This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 617 Is it time to get to the topic?

  Yan Shiqi's calm gaze gave a panoramic view of the actions of Qiao Mu and Han Yunting.

Looking back at Ling Mi's apparent lack of confidence but pretending to be innocent, she probably understood.

  Heh, this scent...no wonder she wants to talk to the fourth brother alone.

  Han Yunting stepped forward and opened the window directly, which is enough to explain the problem with this fragrance.

  At this time, Qiao Mu dug out his pocket quite irritably, but found that he had no cigarettes, and turned to look at Han Yunting near the Liuli Gate, "Give me a cigarette."

  A cigarette case was thrown to him by Han Yunting in the air. Qiao Mu ordered one, and inhaled violently in an attempt to suppress the urge to yell at Ling Mi.

Yan Shiqi never said a word. After she and Qin Baiyu sat down, they heard Qiao Mu's tone of disappointment and mocking, "Ling Mi, have you forgotten that members of our major families have suffered a lot since childhood. Professional training, including the identification of various fascination spices..."

   Before he finished speaking, Han Yunting had already walked to a setting table in the corner of the living room, and found a small incense burner with the size of a palm from behind a few decorative fake books.

  The scent filled the surroundings again with his movements, Han Yunting dragged the incense burner with one palm, and in Ling Mi's pretending calm eyes the next second, he sneered and threw it towards the balcony outside the living room.

  The metal incense burner fell on the concrete floor of the balcony, and the harsh impact made Ling Mi's heart tremble.

  But her expression is still calm, her trembling breath is suppressed, and her eyebrows are constricted to Qiao Mu, "What the **** do you mean? It's just ordinary aromatherapy. If you don't like it, get rid of it, why do you want to say something inexplicable?"

Qiao Mu waved against Ling Mi with Yan in disgust, and didn't bother to watch her, "It's OK, let's start your performance. It is so strange to say that you are so wolf-hearted, Ling Mi, you **** really make me look at you Up!"

  Ling Mi, speechless.

  I don’t know when, Qiao Mu seems to be the one who sneered at her the most.

She thought that the relationship between each other was cracked because of some people, but she never thought deeply that Qiao Mu, as a friend, had reminded and persuaded her more than once, but after repeated admonitions, he completely treated Ling Mi. Disappointed.

  At this moment, Ling Mi was standing in the middle of the living room, her eyes fell on the broken incense burner on the balcony, and the cold night wind attacked her senses.

She sighed and looked at the dark dark night, and finally she said slowly: "Originally, I only wanted to invite Yu to chat today, but since you are all here, what I want to say next, There is no way to care about so many people!"

  In the suite, the fragrance has cleared away, and Han Yunting also changed hands and pushed the door up.

At this time, the temperature was a little low, and the man took Yan Shiqi's hand and rubbed it on his lap. His indifferent and handsome face could not see his emotions. The peripheral light flashed slightly through the deep color, and his thin lips opened, "Ten minutes. , Finish what you want to say."

  He can come because of the only remaining friendship, but if she doesn’t understand, why not show mercy.

  Ling Mi is standing and the man is sitting.

  She held her palms, and laughed scornfully, "Yu, are you so impatient with me?"

  "Miss Ling, if you don't change your name, be careful I let the fourth brother not give you this ten minutes!" Yan Shiqi's face was cold and stunned.

  Ling Mi was stabbed by her words, but instead smiled, "Miss Yan, don’t worry, wait a while and I will tell the truth. It’s too late if you ask me to change my name."

  Yan Shiqi curled his lips, and moved to the man’s side. “Miss Ling, don’t be too close. You have done so many foreplays holding your so-called truth. Isn’t it time to get to the point?”

  (End of this chapter)