Chapter 267: . Gossip Ex-Girlfriend (11)

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Lin Lang is calm here, but the hostess is not so wonderful.
"Snapped--"
The wine glass shattered to the ground, and the white carpet gradually stained a bright red blood stain.
Randomly dropped is a new mobile phone, the screen split into several petals.
"Ruan Linlang is a bitch!" She gritted her teeth and cursed. "The ability to seduce a man is first-rate. I used to look down on her."
The entertainment hot search on Tuesday was the ginkgo date of national couples.Lin Lang and Shen Huai were invited by the magazine to shoot a set of autumn clothes. Fans captured their intermission. The girl in a thin sweater leaned on the shoulder of the partner At rest, the man reached out and brushed her hair off her cheek, intimate and gentle.
A while ago, Fang Youshan also witnessed Su Ci pressing Lin Lang on the dining table.
After Su Ci's speech, she started to Shen Huai again?
Fang Youshan's sense of crisis rose sharply.
So far, Ruan Linlang has reunited with Su Ci and Shen Huai.
Over Su Ci, she couldn't see the situation for the time being. The man did nothing to leak, and his emotions would not be easily exposed.
But Shen Huai's attitude deserves her alert.
Fang Youshan counted the cards in his hand. Han Xi, who was born as a model, was a sticky foreign boy. He had to call several numbers every night to harass her. The colder the woman was, the more he worked hard.
"Jiang Chengxun, eat with me tonight."
She gave orders in the form of a queen. Prince Jiang was very fond of her. He loved Fang Youshan's innocent girl appearance, and she was sometimes more like a little devil. It's about to move.
Seeing that Jiang Chengxun drove downstairs to her in less than ten minutes, Fang Youshan slightly recovered her confidence in being hit by Lin Lang. She looked at the delicate beauty in the mirror, her red lips charmingly raised. Under the unique beauty, the man should be a minister under her skirt, holding her with the world's treasures.
It was her carelessness before, and she didn't put Lin Lang in her eyes, so that she would seize the opportunity to capture Su Ci and Shen Huai.
Now, she has to get serious.
"Baby, you are so beautiful." Jiang Chengxun looked at the beauty who came from the night wind, and he did not hesitate to praise him. "I want to strip you now and do something indescribable to you."
Fang Youshan's cheeks were flushed, and the handbag thumped him on the shoulder. "Bah, where did you learn this whisper?"
"It doesn't matter where you learn, baby, I can't bear it when I scream." He smiled, pointing out something, making Fang Youshan hot.
The prince looked like a rift, few girls could resist it.
The next thing is logical, Fang Youshan was taken back to his secret residence by the Crown Prince.
The man who has experienced love has a skillful provocative skill, and Fang Youshan quickly gave up the resistance and let him play with it softly. She slipped under the pillow and her head hit something hard, which made her uncomfortable.
Fang Youshan stretched out her hand and took out the annoying thing. It was actually a fan made of incense wood.
The end of the incense fan is tied with a bright red spike, and a small and delicate jade butterfly is tied to it. The whole small piece is elegant and elegant, and the charming fragrance of her daughter's house is hidden in it.
This fan, in terms of workmanship and details, is by no means a vulgar commodity circulating in the market.
Fang Youshan's complexion suddenly froze, and she suddenly pushed away the man.
"What's wrong, baby?"
Jiang Chengxun hugged it up with a mute voice, "I'm too rude?" Before the words were finished, a ray of fragrant wind wiped his face, and a "pop" fell behind him.
The man turned to look, his eyes deep.
"Who is she?" Fang Youshan can't tolerate such a dangerous rival who is coveting her man.
She certainly understands that there is no shortage of Yingyingyanyan around the crown prince, but when has she seen anything from other women appear in his room? Or is it a private place under the pillow?
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Chengxun shrugged his shoulders, taking advantage of his consistent sweet-mouthed softness to coax people, "Isn't your birthday coming soon? I'm planning to give you a good gift, this fan looks Yes, do you like it? "
"... for me?" Fang Youshan raised her eyes suspiciously.
