengsheng liked to the other side, and all the green vegetarian dishes that she didn't like were placed in front of him.

Seeing the cooked duck flying away, Ye Shengsheng turned around, looked at Su Yun with her mouth flattened, and said in a pitiful voice, "Mom, look at him bullying me and not giving me meat!"

She suddenly said 'Mom' just after she finished her sentence. Not only was Su Yun frightened, but everyone around the dining table hadn't reacted yet.

Si Jinxi was the most indifferent. The moment her voice came out, he put her favorite dishes back in front of her. It is worth noting that Jiang Ziran just wanted to pick up vegetables at this time, but he was dumped and no one moved. Cold vegetarian bitter gourd.

She slammed the chopsticks on the dining table, and before she could speak, the father beside her raised his hand to hold her shoulder, frowned slightly, and glared at her.

A middle-aged person is still full of majesty, and his eyes have been cultivated to a certain level. Jiang Ziran was dissatisfied, but he was quieted by a stare.

Ye Shengsheng was on the other side of the dining table, still eating and playing with her.

Before she could make a sound about what she wanted to eat, someone had already put it in her bowl, and she was so comfortable that she couldn't describe it.

During the dinner, she noticed that Bai Xiaoling left the dining table suddenly, and then Jiang Ziran also left together. The two left in the same direction. After thinking about it, she cruelly put down her chicken leg and got off the dining table with a chicken wing in her mouth. .

Following them to the small balcony outside the box, a gorgeous and huge stone pillar can just block her figure, and she leans on the pillar to listen to the conversation between the two over there.

"Bai Xiaoling, aren't you going too far?"

　Compose a poem, "Seeking Tickets", on the day of hoeing at noon, the author's words are bitter.Sweat dripping down the soil, if you don't have a ticket, you will cry QAQ!People want tickets!

　　
　
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