After a long distance, Mo Zhengyan was on the top of the high-rise, with a clear and elegant gesture, the wine cup raised to her, accompanied by the radian of the smile on the corners of her mouth, made Song July feel like he had just performed a good play. Now that the play is over, the audience enjoyed it very much, so a toast.
Song's eyes narrowed in July, Mr. Mo. Is this a provocation against her?
"Sister July?" Shao Fei was still shouting in his ear. In July, Song told him, "Let's go!"
In July of the Song Dynasty, Shao Fei rose quickly and followed him away.
Just turning around, I couldn't help but look at the man in the loft again. This handsome appearance is exactly the same as those of the Tang family.
"Is it hard not to be your pursuer number two?" Shao Fei was curious and asked after her.
In July, Song stepped on high-heeled shoes.
She grabbed his pen and sighed, "Ah, I'm afraid I'm robbing your sweetheart? Don't worry, you see, I will never do it. You, be assured of your boldness!"
Shao Fei raised her eyebrows, but she could not bear it. "You seem to have a leg!"
The car drives slowly away, and through the front mirror, the restaurant gets farther and farther. Song held the steering wheel in July, but the fox wondered: once was an encounter, and these two encounters?
Of course, the contract with Kang was settled and passed in July of the Song Dynasty.
Admiral Han was very satisfied. "You have a rest these two days and you will have a new assignment in two days."
"Yes, my dear General Han."
After a busy month, I finally got a few days'vacation. In July, the sparrow wanted to try. She took out several fashion magazines, and Shao Fei frowned. "Lost family girl!" Gold worshippers!"
Song's hand stroked his hair in July, like rubbing a puppy.'I'm proud of losing my family, I'm proud of worshipping gold!'
It's not a matter of pride. The salary has just arrived. It's also a holiday. Song decided to go out and work hard to reward himself in July.
Hong Kong is busy, and fashion department stores are everywhere. In July of Song Dynasty, she wandered in front of exquisite windows and asked shop assistants to bring her favorite items. She carried a large bag and a small bag, and spent the whole day wandering down, but her pace was still graceful, without a trace of fatigue.
The mirror wall in front of her stopped in July of Song Dynasty. She looked in the mirror and arranged her appearance.
Suddenly, she saw a man with a hat not far away, and she pretended to ignore him.
Hey, I've been with her for a day and I'm really tired.
song put up the powder in July, and she walked gracefully in a circle, but went straight to the hat man. The other side bowed her head and came face to face, she deliberately moved inside, only when approaching, she accidentally leaned on the other side, "Oh, sorry, I'm so sorry, hit you!"
"It's OK, it's OK..." The other party responded with a good temper.
In July, Song smiled at him and waved away.
This is the end of today's fighting.
...
At six o'clock, the landing clock in the top office swings.
The man took off his hat and said, "Mr. Mo, please look at it." He put down his envelope bag and reported again, "He left his apartment at 9 a.m. and went shopping in six department stores today. He left at 4:20 p.m. and returned home..."
Mo Zhengyan looked at the pictures one by one. He looked up at the subordinates in front of him.
Suddenly, he saw the bright red on the collar of his shirt.
It's a red lip print. It's exactly the same color as the woman in the photo, the color between the lips.
Peach red, warm like a fire.