"Of course, or who else is my baby?" Grandpa blinked.
Seeing that the ice on his girlfriend's face showed signs of melting, Jiang Chengxun was so blessed that she fell down and reopened.
"Jingle Bell--"
The mobile phone on the nightstand is not suitable for shaking.
Jiang Chengxun has no interest in taking a glance now, and concentrates on unraveling Fang Youshan's dress. However, the woman's sixth sense is often unreasonable and extremely sharp. Fang Youshan thought about it and caught the phone.
Mrs. Siren?
What is this remark?
She frowned, and opened the text message.
Mrs. Siren: "I don't want to go home tonight."
Just a few words, like needles, were so fine that they stabbed her brain.
Don't want to go home, what do you want to do?
Sleep me man?
Fang Youshan sneered and was about to return a few words. The other party sent another message.
Mrs. Siren: "Why not return the message? Accompany your girlfriend?"
Mrs. Siren: "Be gentle and patient. The little girl likes fairy tales. Do n’t cry her, otherwise it ’s easy to be broken, and it will be very troublesome.
She looked more and more ugly.
In this understatement, she could almost think of Jiang Chengxun's slow attitude to introduce herself to the other party.
Does he treat himself as a toy?
In the past, Fang Youshan became a peripheral woman and asked for pleasure in the palms of men. Those clothes and beasts also used such a casual attitude to discuss which bed she should go tonight.
This sentence evoked embarrassment in Fang Youshan's heart and became the last straw to overwhelm the camel.
"Jiang Chengxun! You bastard!"
She was so angry that her cell phone smashed his face badly.
"Snapped--"
The sharp corners scratched the man's skin, leaving a red mark on the temples.
Jiang Chengxun narrowed his smile, and his voice was deep, "You hit me?"
"What's wrong with you? Did you treat me like your girlfriend?" The girl stubbornly raised her chin, and the tears of crystals slipped down her cheeks. "I hate you, Jiang Chengxun!"
She picked up the clothes on the ground and ran out. Jiang Chengxun crawled up her hair, did not chase it, and stooped down to pick up his mobile phone.
Fang Youshan just started seeing something wrong after she saw her phone.
This phone stores a private number. His bedtime companions are not eligible to be on the list, and Jiang Chengxun is not afraid of Fang Youshan's "chagang".
He narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the content of the message.
Mrs. Siren is the woman he met at a Duke banquet. She is a very amorous married woman. For him, he has a poppy and lethal appeal. They exchanged phone numbers, but Jiang Chengxun did not pass it once.
It seems to verify what he said that day, after sunrise, she turned into a beautiful bubble and disappeared in this world.
Jiang Chengxun had some regrets and failed to retain people on the spot. The cinnabar mole took root in his heart.
After waiting for so long, he failed to receive her message, but when he and Fang Youshan rolled the sheets, the other party suddenly appeared. People who met before not only knew his real girlfriend, but also provoked people in such an ambiguous tone, Jiang Chengxun couldn't help thinking for a moment.
Although he had such a little thought about this fairy-like woman, it was more of a reverie of her Miaoman's body. The first choice in the mind of Prince Edward was still his girlfriend Fang Youshan.
If Mr. Siren is going to shoot against Youshan, he will not sit idly by.
Jiang Chengxun's eyes deepened and he edited a text message.
The bull, the ghost, the snake, or the gods, dare to play tricks on the crown prince, are you not afraid of the soul flying away?
Late at night, Wan Lai was quiet, the red sports car was burning like flames, and it fell directly to a small bungalow with blooming roses.
The lady was wearing a royal blue silk shawl and leaned half on the swing frame. The bright light spread under her skirt, which was more charming than the spring water.
A pair of black leather shoes appeared in her drooping line of sight.
"It's so late, Madam is not asleep, is he waiting to open the gift?" His mouth was careless.
Lin Lang didn't need to look up, she could feel the anger of this person's desire, she asked the detective agency to monitor Fang Youshan's movements, and pinched to send text messages. It now appears that Fang Youshan should have been angered, and the prince who had nowhere to blaze came to trouble her.
