Chapter 1833: Xia Ling hitting a rake (4)

Xia Ling frowned, and no one could see what she was thinking.
Qiao Yaruan anxiously waited for her to speak, and continued to taste the milk tea in her mouth.
"Mrs. Feng, I don't understand why you said that, is it because I'm going to be Feng Feng's assistant, do you just wrong me like that?" Xia Ling said, and the whole person looked a little angry.
Qiao Yaruan touched his ear with one hand, and today he finally understood what it was like to beat a rake.
But it also proved that Xia Ling is indeed not simple.
"If it's not Miss Xia, it's the best, you know, you can still sit opposite me in good condition now, because of your face, think clearly before doing bad things. If you dare to do bad things against this face, I promise, you won't have this face in the next moment. "Qiao Yaruan threatened to say full mouth, and then stood straight up and looked at Xia Ling," I just want to tell you, Sister Qi Rou is a policeman, so be careful , This face can bring you to justice. "
Qiao Yaruan's voice was very low, so close to Xia Ling that his breath hit her face.
Under the table, above Xia Ling's legs, her clenched hands.
Qiao Yaruan looked at the anger rising in her eyes, smiled, got up, then turned away.
"Why? You haven't married Feng Feng yet. I'm just a fan who likes him. I want to be his assistant. I've passed the review. Do you lose my right to work because you don't like it?"
Xia Ling suddenly got up, pressed her hands on the table, and asked angrily.
After Xia Ling began to speak, the reporters around him seemed unable to bear it, and they hurriedly got up and took the camera to take the scene.
After listening to her, Qiao Yaruan stopped her footsteps.
Xia Ling, this woman, than she thought-no! Yes! face!
Qiao Yaruan turned around and looked at the woman who still held her hands on the table. Her face was aggrieved, but in her eyes she was provocative to Qiao Yaruan.
Therefore, Feng Feng saw this scene when he came in.
When the reporter saw him, he flew over the first time, and Xiao Biao was squeezed by the wind and pressed his chest, with his unique coldness in his eyes.
Feng Feng walked to Qiao Yaruan and looked down at her, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Yaruan shrugged slightly, "I'm thinking whether it's better to deal with with forbearance or for teeth." Qiao Yaruan said lightly.
Feng Feng looked up, and Xia Ling had changed a poor look, belonging to An Qirou's poor look.
"Don't fight," Feng Feng said softly.
It belongs to An Qirou's face, so he doesn't want anyone to move.
Qiao Yaruan looked up, facing Feng Feng's face.
Feng Feng shrugged slightly. "Or, can I help you?"
"Feng Yingdi, is your child's mother really the Miss Qiao beside you?"
"Feng Yingdi died for one year for Miss Qiao, but why didn't Miss Qiao have any news for the next three years?"
"Ms. Joe is an active soldier. Is this true?"

One by one, with the flash elbow.
Qiao Yaruan turned around, facing the corner of Xia Ling's slightly raised mouth, what the woman was thinking, she knew.
unfortunately--
The smile on the corner of Xia Ling's mouth had not been put away. She had been hit by the cup in the hands of Qiao Yaruan. She backed down with pain and fell directly on the stool.