Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Fan Qingtong was stunned for a moment: "I'll order too."

"Ok."

Ruan Xihe nodded nodded.

"But I didn't do anything else there, so I just drank." He quickly added such a sentence.

"Really." She smiled lightly.

"Guests like us are very easy to serve, because we drink and drink, and if there is no other requirement, they are good to accompany the wine. Those who do not simply drink are not easy to accompany."

Fan Qingtong made a pot of tea, poured a cup and pushed it in front of Ruan Xihe.

Ruan Xihe took a bite, tut, coincidentally, it's Jiangshan Green Peony again.

Is this kind of tea popular now? Just a few days ago, Sister Wen gave her some.

"Your circle is very messy," she said.

"I don't touch the little girl there."

What he said is actually true.

The wealthy are actually quite picky in this regard.

The first requirement is to be clean. It is normal for the young lady who ordered in the club bar to be unwilling to touch.

"Well, the young master is particular about it." She didn't mean yin and yang weirdness.

"Hi, you are like this again." Fan Qingtong put the teacup on the coffee table.

After sitting at his house for a while, it's time to go back.

The car hadn't been repaired yet, so Fan Qingtong sent her back to the hotel directly, and said frankly that he would pick her up the next morning and take her to play for another day.

When she got out of the car, she smiled at him: "Good night."

"Good night."

The sound is really nice, deep and magnetic, like an elegant cello.

As soon as she returned to the hotel to wash up, Fan Qingtong's video call was dialed.

Seeing that she was still wiping her hair: "Why don't you dry it all, so you can catch a cold when you sleep."

"All blow-drying hurts my hair, anyway, I don't sleep now."

Ruan Xihe sat upright intentionally or unintentionally, the hotel bathrobe was loose, and it was easy to see the straight and beautiful collarbone under her neck.

Fan Qingtong didn't remind her to pull her back a little bit, so he looked calmly.

As for men, it is not a **** if it is cheap.

His heart itch, and his voice lowered by two points unconsciously.

"What you want to eat tomorrow morning, I'll bring it over." He said.

"There is a restaurant under the hotel, you can eat, you don't need to bring it."

She won't ask Fan Qingtong to take the lead, and proper refusal will be more challenging.

"The morning tea in Hu Ji is very famous. I will bring it to you tomorrow morning." He Bendang didn't hear Ruan Xihe's refusal to say that.

Ruan Xihe chuckled from the bottom of his heart, you see, a master's trick is comfortable.

"good."

The two people had their own thoughts, and the chat time passed quickly, as if two hours passed at once.

They said good night and went to bed.

It's worth mentioning that Yuejie didn't call her tonight. Maybe something was busy. That's okay. Otherwise, when she answered the phone, she was always worried that the two of them would catch up.

The next morning, she actually woke up very early, washed her face, brushed her teeth and tidied up, then wrapped a bath towel and posed to sleep back. Fan Qingtong arrived in less than half an hour and came knocking on the door.

She opened the door sleepily. Only the night light was on and the curtains were drawn.