Chapter 212: Encounter Qubai

At first, when she saw Song Ye's actions, several girls were paying attention in secret, and then she saw that she had brought the same silk scarf with them.
Doubt is that she does not understand her intentions, but disapproves that she will not buy. If she wanted to take things off, she would suffer, but she herself.
While they were thinking like this, Song Ye had already taken something out of his pocket and threw it on the cash register.
The two old heads were sitting in front of them in this way, but the wealth of the money was not irritating.
"Three, one gift box, one pastry, the other ..." Song Ye read a common law, and when he got there, he stretched out his hand and took a paper bag from Cao Qiulan, pulled a silk scarf, and left it on the floor To the top, "Just pad it."
The price of fifty yuan for a scarf is already considered a luxury item for the working class. A few girls thought it was expensive, but at this time it became a rag for packing oily paper bags.
For a while, the girls felt that the silk scarf around their necks was a little bit flustered, neither was it, nor was it.
I have to say that Song Ye ’s method of not revealing the mountains and revealing the water is simply annoying and lifeless. A few girls were in captivity in minutes.
Even the cashier's face turned red as if he was packing and passing things.
Before leaving the house, the cashier caught a glimpse of the silk scarf that had just been put on the side, and hurriedly yelled again, "This gentleman, you didn't take your things."
Song Yegang opened the half-door and said three words without saying a word, "Throw it."
Throw it. This is the final result of the unit price of fifty scarves. Although the paper bag is not dirty at all, the scarves are brand new and intact.
But the cashier felt that the silk scarf was like two big slaps on his face, and the teenager was telling her in this way that her heart was dirty.
Out of the jewelry store, Cao Qiulan was both a means of admiring Song Ye and entangled in his heart. The delicate packaging resting on his hands had a heavy weight.
"That ..." She opened her mouth, not knowing how to open it.
Suddenly two bangs, a black car drove over, and stopped firmly in front of them.
The window slides down, revealing Qu Bai's almost shocked face, "Why are you here?" It took him a long time to squeeze out this sentence. If he was not convinced that he was in Beijing at this time, really Think of yourself crossing.
"Well, come to travel." Song Ye nodded and answered, but did not tell the truth, because the BMW car was more than just a person.
"Hey, Qu Bai, whose child is so handsome and rare to see." A head came from the co-pilot, and the man asked with a cynical smile.
"This is Song Ye, my little buddies." The next three words, Qu Bai pondered, felt that using a friend was not close enough, and using his younger brother did not have that big face.
What can be called buddies are generally iron relationships.
The hippie man with a smiley face immediately came across and took the initiative to introduce himself. "My name is Ning Yifan, hello."
As soon as he heard this name, Song Ye's memory quickly searched for another name, Ning Yiming.
It is by no means a coincidence that the two names differ by one word.
At this time, the windows at the back fell, and two faces came out again.
"Hello, I'm Wu Xinxin, hello leaves." Wu Xinxin's face was painted with heavy makeup, and her left ear wore three blue earrings with short chestnut hair and slightly curly hair. Ye Zi, you in white and white pants are handsome, cool, I ... "
When the voice got here, Wu Xinxin was covered by her big hand behind her and dragged her back. She was unceremoniously thrown on the back of the chair, followed by a slightly muffled male voice, "Hello, I am talking Rui. "
"Hello." Song Ye nodded and said hello.
Wu Xinxin, who was unwilling to get to the window of the car in the back seat, proposed: "Leaf, anyway, you are also traveling, it is better to follow us, these four or nine cities can't be played without us."
"Yeah, yeah, you are Qu Bai's buddies, that is, our buddies. Let's go together." Ning Yifan also took the opportunity to send out an invitation.
Tan Rui came to the back seat, "Don't forget what day it is."
The scene was a little cool for a while, but Qu Bai suddenly said, "Come on together, you are not familiar with this place. In case someone runs away, I am not very accountable."
To whom did he explain this? He did not say, but Song Ye was clear.
There are still two days left before the Qin family birthday party begins. Song Ye came early to touch the bottom of the capital. Being with these wealthy children is better than inquiring on the periphery.
After nodding in agreement, Song Ye did not forget that there was a Cao Qiulan beside him, and asked, "Are you going to take a ride?" She knew that the woman came back to Beijing for the first time. To be difficult.
This time Cao Qiulan shook her head quickly. "No way, I have a place to go. Song Ye, leave your phone to me, and I will pay you back for a while." The woman finally expressed her thoughts.
Song Ye never thought of asking for the face money, and said directly, "No more, leave." In this compartment, he got into the back seat of the car.
BMW continued to drive forward on the bustling streets, and Wu Xinxin in the back seat opened her eyes with smoky makeup.
"Leaves, your face is so exquisite, you haven't put on makeup, you are born beautiful. And your white clothes and white pants, stand alone, handsome ..."
Topics one after another blasted Song Ye's body violently, and then the three people could not stand it before and after, but Song Ye was like a sound insulator installed, still standing still, no resistance.
Wu Xinxin is the type where you are more resistant and more active, and do not resist the automatic cycle. At this moment, it is the same as Song Ye's. Until Ning Yifan in front interrupted, "You have time to harass-disturb the children. Pay more attention to your own makeup. I can tell you, the old man is coming back soon. You will not be a good woman again. Be careful of your ribs. "
Sure enough, this threat was very effective. When Wu Xinxin froze, she covered her ribs subconsciously, shrinking her neck to express her fear, and at last she turned her eyes and reached Song Ye, "Otherwise, you can help me change modeling?"
Obviously, this product is really fascinated by Song Ye's white clothes and white pants.
"Xin Xin, don't make a fool of yourself, no matter how little a ghost is, you shouldn't take advantage of him." Qu Bai stood out at this time, but maintained Song Ye's famous festival.