Damn it.

This woman was even provocative. Ah Yi rolled up his sleeves and wanted to prove his dignity as a martial arts champion.

But she was still stopped by Song Yanqing.

"Will you leave after touching your finger?"

Qiao Jin is just a girl, no matter how he does, he will never see his bodyguard hitting a girl.

Qiao Jin nodded: "Yes."

You can leave after a touch, and you will definitely not take advantage.

Song Yanqing nodded: "Then come up."

A'Ei and the bodyguards: "..."

A Yi's voice was very miserable: "Young master, don't want it. How can such a woman touch your noble body!! She doesn't deserve to touch you even a strand of hair!"

Qiao Jin carried the hem of the skirt and went upstairs, and gave Ah Yi a sneer: "What era is it? Are you acting in the Qing Palace drama?"

Ah: "…"

If Ah Yi knew her true identity, would he definitely say he would be embarrassed to talk to others?

Qiao Jin went upstairs.

Song Yanqing's room is just like others, elegant and clean.

The furniture is very simple and elegant in wooden style, with only some necessary modern facilities, and it is also made close to the style of this room.

Overall, Song Yanqing is really like a real young master raised by a big family.

Elegant and noble, not the same world as others.

Song Yanqing sat on the rattan chair by the balcony without moving.

Qiao Jin walked over, and Ah also followed her up, her eyes tightly, and her eyes were like radar, wishing she could burn a hole in Qiao Jin's body.

Qiao Jin walked to Song Yanqing and slowly stretched out his left hand.

Slim and beautiful, with clear joints and fair fingers, and a precious jade ring on his thumb.

The turquoise green is transparent, and it is priceless at first glance. It is the most suitable for such a person.

Wearing a ring with a thumb is a symbol of power and power. Song Si had high expectations for Song Yanqing. As long as there was nothing wrong with him, the Song family would only be Song Yanqing's future.

If he hadn't found out that the person he saw on the overpass that day was Qiao Jin, he wouldn't have been like this.

He would not allow anyone to approach him.

But he wondered why this girl was the only light that appeared in that world.

Qiao Jin moved very quickly, saying that he would touch him just a few times. Her fingers briefly contacted Song Yanqing's index finger tips, and she took them back.

There is no other feeling, it is like a person accidentally encountering it.

The only difference is that Qiao Jin's fingers are hot, while Song Yanqing's fingers are cold.

Ayi looked at Qiao Jin's fingertips and almost thought about chopping it up.

The young master was defiled, and the young master was defiled.

The young master was defiled by a woman.

He is dirty - puss!

The young master purified this woman!

Qiao Jin felt the huge dead aura, a happy smile appeared on his face, and said sincerely: "Thank you."

Song Yanqing nodded: "Is this OK?"

Qiao Jin: "It's OK."

She glanced at Song Yanqing again, and felt that it was a pity that he would die like this.

If she had been alive, the main materials of her backlash formation would not have been so laborious.

But she was not interested in caring about the grievances of others.

If the Song family didn't look for her, she wouldn't have made things boring.

But taking it and leaving is not her style. She thought for a while and said, "Maybe you will look for me."

Song Yanqing was very angry. She could not see through his fate except for knowing that he was going to die.
Chapter completed!