"Unpacking gifts?" She smirked. "I'm afraid it's not the gifts, but the bombs."
"Oh, Mrs. also knows that she demolished a bomb / bomb." Jiang Chengxun suddenly lowered his head and put away his hippie smile, just like a beast that wanted to eat, "Madam, some boundaries can't be crossed, you are right ?"
Does this mean to support Fang Youshan?
It seems that the heroine spent a lot of thoughts on Prince Edward.
Unfortunately, she likes to challenge high difficulty.
"You are right." She smiled lightly, showing no signs of anger.
Jiang Chengxun raised an eyebrow, Lin Lang's reaction was not what he expected.
He thought the other party would be angry and angry.
The wide skirt looks like the silver wave flips open, and a slender and beautiful little foot quietly reveals the tip, and gently touches the mud, and the snow-white skin forms a sharp contrast with the night. She seemed to be unaware of the man's gradual heavy breathing, swaying on the swing, like a naive and selfish girl, "Since it can't be overtaken, then it will be fine."
"What?" Jiang Chengxun frowned.
At this moment, he was keenly aware of the indifferent breath of his wife that was thousands of miles away.
"You don't understand?" She tilted her head, and the fox-like mask enveloped the eyes like a demon. "I said, we have stopped here, and we will never see you again." She sighed, " I hate people who threaten me, and I hate people who set my rules even more. "
After she finished, she went off the swing and walked to the door, even though she didn't care anymore.
Jiang Chengxun is unbelievable, she just left?
There is no explanation and no defense. It seems that flirting with him is just a whim, seeing that he can't play it, and just patting his and leaving!
Jiang Chengxun suspected that she was deliberately targeting Fang Youshan. Now it seems that this woman just looks at him for fun and wants to tease him!
He figured this out, and his face was so dull that he dripped water.
He has always been playing with others, but he never expected to be played around by others one day!
"what are you doing?"
The lady was holding the long skirt in one hand, elegantly, frowning at the people who were blocking the road.
"Ma'am, just run after playing, this is a little bit out of place."
Jiang Chengxun stood in front of her, slanting his trouser pocket with one hand.
"I didn't play." She looked innocent. "You said you want to keep the boundaries. I gave you permission. What do you think of me?"
The crown prince was choked by her.
Was it considered lifting a stone and hitting one's own foot? He had intended to warn Lin Lang not to stretch her hand too long, but she was better and turned her face straight.
The cards are not played at all according to the routine.
"Then I regret it." In the end it was a cheeky man. He responded quickly and immediately confessed to her.
"It's useless to repent, I don't accept it." Lin Lang smoothly shifted the focus of the man's trip to Xingshi's guilt, and began to wonder how to torture him.
"It's the lady's business not to accept it." Jiang Chengxun approached her. "Mrs. Madam was angry tonight. Chengxun offered a heart, and hope that Mrs. Don't go to her heart.
Lin looked at him with surprise, this man came out empty-handed, how can there be "heart"?
The other party stepped forward to hug her waist, and the hot kiss fell on the earlobe, even though it was counted as restraint, it was on the verge of being out of control.
Madam climbed on his shoulders, with a faint gasp and a little smile, "If you give this kind of heart, are you afraid that your girlfriend will know?"
Jiang Chengxun's fingertips were rubbing against her neck, and her eyes were dark, "Mrs. is a wise man, this matter is known to the world, to know, to know, to know."
Lin Lang smiled and said nothing.
The night is sultry, and some people cannot sleep at night.
After the shower, Fang Youshan sat by the bed, her hair was still dripping, and she glanced frequently at her mobile phone. She actually regrets it now. After all, Jiang Chengxun is a young master with a golden key. She must have hurt her self-esteem by throwing her face like this.
She thought to herself that as long as he was soft, she would forgive him.
"Ding!"
The text message is here.
She was overjoyed and immediately opened.
He has a red mole on his left chest, which is very beautiful.
Fang Youshan is like an ice cave.