Xiaomu seems to understand, looking at Huo Mengshu with a pair of hazy eyes seems to be asking is it true?
Huo Mengshu gave him a piece of cucumber. "Eat quickly, children, and ask such questions less!"
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In the afternoon, I bought a swing in Fengchan Square and sent it to the balcony of my room under the command of Qiao Cen.
This is a swing made of wood, which can seat two people on a bench. There are some fake flowers and plants beside it for decoration, and it will not affect the people sitting in the room.
The balcony has such a shelter from the rain, and even if it is placed there, it is not afraid of being damp and moldy.
Qiao Cen took two unusual cushions from the wardrobe and put them on the swing. He also took two pillows, one black and one white, and then sat down.
As soon as the body sits on the swing, it shakes itself, and a little bit of feet can just point to the ground.
Huo Yanming also went to the balcony to see Joe Cen’s ass moving a little and swinging himself into happiness, so he didn’t speak and leaned against the sliding door and watched quietly.
Joe Cen seemed to feel that he was behind him and turned to wave "Come and try."
Huo Yanming sat beside her before he left.
Qiao Cen pedaled his legs and flashed. Huo Yanming didn’t move. Qiao Cen pushed him. "You are too heavy for me to shake. Let’s come together."
Huoyanming nai corners of the mouth but unconsciously raise a smile. His legs are propped up on the ground, and now it is not Joe Cenhuang. Her natural heart simply sits back and sits off the ground.
Two people talking one build what did not build on the tea table next to the phone suddenly rang, and the tea table was not far from the swing. Huo Yanming leaned over and reached for it with a hook.
It’s Qiao Cen’s mobile phone screen showing a string of strange numbers.
He handed it to Qiao Cen, and Qiao Cen was somewhat puzzled. Recently, it seems that many strange words have called her cell phone, and almost all of them are former contacts.
I don’t know who it is this time.
She was a little naive, but she answered the phone anyway.
There came a woman who was a little short of breath, but she seemed to be deliberately holding back. "Joe Cen, if you still have a little conscience, please come to the small apartment on Jiangbei Road."
Then he hung up.
Jiangbei Road … Qiao Cen thought carefully about this place name as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn’t remember it for a while.
It was not long after Bai Jiaqi changed the shares of Bai Tuan to a recording pen that Bai Tuan went bankrupt.
But the condition is that Bai Jiaqi talks about it herself. Although she is bankrupt, she can’t help it.
This time, I took the initiative to ask Joe Cen. Even Joe Cen was a little nervous in her heart. She wasn’t afraid of Bai Jiaqi, but she had a kind of unspeakable feeling …
-digression–
Daxian’s performance is so effective. Yesterday, he said that it would be more important today. Haha ~ Yao?
☆, 1, Bai Jiaqi abacus
Huo Yanming also heard some words just now. Qiao Cen put his cell phone on and turned to see him.
Huo Yanming asked faintly, "Where is Jiangbei Road?"
Qiao Cen shook his head. "It sounds familiar, but I can’t remember it for a while." Since I have it with Bai Jiaqi, Qiao Cen thought that maybe this place name was heard a few months ago.
I forgot it after such a long time.
"I’ll ask judy to check." Huo Yanming got up and got his mobile phone.
Qiao Cen didn’t mean to go either.
After all, people like Bai Jiaqi can’t be trusted. You have to know where Jiangbei Road is first.
Qiao Cen seems to suddenly remember what stopped Huo Yanming. "Er, when you ask judy to check Bai Xiling’s residence first," she can remember that people must have Bai Xiling in the whole White House.
The original Qiao Cen couldn’t remember him, but some time ago Bai Xiling suddenly changed his name to her name, White House Villa.
Now that the Bai clique is bankrupt, Bai Jiaqi must hate her
But at the same time, Bai Jiaqi also knows that Bai Xiling and Qiao Cen may be different. What if this matter has something to do with Bai Xiling?
Qiao Cen and Huo Yanming glances don’t know whether Gu Jingcheng will be mad at hearing her answer.
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