Vol 2 Chapter 212: The king is coming back (9)

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Jiang Ye saw the kite in the evening.
She came in from outside the door with a tray in her hand.
Jiang Ye was in a good situation at this time, leaning against the bed and looking out the window.
When the kite came in, he turned back.
Jiangye’s lips are rising:
Miss Sheng, rude, not as famous as meeting, you are very different from what I know.

"Yeah." She is not a kite at first, of course not the same.
Jiangye’s tongue tipped slightly above the top, and chuckled out:
Miss Sheng, thank you for saving me.

The teenager's face is still a little pale, and ridiculously suddenly like a blooming flower, beautiful.
The sharpness of the night faded, and the boy looked harmless at this time.
The kite put the tray aside: "You're welcome, think that I am a good person." Good people are in trouble! I want to do it!
"Good guy?"
Jiang Ye was stunned by the shackles of her previous bad poke.
Is she serious about making fun of herself?
Jiang Ye squinted and smiled: "Miss Sheng's hobby is very special."
"Fortunately."
Jiang Ye: "..."
This little girl...
Jiang Ye carefully looked at the people in front of him.
The little girl's white T-shirt, black knee-length pleated skirt, with a light blue coat on the outside, long hair scattered casually behind her head, the falling hair was left behind her ear, revealing a face that is full of face .
Although it is plain, it is a bit better than those who have made makeup.
White skin is as delicate as white jade.
A pair of black cockroaches, clear and cold, like the mountains and snow, let people look at the cold and feel the chilly steep.
Jiang Ye took back the line of sight and looked at the portrait of the room. The faint transfer of the topic: "If there is no problem with my message, Sheng Ting will stand on his own feet and step on the foot of the family. Why do you still have his portrait here?"
The first kite looked at him in the sight of him.
"This is his room." The kite calmly replied: "I haven't had time to take it."
Shengting's room...
For what purpose did she want to get herself into this room?
Jiangye is in a complicated mood.
Jiang Ye gathered the complicated, unclear question: "You don't hate him?"
The first kite asked: "Why hate him?"
"He is so loyal to the family." Jiang Yan's eyelashes trembled, and the bottom of the brilliance flashed a dark color: "Why don't you hate him?"
"none of my business."
Jiang Ye picked up his eyelids and squatted on the beautiful scorpion, staring straight at the kite.
The little girl stood by the bed with no expression, her eyes staring at him, but he felt that she was not looking at herself.
She just put her eyes on him politely, saying that she was talking to him very seriously.
Jiang Ye is more and more weird.
How can it be irrelevant?
Shengjia!
Her family.
Her father is now missing, and Sheng Ting is self-reliant, taking away so many people and businesses.
Is it normal for a person to hate?
The kite handed him the porridge in the tray: "Eat."
This situation is not like letting him eat.
More like let him drink poison.
Jiang Ye shook his head cautiously and politely refused: "Miss Sheng, I am not hungry."
The first kite was not forced, and it was put back.
"Why are you bringing me back? Not afraid of getting into trouble?" Jiang Ye asked curiously.
"You thought I thought." The kite blurted out, and each word seemed to be quenching the ice and tying people.
Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow: "Is there anyone still forcing you?"
The dog thing!
The first kite suddenly came forward, and the distance between the two was shortened. Face to face, Jiang Ye could even feel the breath of the kite.
She had a faint scent of cold, lingering on the tip of her nose, and it was refreshing.
Jiang Ye's body froze slightly, his expression was fixed on his face, and the bottom of the girl reflected the beautiful eyebrows of the girl.
The heart beats faster, I don't know why I am nervous...
Jiang Ye suppressed that weird, slowly raising a smile: "Miss Sheng, although you saved me, but I did not intend to agree with you."
She brought herself here, and although her purpose is unknown, she can barely save him.
With your body?
Who wants you to agree with you.
The first eyebrows are cold and cold: "How do you think I am a good person?"
Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to say: "First, please Miss Sheng away from me."
The kite stared at him for a few seconds, got up, and stood in the chest.
Who is so close to you!
A little further away.
The kite thought of this and took two steps back.
Without that cold fragrance, Jiang Ye's palms slowly spread and his heartbeat gradually recovered.
He himself is not sure what is nervous.

Why does Miss Sheng want me to think that you are a good person?

"You answer my question and ask, why do you do so?" The first kite was too lazy to explain, and the main thing was that it could not be explained, so the fierce scorpion went back.
Jiang Ye: "..."
Is this a good person, in their world, exist?
Jiang Ye feels a bit ridiculous.
I don't know what the big lady in the castle wants to play with myself...
Jiang Ye decided to change invariably.
He avoided this weird question: "Miss Sheng, I wonder if I can return my mobile phone to me?"
He woke up and the pants were on his body, but the phone and some other things were gone.
He needs a contact now...
"No." The little girl refused him with a blank expression.
"???"
The kite is still fierce: "You haven't answered my question yet." I am not a good person! You said!
Jiang Ye grinds his teeth: "Miss Sheng, do you think that good people will chase others to ask if they are good people?"
Even the mobile phone is not for me, or a good person?
Can pull it down.
Jiang Ye almost turned a blind eye to the kite.
"Yes." The first singer is arrogant: "How can I know if I don't ask?"
There is never a moment in Jiangye, and there is nothing to say like this.
He no longer speaks.
The room was a bit quiet.
The kite aimed at Jiang’s head.
Jiang Ye lowered his head at this time, his fingers sliding freely on the phone interface.
The kite quickly reached for a moment on the head of Jiang Ye.
Jiang Ye looked up and the kite had turned and left.
"???"
Jiang Ye looked at the portrait hanging on the wall.
For a long while, he chuckled: "What is wrong with your sister?"
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Shengting Apartment.
Zhuang Yi was brought into the room, and Sheng Ting sat at the huge desk, smoking a cigarette with unknown eyes.
"Ting Ge." Zhuang Yi softly called.
Shengting Meifeng was cold and heard Zhuang Yi’s voice. He pressed the smoke into the ashtray.
"come."
When Zhuang Yi came in, the people outside were not quite right, and some of them walked over.
Since the beginning of the Zheng Zheng, the temper of Sheng Ting has become increasingly unpredictable.
She heard that the early stage of the kite returned to the Sheng family, but Sheng Ting did not bring her back...
The Shengting chair turned slightly.
Zhuang Yi carefully sat in his arms.
"Ting brother, are you in a bad mood?"
Sheng Ting's broad palms caressed her face, and Zhuang Yi was docile and docile in his arms.
Zhuang Yi’s face changed and his body was pushed to his desk.