Taking out his cell phone, Rong Qing immediately criticized Song Xianfa to send him a deep condolences from his heart without saying a word!

After thinking about it, he felt that it was a little insufficient, so he took out his cell phone and sent a message to Old Man Song!

The Song father and son harm me!

Song Family.

Song Xian was sitting in front of Song, listening to the lesson like a quail, and the father and son's cell phones rang forward and back.

"Who?"

Song Xian took out his cell phone and took a look.

His expression gradually became stiff.

"What's wrong?"

Song Wai asked while turning on his phone and took a look.

From Rongqing:

The money is going to be less.

The same stiff expression also appeared on his face.

After a while, Song Wai covered his heart and pointed at Song Xian, "You little brat, what did you do?"

A prodigal son is simply a prodigal son!

Now he felt as if he could see the money he earned was about to fly away from his eyes in the next second!

Song Xian wanted to cry without tears.

He didn't do anything!

And he also wants to cry! Why did Rong Qing suddenly send him his own bank deposit!!!

He is too southern because he doesn't have ￥.

After guessing what reaction the father and son would have, Rong Qing barely calmed down.

What he has a headache now is how to coax the little wolf dog.

Sigh.

Unexpectedly, it is so difficult to develop a peerless and beautiful person these days.

"Mr. Rong, what you told me to do before has been done."

He Qian knocked on the door and walked in, and handed over all the documents to be processed today, while saying casually.

"What's up?"

I've told so much, what are you referring to?

Rong Qing reluctantly gave him some energy to see him.

Seeing that he couldn't remember, He Qian reminded him.

"It's Mr. Lin's photo. All the properties under your name have been prepared. I have personally stared at the negatives and deleted them completely."

Is it a waiting pillow made of that photo?

Rongqing immediately became excited.

"Good job, give another bonus next month."

He is worthy of being a omnipotent Mr. He, and he really wins my heart!

Rong Qing picked up the car keys on the table and said, "I will process the documents when I come back, and I will leave for a while."

Staring at Mr. Rong's figure disappearing in a hurry, He Qian was very calm.

He understood, after all, those pillows are ready, and if you don’t go back and try it yourself, how can you calm down and work?

I picked a closest house and went there. As soon as Rong Qing entered the door, she saw a huge and exquisite photo frame in the living room.

In the photo frame, Lin Ji's long eyelashes glanced slightly to one side, the tips of his ears fluttered slightly, and his fingers unnaturally lifted the corners of his clothes and bit them into his mouth.

This abdominal muscle!

Kang Kang's line!

Kang Kang's waist!

Kang Kang...

No, I can't be better.

Rong Qing covered her nose and lay down to the sky, feeling that when she raised her head, there would be blood coming out of her nose.

Too red chicken.

Just looking at the photos is like this, if you get it really...

“Tick.”

A drop of bright red blood dripped on the ground.

Rongqing:...

Damn!

Raising a little wolf dog is too harmful!

No, no, no.

No wonder others say that a little wolf dog is hard to bear with a good waist.

The sisters in the circle are really not bullying me!

I thought about it again.

Rong Qing suddenly made plans in his heart.

The phone was about to get hot when pinching it in your hand, and Linji's lips were stretched into a straight line.

The screen is still lit with a white light, and an unsent message is displayed online.

I have a question to ask you.

He thought, ask Rongqing about Song Xian.

His fingers moved on the sending key for a long time until his palms were slightly sweating.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated slightly.

Linji panicked and subconsciously pressed his phone down.

He watched the message send out, and was about to withdraw it when he saw the picture of Rongqing coming.

Rong Qing's finger that looked so good that he felt he would not admit his mistake was covered with blood.

In a moment!

What Song Xian!

What motorcycle!

All were left behind by Lin Ji!

He hurriedly sent a message.

What’s wrong with you?

The message was answered soon.

Rong Qing: Wait a minute, there is still a photo.

What photos are there to take at this time?!

Linji rarely had the idea of ​​beating Rongqing, but it quickly suppressed it again.

The phone was buzzing, and he subconsciously clicked on the newly sent pictures.

This is!

The phone hit the ground with a clatter, and Lin Ji felt his ears burning like fire!

He leaned over to pick up his phone, and the heat sprayed from his face almost ignited himself.

He grabbed his cell phone and took a deep breath. Lin Ji was blushing and ready to continue watching.

With the same trick, he will definitely not be hit again!

His finger paused on his phone, and hesitated for a moment.

Take another deep breath!

I can!

Below the photo that made him blush, was the message sent by Rongqing.

You almost lose too much blood, so you have to take full responsibility.
To be continued...