Chapter 210 (1/2)

Is Pei Tang's brain circuit poisonous?

She's not only passing by now, but she's going to have to seal the official announcement!

During this period, in front of the booth of the auction hall, Pei Tang pressed forward step by step. His eyes, once known as ”electric eyes”, locked his inkstone tightly. It seemed that he was deeply in love.

It's disgusting to her!

Ex boyfriend is really a creature that shouldn't exist!

Yan Shiqi sighed and looked at Pei Tang with a faint and indifferent look. ”I said I was married. Do you understand me? Also, even if I look for the gold owner, I won't look for you again. Do you understand? Not everyone lives in the past like you, Pei, Ying and di! ”

Words fall, inkstone when seven sneer white his one eye, turn to the second floor auction site.

Who gives Pei Tang self-confidence in the end and thinks that she will continue the front edge with him again?!

Amazing confidence.

……

The charity auction site is located on the second floor of the residence. Different from the dazzling lights downstairs, the light effect here is specially arranged. The beams are all concentrated on the auction table, and the seats below are orderly arranged, with only a few strands of dark yellow light pouring.

Yan Shiqi stepped up from the vertical ladder on the side of the residence wall until she came to the corner. She bent her arms tightly and was suddenly taken to the dark corner.

This sudden situation made her want to struggle for a moment, and a hot breath fell from her ear. ”I heard that Mrs. Qin is going to find the gold owner?”

The blazing breath sprinkled on her neck, which made her cringe for a moment. Her familiar tone came to her ears, and his waist and legs were tightly clasped under his palm.

Inkstone when seven soft posture, gently close to the man's chest, sniffing the taste of his body, guess he may have heard himself and Pei Tang's conversation, stretched out his hand in his shirt collar scratched, ”Mr. Qin, you are not my gold master?”

Then she felt the palm of the man's hand close to her waist tighten, ”have a good chat with him?”

Oh, jealous!