Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Long Qingcheng pushed open the door and walked in. There was silence in the box, and her long legs with nowhere to rest unconsciously slowed down.

Not far away, Lin Ye and An Xu looked at Long Qingcheng who came in with a wicked smile, especially Lin Ye who waved at them relentlessly.

She rolled her eyes at Lin Ye and walked in. She sat down opposite Di Yuanjue lazily.

Ying Lei reluctantly brought a glass of water and placed it directly next to Long Qingcheng, "Miss Long, your water."

This little ancestor really refreshed their understanding little by little.

"Thank you." Long Qingcheng raised his lips and smiled slightly.

She put down her crossed legs, picked up the teacup and was about to drink water, when Di Yuanjue across from her said, "Are you here with your boyfriend?"

"Pfft...cough cough cough." Long Qingcheng coughed dryly. She bent down and took out a few tissues to wipe her mouth. She explained with a dry smile, "Fu Chengyun is my friend, and you believe his jokes."

Thinking he'd ask himself why he wanted the repair fluid.

He even asked why he took action even though he knew Yingyu was one of his own.

It just didn't occur to him to ask this ridiculous boyfriend directly.

This Fu Chengyun is more likely to fail than succeed, even if he is joking, he has to divide people. If this makes my future man run away, I will make him kneel on the durian! !

Fu Chengyun hates the smell of durian and can kill him if he smells it.

Di Yuanjue narrowed his eyes, his breath was solemn, and his aura was absolutely powerful. He held a cigarette between his slender fingers, his arms resting on the armrest, and his sexy thin lips pursed slightly, "Why don't you tell me?"

If you want to come to this cruise, why bother using Fu Chengyun to take you there.

Long Qingcheng's eyes were bright. She leaned on the sofa and said in a shallow voice, "Didn't you tell me you were here?"

Their relationship hasn't reached the point where they need to tell each other everything.

Long Qingcheng understood.

Di Yuanjue understood better.

They are not so easy to hand over their backs to others.

They are all just people who believe in themselves.

Di Yuan Jue didn't speak for a long time and smoked one cigarette after another until the auction below was held as scheduled.

Long Qingcheng tilted her head slightly and glanced down.

Lin Ye raised the sign and said to Long Qingcheng: "Jiu Ye has made arrangements. We will take pictures of this repair fluid." He said with some resentment, as if Long Qingcheng didn't understand Jiu Ye's painstaking efforts at all.

Although the repair fluid is precious, Master Jiu will give it to her without hesitation if she wants it.

Just like this, doesn't it prove that you are very important in Master Jiu's heart?

The most irritating thing is that they auctioned them off and then bought them back, which was a double expense. Alas, they lost money.

Lin Ye was very miserable and sad.

Looking at the slightly raised prices, he wondered if he could get his little treasury.

Long Qingcheng pursed her lips, her mind racing with thoughts, then she stood up and walked towards the sofa opposite. She kicked Di Yuanjue's high-definition leather shoes with her toes, and said in a weak tone, "Go over there. go……"

The two looked at each other, and she continued with a guilty conscience: "The view is better from here."

Lin Ye: "..." Mom agreed, Long Qingcheng, you are really awesome.

An Xu: "..."

Di Yuanjue put down his long legs, with deep eyes and a meaningful smile, he turned slightly to the right and moved his body a little to the right.

Long Qingcheng sat down directly and played with her mobile phone.

He raised his head and said, "Master Jiu, don't be angry, I was wrong."