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Ji Jing came over, his waist was twisted, his gait was stunned, his face was smiling, and he stopped in the two steps in front of the valley. She swayed her chin and her voice was arrogant.

"I just want to remind Gu to say a word. In the future, the ion will be farther away."

When I walked on weekdays, I was not looked at by people. When I was so scorned, Gu Yu laughed and laughed very disdainfully.

"Trouble you to let the car go!"

Pulling the door sideways, Gu Yu dwarfed into the car and pressed the car horn.

For the small role of Ji Jing, Gu Yu is really too lazy to pay attention, just to see that she and Chen Ziming seem to have a little friendship, there is no attack.

Quietly pouting, came forward and slammed her window.

Gu Yu slipped off the glass impatiently. "What is Miss Ji’s advice?"

"What is the high level in front of me?" Ji Jing held the car in one hand and smiled insidiously. "You deliberately framed Ye Qiao's business. I saw it really. If I took this out, you The person who is very cold and cold can be collapsed! Valley is always a media, better than me, such a big gossip, journalists should love to listen?"

Gu Yu’s eyebrows jumped, and the sight of the front was moving and fell on Ji Jing’s face.

That night, Ji Jing also took the initiative to help himself cope with Ye Qiao, did not expect, even she was seen!

"Is the heart guilty?" Ji Jing laughed out loudly, such as the pheasant who won the hurdle, generally stood up in the chest, looking down at the face of Gu Yu in the window, "That's good!"

Swinging to the rain in the car, Ji Jing twisted his waist to his car and pulled the door down.

It happened that Chen Ziming’s phone call came over, and she turned to drive the car to the side of Gu Yu’s car, sliding down the glass and swinging the palm to the valley.

"Good night, Valley total!"

Then, with a gas pedal, the car went far.

Only left in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel and biting the back of the rain, hit the steering wheel hard, she squeezed her teeth and squeezed out two words.

"Selling goods!"

With the high altitude of Gu Yu, Ji Jing can't enter her eyes completely. Today, this kind of "no-flowing upstart daughter" caught a small scorpion, and the depression in Gu Yu's heart can be imagined.

So that the woman who has always been elegant on weekdays can't help but pull out such a word.

Taking a deep breath and pressing her anger, she frowned and started the car, but she felt that something was wrong. She looked at the grass on the grass not far from the driveway at a glance, and a figure stood alone.

Xicheng stood on the grass, dressed in sportswear, running shoes on his feet, his face could not see the expression in the shadows.

"Small... Xiaohan?!" Gu Yu suddenly panicked, busy pulling the door and drilling out the car. "You... how are you here?!"

How much did he hear the words just now, did he hear about Ye Qiao?

Xicheng licked his thin lips and whispered openly. "Run, see your car parked on the side of the road, I will come over and see, I will go there for a while, you can go back first!"

After that, the man turned and ran into the darkness again.

Gu Yu opened his mouth and wanted to call him. He still didn't make a sound.

All the way through the grass, the West City is running faster and faster, until it is almost breathless, before stopping in front of a bush.

I just heard the sound of the car flute here. I looked at my car like a sister. He worried that he would run over. When he arrived, Ji Jing’s car had already left, just to hear the words.