His son has seven cheap fathers

Ji Ling looked at Song Yingwei, and the words he said clearly exceeded Song Yingwei's expectations. Song Yingwei remembered Ji Ling's timid appearance.

He thought about the reaction of the other party, but there was absolutely no such thing as the current one.

Song Yingwei looked at Ji Ling in a little surprise, but didn't answer Ji Ling's question about how much money he spent a day.

Ji Ling also just asked casually, and didn't really want an answer. Instead, Song Yingwei didn't say anything, which was what he wanted.

If Song Yingwei really offered a sum, Ji Ling would still be reluctant to part with the money.

Although he earned those millions easily, every penny was his own, and he didn't want to spend it on someone he didn't like.

Still the same as Qi Heng's place before, Ji Ling counted nine hundred.

"900 yuan is enough, and now I can earn that much at most in a day." Ji Ling took [-] yuan, and handed back the rest of the wad of money to Song Yingwei.

Then he said: "Young Master Qi also came over to buy me for one night. I will charge him three hundred. Young Master Song and Young Master Qi are friends, so the charges should be the same for both of you."

Ji Ling's expression is calm and calm, which is a bit different from Song Yingwei's memory of him.

Although Song Yingwei felt strange in his heart, he didn't doubt anything too much. People are inherently diverse, but now Ji Ling's personality is much more interesting than before.

It even made Song Yingwei feel a little challenge. Song Yingwei consciously likes challenges, so that what he gets is more valuable.

It doesn't mean much to be submissive.

Song Yingwei laughed, obviously in a rather happy mood.

There was nothing to clean up in the shop. After a while, the baker came back, and the other party also had the key in his hand. Ji Ling just turned off the lights and locked the door. After getting into Song Yingwei's car, Ji Ling called the baker. A phone call, saying that I have something to do today, and the store will trouble the other party to take a look.

"Qi Heng knows about my appointment with you." Song Yingwei mentioned something while driving.

Ji Ling nodded without commenting.

Song Yingwei looked at Ji Ling's attitude, combined with Qi Heng's statement, and thought that Qi Heng's problem was not there. Although Song Yingwei was also curious, logically speaking, Qi Heng should attack Ji Ling, but Qi Heng didn't. Nothing happened.

Song Yingwei didn't bother to find out the real reason, he was just a prostitute duck, and apart from his pretty face, there was nothing special about it.

The car was driving fast, Song Yingwei and the others had already made an appointment to play billiards, and happened to take Ji Ling there to play.

When we arrived at the billiards hall, there was a lot of noise in the hall. The friends who arrived first opened a private room and played in the private room. Song Yingwei and Ji Ling walked in.

When he walked to the door, Song Yingwei raised his arm and landed on Ji Ling's shoulder. Ji Ling squinted at Song Yingwei, and Song Yingwei's lips were stained with a smile, as if he was sure that Ji Ling would not push him away. expression.

Ji Ling withdrew his gaze, and the corners of his mouth curled up silently.

Walking into the room, there were several people standing in the room, which was beyond Ji Ling's expectation. He didn't expect that since Qi Heng was there, not only that, but beside him was a boy who Ji Ling thought looked a bit like himself.

Ji Ling's face froze slightly, what is Qi Heng's situation now?

Looking for his substitute?

As soon as this idea came out, Ji Ling almost laughed.

It is estimated that the type that Qi Heng likes is about the same, and it cannot be his substitute.

It is possible that Qi Heng likes cats or dogs, but Ji Ling does not believe that a person like Qi Heng would like him.

The key point is that Qi Heng's liking is worthless to Ji Ling.

As soon as Qi Heng saw Song Yingwei walking in with his arms around Ji Ling's shoulders, his expression changed slightly, but it didn't show it.

In fact, Song Yingwei was also a little surprised that Qi Heng had come, and he hadn't told him in advance.

Song Yingwei looked at Qi Heng, and then at Ji Ling beside him, but didn't notice much abnormality, so he felt that Qi Heng just came here just by chance, not specially for Ji Ling.

The billiards hall is not only for playing, but also provides wine. Qi Heng is playing with others, and takes a sip from the glass from the boy next to him from time to time.

He didn't put his eyes on Ji Ling, but he caught Ji Ling's figure from time to time in his peripheral vision, which was completely an instinctive behavior.

