"ah!"
Song Yiyan's brain shut down for five seconds before she let out an earth-shattering scream and kicked the man next to her.
When the man was kicked in the chest, he felt that all the strong internal organs of the man were out of place. He hit the opposite wall with a bang and spit out a mouthful of blood.
There was a deathly silence in the air.
The next second, Song Yiyan finally came to her senses. Looking at the handsome man who was half-kneeling on the ground, covering his chest, his handsome face still expressionless, she coughed lowly to hide her guilt and embarrassment, and asked: "Are you okay? I didn't mean it."
She remembered that the pretty girl in front of her was picked up by her before she awakened. Last night, when she was accidentally chatting with someone about the script, the bastard director gave her something.
As a result, when she came back, she fucked the pretty boy in front of her. In the final analysis, this matter was still her fault.
The man coughed again in pain, his eyes looked deep and dangerous, and the blood stained at the corners of his lips made his lips red as if he had just drank blood. He was so coquettish that he bloomed with evil flowers.
Didn't she mean it
When you got home last night, you covered his clothes. Wasn't that intentional
"I saved you once, and you saved me once, and we are even." Song Yiyan looked indifferent.
She admitted that she was a scumbag.
Men, just sleep. There is no need to take it seriously. Besides, the unknown man in front of her gave her a very dangerous feeling.
"So..." the man suddenly spoke and looked at the woman in front of him: "Do you want to eat it up and then be irresponsible?"
"What do you mean by eating and drinking? Irresponsible?" Song Yiyan picked up the pajamas next to her and put them on slowly, her movements were sultry and seductive, her lips slightly parted: "Handsome boy, you are in love with me, you have heard that you have to do something right Is your friend responsible?"
Ridiculous, a grown man should take responsibility for her, go away! Where did that face come from
"Are you sure it's YP, not QJ?" The corners of the man's lips raised slightly, and his smile was extremely mocking. He stood up slowly, turned around and walked towards the bathroom. What he said was unquestionable: "From today on, I will Stay with you until I regain my memory."
He has lost his memory and doesn't know who he is. He only knows that there is the word "Ji Xing" written on a chain around his neck.
He thought he should be called Ji Xing.
"Hey!" Song Yiyan's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw that the man had no shame, stood up naked and left.
The man's back was facing her, with wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs. Every part of his body was perfect and his figure was as good as it could be.
The man entered the bathroom and came out quickly, probably to wash the blood on his face.
Song Yiyan was changing her clothes. She looked back and saw that the man had entered the kitchen next door. He opened the refrigerator and was looking for something. He should be making breakfast. She felt a little weak in her heart, but her face did not change at all.
This house was rented before she woke up. It was an old apartment with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. It was only fifty square meters, not as big as her bedroom at home. You could vaguely see the yellowing under the tattered wallpaper. If you smell the peeling wall skin carefully, you can still smell a damp and dark smell.
Song Yiyan faced the only full-length mirror in the bedroom, looked at herself in the mirror, and curled her lips with satisfaction. Her previous self was too fussy, and this is who she is!
The woman in the mirror has flaming red lips and a short leather skirt, revealing a pair of fair and well-proportioned long legs. The curvy figure gives people a very gorgeous visual attack. She is a stunning beauty and full of royal sister air.
Ji Xing was cooking, and there was nothing in the refrigerator. After frying a few slices of bread, he took two eggs and prepared omelettes. From the corner of his eye, he saw a woman wearing a pair of high heels and coming out of the bedroom in a menacing manner. He frowned and said in a routine tone without much emotion in his voice: "Breakfast will be ready soon."
"You can eat it yourself!" After Song Yiyan stuffed the cosmetics into the bag haphazardly, she turned around and left. When she walked to the door, she seemed to remember something, and rummaged in the bag for a long time, and finally rummaged through the bag. He came out with a lot of change and threw it on the table: "Hey, the change is on the table for you, save some money."
"Where are you going?" Ji Xing couldn't help but catch up and asked.
"Revenge!" Song Yiyan sneered through gritted teeth and already went downstairs.
Lai Chi chased her to the door and saw the woman walking downstairs very quickly wearing a pair of sky-high heels. She didn't know if she was not used to wearing high heels. When she got to the corner, she twisted a little and almost fell. It was okay. After holding on to the handrail of the stairs and standing firm, his grace remained unchanged and his eyebrows slightly furrowed, he looked at the woman: "My name is not Hey, my name is Ji Xing."
He saw the woman looking up at him, but she didn't answer anything, and she didn't know if she heard him.
It wasn't until the woman disappeared in front of him that he turned around and went back to the house. He looked at the change she placed on the table, and a sneer appeared on his lips. The total amount was less than ten yuan, so why should he save money
Song Yiyan was a pampered young lady. She always had clothes on her hands and food on her hands before opening her mouth. She really didn't know what prices were until she got off the bus.
The driver looked at her: "Girl, 50 yuan."
Song Yiyan rummaged through her bag, but couldn't find a single coin. She was really embarrassed to be stared at. She wondered when she had been so embarrassed and felt sorry for money. She looked at the driver with a smile: "Master, you see I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money with me. Otherwise, how about I draw a charm for you?"
This master's seal is darkened and he has bad luck. He is destined to encounter bad luck today. He misses her talisman, but a talisman is hard to find and is a priceless treasure. I didn't expect that one day she would be so depressed that she exchanged the talisman for rent. fare.
The driver looked at the liar, but he was still very polite: "Little girl, if you don't have money, you can use Alipay or WeChat."
Is it fashionable these days for such a beautiful girl to be a magician
"Master, your hall is dark and you are very unlucky. There will be a big disaster today." Song Yiyan had just finished speaking.
"Little girl, I think you are too young to be as experienced as you." The driver was also annoyed. The first business he had just opened in the early morning met a lunatic who wanted to pay for the fare with a talisman. He even cursed him. Who doesn't have a temper anymore: "If you continue like this, we will go to the police station and you can explain it clearly to me.
(End of chapter)