Jiang Shu is very beautiful, she is so charming. Because of the club, she has a little bit of dust on her body, which adds countless charm to her beauty.

Song Shaoyan ate a piece of orange, which was a little astringent.

The oranges in this season are not quite sweet.

"Song Shaoyan, you are not the fate of dying alone, but you have the temper of dying alone. Why don't I teach you to fall in love? You are so rich, how about giving me some shares?"

"roll."

"Hehe, look, this is just a joke to you. It's not your life to ask for your money." Jiang Shu smiled, "Song Shaoyan, I'll be gone in Huacheng for the next time. I've seen a young man recently and his temper is much better than you. I have to go find him."

Song Shaoyan didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Actually, getting married is quite boring. After getting married, you have to take care of your husband and children and work. It's really boring. You have to risk becoming a yellow-faced woman. If your husband doesn't love him so much, it's a disaster. You're still in love and do whatever you want."

Jiang Shu stood up after sighing.

She carried her bag on her back and took an orange from the plate and left.

"Don't call me recently, I'm very busy." Jiang Shu glanced at Song Shaoyan.

"You can leave now." Song Shaoyanmo.

Jiang Shu smiled, took her coat from the servant and left.

In her heart, Song Shaoyan is a good person, righteous to friends and gentlemen to strangers, and she found that this person looks very good.

She had been wearing a mask before, but she really thought he was disfigured. When she saw it today, even though there were still a few scars that had not recovered, her appearance was better than most men she had seen.

It doesn't matter if your legs are inconvenient to mobility.

When he walked to the door, Jiang Shu stopped and turned around: "Song Shaoyan, Mr. Song, be confident, don't think you're bad all day long."

Song Shaoyan didn't reply: "Do you get out?"

Jiang Shu: “…”

OK, get out.

Song Shaoyan felt that Jiang Shu was like a noisy magpies. In the past two years, she seemed to have emerged from her previous love injury and her personality returned to the past.

Ning An's scarf was still in his wheelchair. He lowered his head and picked it up, sniffed it, it smelled very fragrant.

I couldn't help but think of the year they got married. At that time, he could legally hold her and smell the fragrance of her body every day.

...

the next day.

It was still gloomy and it seemed like it would rain at any time.

The wind blew "huh" and blew the treetops and windows. There were not many pedestrians on the road, and most of them were in a hurry to face the wind.

Long-distance flight is an extremely tiring thing, and with the jet lag, Ning'an still feels dizzy after resting in the hotel for a long time.

In the afternoon, she suddenly received a call from Song Shaoyan.

He would not call her on his own initiative. Since he called her, there must be something wrong.

Ning An leaned against the bed, Qingling looked at the number jumping on the phone screen, and she picked it up.

The other end has not spoken for a long time.

Ning An frowned: "Is there anything wrong?"

Song Shaoyan seemed to have paused, and his low voice covered a little nervousness: "I'll treat you to dinner at night."

This time it was Ning An's turn to be stunned.

"What food to eat? The meal to part with you?"

"..." Song Shaoyanmo, "You will know when you come here."

"Hongmen Banquet?"

"Of course not!" Song Shaoyan was a little angry, and his voice and tone changed.
Chapter completed!