Song Jia thought she heard it wrong, and asked, "What did you say?"
"Sister Song, don't worry, I'll watch more when I get back, some handsome guys, exercise willpower, no matter how much he teases me, I won't be in trouble." Jiang Shiyu began to set goals for herself.
Song Jia: "..." What kind of tiger-wolf words are these
"I've finished answering all my questions, so I'm leaving." Jiang Shiyu got up and walked out while talking.
Song Jia called her from behind, but Jiang Shiyu didn't look back.
It's better if you don't understand, she doesn't want to think too clearly about things.
It's no use liking it or not, the two of them are not on the same road, she doesn't deserve him.
He is too good, and she has no other advantages except for her great strength to carry things.
A trace of hurt flashed across Jiang Shiyu's eyebrows, and soon the sun was shining brightly on her eyebrows, and she walked towards the room with a smile.
Go to bed early, and I will go to the scene to help tomorrow.
They still have to recruit people these days. Many foreign fans came to country f for the first time. An Wen chartered a car to pick them up at the airport, high-speed rail station and other places.
Hotels near the concert have prepared many rooms with discounts, and most fans have already booked their own rooms.
Song Jia secretly ran to An Wen's room. Seeing that she had stopped flipping through the book, An Wen clamped it with a bookmark and looked at Song Jia gossipingly.
"How is it? What did Xiao Jiang say?"
Song Jia sat down and stroked her forehead, feeling a little hard to speak.
"The big president and the little assistant, isn't the story too long?"
Ever since she was brought to learn the skill of cp, An Wen's imagination has been very rich.
"It's not long, it's quite simple." Song Jia's face was complicated.
"Then tell me!" An Wen looked at her expectantly.
Song Jia then repeated the original words of you sleeping with me and I sleeping with you.
An Wen couldn't believe it.
It's a story with twists and turns.
An Wen's expression resonated with Song Jia. She was also shocked just now.
"I asked her if she liked your brother. Guess what she said?" Song Jia confided, completely forgetting that she promised Jiang Shiyu to keep it a secret.
The door forgot to close, An Quan didn't know when he stood outside the door.
An Wen caught a glimpse of him and just wanted to remind Song Jia that she had already spoken.
"Xiao Jiang told me that she doesn't like your brother, she just slandered his body, I was really scared at the time but I think..."
An Wen covered her mouth.
Song Jia seemed to understand something and looked back.
An Quan held a glass of milk with a gloomy face.
"Brother..." An Wen called to him.
An Quan turned around and left.
"What a tragedy!" An Wen said anxiously.
"I haven't finished, but I think she likes your brother, because when I asked her, she hesitated for a long time before answering, and I could see that she was struggling."
Now it's useless to say.
The two followed, and An Quan went back to his room.
"I'll go talk to him tomorrow." Song Jia said, looking at the closed door.
"Tell me, does my brother like Xiao Jiang? He does, right?" Otherwise, he wouldn't always find excuses to come here.
"I don't know. If you like it, you should go to solve the misunderstanding. How about I go now?"
"Okay! You go!" An Wen encouraged him.
Song Jia swallowed, and said, "I'd better go tomorrow."
Late at night, a figure turned into the room from the window. The person on the bed was sleeping soundly. He gently closed the window and walked towards her.
Jiang Shiyu felt a little cold, and reached out to grab the quilt, but couldn't catch it... She shrank into the quilt, and soon reached the corner of the bed.
windy... so cold...
Jiang Shiyu slowly opened her eyes, and saw a magnified handsome face.
"Boss An?"
"I heard that you are greedy for my body?" He said through gnashing of teeth.