Like the prey of a wild beast that belongs to its own territory, he pays attention to where the prey goes.

"Can you fight?" Song Yingwei took off the hand resting on Ji Ling's shoulder, and got very close to Ji Ling, so close that others directly thought that Ji Ling was Song Yingwei's.

Ji Ling raised his eyes to look at Qi Heng over there, and the other party's eyes just happened to look over there, and the two eyes met in the air, seemingly nothing, but actually they knew something in their hearts.

"Yes." Ji Ling nodded.

"A few rounds later." Song Yingwei extended the invitation, and his attitude seemed quite respectful.

Ji Ling was not deceived by Song Yingwei's hypocrisy, he knew who Song Yingwei was.

"Since there are winners and losers, how about adding more bets?"

Song Yingwei has a tiger-like smile, with cunning eyes.

He was digging a hole for Ji Ling, and Song Yingwei's billiard skills were a bit good, so he thought it would be easy to win Ji Ling.

Ji Ling didn't seem to know that there was a pit ahead, and he looked innocent: "What bet?"

Song Yingwei bent down and leaned close to Ji Ling's ear, saying in a voice that Qi Heng could hear, "You lost, sleep with me tonight."

With his lips pursed slightly, Ji Ling turned his face and asked, "What if I win?"

"Then I'll sleep with you." Song Ying's smile deepened.

Ji Ling also laughed, his voice was calm and unwavering: "I'm used to sleeping alone, how about this, if I win, Young Master Song will sleep with someone else."

As they got closer, Song Yingwei found that Ji Ling's pupils were a little different from most people's, light brown and relatively light in color. This color made Ji Ling's entire expression look very pale, as if nothing could touch him. into his eyes.

In other words, Ji Ling didn't care about anything.

Song Yingwei firmly believed that Ji Ling's game skills were not as good as his own, so he asked someone to investigate Ji Ling, and Ji Ling was not good at billiards, so Song Yingwei agreed to Ji Ling's proposal without thinking.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Qi Heng saw that Ji Ling was betting on his own body, and his heart suddenly burst into flames.

He and Song Yingwei had little chance of winning, let alone Ji Ling.

Qi Heng didn't understand, didn't Ji Ling plan to hook him, because he couldn't get through here, so now he was going to change his target, Song Yingwei?

Ji Ling is really a good planner, it happens that Song Yingwei is interested in him now, a pregnant woman with a child is still so restless, Qi Heng thinks he has underestimated Ji Ling.

If he told Song Yingwei about Ji Ling's pregnancy, Ji Ling's new goal would be lost, and Qi Heng suddenly looked forward to what Ji Ling's expression would be at that time.

However, after three games of billiards, the result surprised everyone present.

Ji Ling won the first game, everyone may think it was luck, winning three games in a row, this is not just a matter of luck.

Ji Ling set up the cue stick on the side of the table. After the victory, he looked at Song Yingwei with a fearless look in his eyes.

Song Yingwei hadn't lost so badly for a long time, losing all three games. At this moment, he felt that the Ji Ling in front of him was not like the one he had seen before, as if it was just a skin with a different soul inside.

"I won. I think Young Master Song should be a man who keeps his word." Ji Ling slightly raised his chin, which came from the aloofness and arrogance in his soul, which not only made Song Yingwei tremble in his heart, watching all this So is Qi Heng.

Even Qi Heng's palpitations were stronger than his friend's.

Ji Ling has a beautiful face, but in the past this face was just beautiful, unlike now, it can be called stunning.

He stands tall and straight with a steel frame, exuding a unique charismatic aura. Ji Ling has a pair of rare phoenix eyes. Those bright eyes are passionate and ruthless. When the field is fully open, its visual impact can be imagined.

Liking someone is a matter of instant, with a look, a movement, or a word from the other person, Qi Heng once thought that he would not be so easily tempted.

Now he knows, so he will.

The majestic mountains in his heart collapsed in an instant, and Qi Heng heard a loud rumbling sound at that moment.

For a moment in the billiards hall, it seemed that other scenery and people were receding at the speed of light. Qi Heng could only see Ji Ling in his eyes, fresh and bright, the only one in the whole world, a kind of silent bewilderment, pouring out from Ji Ling's eyebrows, Qi Heng wanted to walk over, wanted to pull Ji Ling into his arms, and wanted to let everyone who saw Ji Ling know.

He belongs to him.

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