Chapter 89: My little girl 82

Su Huang looked at her and laughed: "It's fake."
Ji Xi said with a smile and said to him: "You are also very fake."
Su Huang shrugged her eyebrows and continued to drink. She continued to say, "Ning Chengyuan has recently come to me to smile and know how it is abnormal. It is probably true."
Ji Xi left his head and drank his drink, and did not speak.
"Come." Su Huang spit out two words from the mouth.
Ji Xi looked up and looked at the man, and saw the man who came up with Ning Chengyuan and Yan Zhi.
He is tall and tall, his eyes are deep, his face is cold and pressing, and it is almost the same as the young and steady young boy of that year. However, it seems to be more calm now.
Ji Xi looked at him for a while, until Ning Chengyuan coughed and shouted: "Come here, have any words to sit down and say!"
Ji Xi left the god, but did not sit down immediately, but looked at the thousands of ink, gently hooked his lips, and said: "You are late, three glasses of fine wine."
Saying, it’s not like waiting for a thousand inks to return.
Qian Qianmo looked at her, and for a moment, she reached for it.
Ji Xiyi looked at him and stretched out a very slender hand to take the cup, and sipped his head slightly, and along the clear and distinct chin line, the throat twitched twice, very sexy.
Ji Xi left to see that he had finished drinking three glasses of wine, and this was done.
At this time, I was very stinky and said: "Western sister is still the best for me, and I am not penalized for drinking!"
Ning Cheng said with a smile, "You can't really be thick!"
"Westward, how have you been in the Southern Dynasty in these years?" When sitting down, Ning Cheng couldn't help but open the atmosphere.
Ji Xi smiled and said: "There are different things, but I still like the North City most."
"Yes, I also think that our North City is the best!" He insisted that this flattering is not forgotten and that Ji Xiyi’s words laughed.
Sitting in the window of Su Huang is probably against the "Southern Dynasty" word, and did not participate in the topic of their own, just holding the chin to drink a cup of wine, only to ask him to laugh and answer One or two sentences.
"Yu Qianmo, do you have to say something?" Ji Xi gently shook his hand from the glass, looking like a smile to the opposite side of the table.
Qian Qian Modao: "Welcome to come back."
Ji Xi smiled and said "thank you", and several people touched the cup and drank it.
Ji Xi was drinking from the mouth and was not very tempted to spit out a word from his mouth: "It’s still good at home..."
"Now I know that my home is good? I told you not to go there far away..." He sighed with grievances.
Ji Xi said with a drunken smile and said softly: "Yes, I regret it..."
This sentence seems to have any meaning, but no one in the room dares to say anything, only to defend one person and sing with her.
Ji Xi was not satisfied, she poured the wine and filled everyone with the wine glasses. "I am very rare to come back, you must accompany me to drink enough."
Su Huang seemed to understand what she was thinking, and she smiled softly. The smile seemed to pierce the mind of Ji Xi, and Ji Xi couldn’t help but glance at him, but then he gaze and wait. When they spoke, they bowed and drank a sip of wine.