The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Bumu said, "That girl is really bold."

"Lonely looking for my brother?" Bu Qianxian sighed, "Are you afraid of getting lost and running into a bad person?"

"That said, but she said she would work hard."

Bu Xianmian didn't care, "This is the kind of woman with no brain."

"When it comes to finding a relative, I don't particularly feel the taste. You say how worried the parents should be. When do you go with him to find the family?" Bumu asked quietly.

"What is it, I don't think it's time yet."

"Xianxian ..." Bumu solemnly said, "Aren't you in a hurry, aren't your parents in a hurry? We can't do that, we can give people five million, can we get five?

"Mom, you really have no vision." Bu Qianxian gave her a glance, "Why did you fancy those five million?"

"Not five million? Why are people so greedy? It's enough for us to spend a lifetime."

"This is related to the happiness of my life. How can it be called greedy? This is called active struggle."

"Anyway, I don't care what yours is, I just feel like I can't live with my parents."

Bu Xianmian was a little upset. "Mom, all right, he's anxious to find his family, and you're anxious to get five million, you two are really."

Bumu saw that she was pulling her face and stopped talking.

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At more than eight o'clock in the evening, there was a big uproar under the rain.

Ling Ciye stood on the balcony with a mobile phone and looked out to see that Song Yan still showed no signs of returning.

He winked and picked up the cigarette case on the table, put it in his pocket, and went out.

Drive to the brokerage company, Lingci Ye got off with a black umbrella and walked towards the gate.

A rain bubble on the ground stained his shoes with rain.

"Is Song Yan at the company?"

"It's in the studio, it should be in the studio."

Ling Ciye threw the umbrella into the dripping tube and went into the elevator alone.

With her for a few years, he knew all the places inside her company.

Reaching the destination directly, he opened the door without making a noise.

Lingci went behind the staff at night and looked at Song Yan who was taking the propaganda picture, jumping and jumping, completely disregarding the body that had been pregnant for more than two months.

Seeing her, Ling Ciye's eyes glowed coldly, and he went directly to the side and dragged Song Yan from above.

"Ancestral Temple Night!" Song Yan didn't expect him to come suddenly, panicked for a while.

"go back."

"I'm going to shoot right away. Wait a minute, five minutes. I promise it will be a good five minutes." Song Yan looked pleased, "Will you wait a minute?"

Do not want her to be ashamed in front of so many staff members, he let go of his hand and stood there waiting for her.

Who knows, where is five minutes and ten minutes are not over.

Ling Ciye's face became more and more gloomy, and Song Yan also estimated it. The more he wanted to end sooner, the more he couldn't end, and finally fifteen minutes later, it ended.

Song Yan changed his clothes and walked towards him without even removing his makeup. "Let's go."

Ling Si saw her wearing thin clothes at night and took off her windbreaker.

The staff around seemed to be surprised and accustomed to it.

The two left the company gate together. Ling Ci held her umbrella to pull the door open for her. After Song Yan sat up, he closed the door and returned to the driver's driving position.

On the way back, the car remained silent.

Song Yan stung him from time to time, seeing him very displeased, and said, "Are you angry?"

"Don't you know you're pregnant? Jumping and jumping, are you taking care of yourself?"

"Of course. The range of motion is not great. I pay attention to it myself."

"What propaganda picture?"

"It's a reality show."

Lingci stopped the car at night, "Reality show?"

"This is fancy, the contracts have been signed, and I didn't recruit."

"If the contract is signed, the contract will be broken. I will pay for the penalty."

"Three times the liquidated damages. You are crazy. You pay. It ’s okay. I ’m watching the program flow. It ’s okay. I ’m only two months now. It ’s not so delicate. Song Yan said sincerely, "Really, I told Huahua, the show and the like will not be connected, is it okay?"

"Song Yan, if a woman is too uninteresting, she is not strong and independent, do you know?"

"This is the difference between me and other women. I don't want to rely on men. I also have my own business. And I'm just like the sky and the screen suddenly disappears for so long. The audience should forget about me."

"If you forget it so easily, it means that you haven't got a representative work that is deeply rooted in people's hearts." Ling Ciye drove again. "Think about me."

Song Yan was a little upset by what he said. He looked out at the rain and did not speak.

The car stopped at the door and she didn't get off.

"get off."

"No way."

Ling Ci glanced at her at night, "Don't be wayward with me."

He stood at the door of the co-pilot with an umbrella. "Come down."

"No way."

Ling Ciye had no choice but to reach out and hold her wrist, dragging her off the car.

The two returned home one after the other.

"Do you want to eat? I'll ask your aunt to make it for you."

"I want to eat what you make, you make it for me." Song Yan said, "Can you?"

Ling Ciye turned around and tied an apron into the kitchen.

Song Yan then smiled and leaned on the sofa to watch Weibo.

After brushing up on Weibo for a while, Ling Ci brought her tomato noodles to her with a poached egg on it.

He handed her chopsticks. "Hot while you eat."

"You put chopsticks there, I took a picture and tweeted."

Ling Ci put the chopsticks on the bowl at night, Song Yan placed the chopsticks, and then took a few photos in a good-looking posture, sitting on a chair and taking pictures of them.

Then posted a Weibo.

So I picked up chopsticks and started eating noodles.

She put the eggs on a side plate, and Lingci Ye asked her, "Why not eat?"

"Eating eggs will make you fat, and I have always disliked them."

"Noodles have starch, and they will get fat, so don't eat them."

Song Yan lowered his chopsticks. "If you don't eat, don't eat."

"You are pregnant now and need nutrition. What about fatness and thinness?" Lingci Ye asked.

"Just because I am pregnant with children, I eat a lot more than before. If there is no restraint, I will not be able to control the fat. At that time, the paparazzi will take a picture of me being fat. Say me. "Song Yan thought for a while and said," I still don't want to eat, it is easy to grow meat at night. "

"..."

Ling Ciye reiterated, "Do you really eat?"

"Do not eat."

Lingci picked up chopsticks at night and sat down to eat.

Song Yan stood and looked at it, watched him eat cleanly, and finally put the chopsticks into the kitchen.

For a moment, she felt inexplicably angry again.

Why she was angry, she didn't know.