The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"I soaked up when you went to work this afternoon."

"..." Jin Qingyan was crying inside: Why not wait for him?

"Yeah, it's snowing." An Xiaomen turned her face round, and the slightest coolness floated on her face.

"It just cleared for a few days and it snowed again."

"It's not that big, I'm watching the weather forecast." An Xiaomen saw that he hadn't mentioned the interview since he came back for lunch from noon, and asked, "I watched your interview. Why didn't you broadcast today?" Mute your phone? "

The bottomless eyes flickered, his hands copied in the pockets of a cashmere coat, "I don't feel troubled."

"Ok?"

"I said that the accident broadcast today didn't bother me."

When these eyes looked at her, An Xiaojing was panicked. He was always this way, always this way. From the first time he saw him, he was attacked by the language offensive from time to time. Obviously sometimes he did n’t Say what.

"I thought you would be quite embarrassed and even angry after the live broadcast."

He reached out and squeezed her fingers. "Why not wear gloves?"

"Come out for two steps. Where do you need so much warming equipment?"

So, taking this opportunity, her hands were magnificently wrapped in his palm.

The warm touch makes An Xiao lemon seem to be back in time.

The two walked slowly, just like the old wife and wife. In the current relationship, An Xiaomeng couldn't tell which type they belonged to.

But she is willful in following her own heart.

"After that, don't deal with that major again."

"We are just ordinary friends."

"Do you think he only treats you as an ordinary friend?" Jin Qing said uncomfortably. "What is he thinking, as a man, I can see it clearly."

"What do you see clearly?" She asked funnyly, "Yes, when the godmother introduced my blind date to him, I did not rule out the possibility that he might be okay with him, and I did not lose the ability to love He is really good. "

"Do you think he's fine just a few days after you met him?"

"Does the length of knowing time have anything to do with knowledge? What about the character is sometimes known after eating a meal, and, on the date of the blind date, I said that I might not be able to have children, and he didn't mind."

After listening, Jin Jin retorted, "He just wants to get you in front of you."

"People might really think so. Don't make everyone think so dark."

"He's so good, why didn't you just agree?" Jin Qingyan dropped her hand, "Wasn't it right?"

An Xiaomen heard that tone, "Pig head, I should seal you as the vinegar king of S country."

He got better when he heard his exclusive nickname, "I don't like to hear you boast about other men, I'm not happy."

"What if it's a son?"

"That's also a man."

"..." An Xiaomen sighed quietly, "You not only love the inexplicable flying vinegar, but you are also very careful, you are not saved."

"So, you'd better give me a share, don't think that we are not married now, you think you are free, you have already embedded my name, no one should think that it is me."

"Just because you think so well of me, in the eyes of others, I don't matter."

"You're still not satisfied with this." He squatted in front of her. "Come up."

"I'm not disabled, I have legs and can walk."

"Come up."

Seeing that he had such sincerity, An Xiaomeng wanted to carry her so easily.

Bend over and lie on his back.

After a big tree in the distance, Fan Shixin quietly held out his head and took a few photos with his camera.

Looking down at the finished product, he was not satisfied.

Under the street light, Xiaoxue was dancing. His master was carrying his young grandmother. This posture was really beautiful.

Presumably such a night, maybe some kiss scenes or something can be filmed. He caught up with them and found out just after a while.

An Xiaomen slipped from his back and stood upright.

"It's a good scenery tonight." He came out of the dark with a smile on his face, pointing to the sky, "Master, what a coincidence."

"The camera stays and people roll round immediately."

It's really daring to sneak a shot of him! Can't watch him!

Fan Shixin, a one-meter-old man, handed the camera to him like a little daughter-in-law, and ran away without a trace.

Jin Qingyan lowered his head and opened the camera to look at, and commented on Fan Shixin's work, "Yes, the photo is left."

An Xiaolim stretched her head and looked, "It's really good."

His gaze fell on the top of her head, and a layer of glittering snow particles fell on her hair, gently wiping her with her fingers.

"Let's go back."

"it is good."

"Call Master, the President is bringing someone!" Intercom suddenly heard Lai Fan Shixin's voice.

When they heard him, they looked at each other suddenly.

Without saying a word, Qi Qi turned and walked back.

Just a few steps, Jin Qingyan grabbed her hand, "Would you like to avoid it first?"

"He came here suddenly, he must have known the fact that I am here with you, and I want to make it public after a while, so I will let him know what it is, so that he will not deceive you, but I don't want it."

"Okay, thinking about me."

At this point, said An Xiaomen's face flushed, "I just don't want to affect others because of me."

Two people returned to the house at the same time. Tuoba Gucheng was sitting on the sofa, and on the table in front was a cup of hot tea with smoke.

The people brought were standing guard outside.

He was alone in the living room.

Seeing them coming in at the same time, the sight of Tuoba Gucheng was locked on An Xiaomen alone.

"I don't know if the President is coming here, and he is far away." Jin Qingyan ignored the look of the woman next to him and took the lead.

Tuoba Gucheng came to the two of them and stretched out his left hand. "Hello, Mr. Jin, bother me at night."

Jin Qingyan and his hand held, "Whereever, don't bother."

Tuoba Gucheng's right hand was covered with the back of Jin Qingyan's hand, "The hostages were rescued. Mr. Jin contributed a lot. I thank you for the country."

Jin Qing quietly stretched out his left hand and held up Tuoba Gucheng's arm. "The president said a lot, please sit down."

The two men who secretly contested finally let go, and An Xiaolim, who looked aside, was cold and sweaty.

Three sides of the sofa, one for each side.

An Xiaolim held her hands together, silent.

"Xiao Ning is currently safe, but the extremists may not be willing to give up. I plan to have little attention for a while, and then announce the return of Xiao Ning."

Tuoba Gucheng turned his eyes to the sofa on the left. "Do you think so too?"

"Well, I want to have a quiet day."