Chapter 1275 Song Xing Couple (1)

"ah!"

Song Yiyan's brain shut down for five seconds before she let out an earth-shattering scream and kicked the man beside her.

When the man was kicked on the chest, he felt that the man's powerful internal organs were shifted, and he hit the opposite wall with a bang, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

In the air, deathly silence.

In the next second, Song Yiyan finally came to her senses, looked at the handsome man who was half kneeling on the ground, clutching his chest, his handsome face still expressionless, coughed low to cover up her guilty conscience, and asked: "Are you okay, I didn't mean to."

She remembered that the little boy in front of her was picked up by her before she awakened. Last night, when she was chatting with someone about the script, she was given something by the bastard director.

As a result, when she came back, she made up the little boy in front of her. After all, it was her fault.

The man coughed again in pain, his eyes were deep and dangerous, and the blood stained on the corners of his lips made his lips look as bright red as a goblin who just drank blood, and he was so coquettish to the extreme that he bloomed evil flowers.

Didn't she mean it?

Didn't it be intentional to lie down on his clothes when we got home last night?

"I saved you once, and you saved me once, so we're even." Song Yiyan looked indifferent.

She admitted that she was a scumbag.

As for men, it's good to sleep, there's no need to take it seriously, and besides, this man of unknown origin in front of her gave her a very dangerous feeling.

"So..." The man suddenly said, looking at the woman in front of him: "You want to be irresponsible after eating and wiping it off?"

"What do you mean eating clean? Irresponsible?" Song Yiyan picked up the pajamas next to her and put them on slowly, her movements are seductive and charming, her lips slightly parted: "Handsome guy, I wish you love, you have heard that you have to be right Is friend P responsible?"

Ridiculous, a big man, find her responsible, get out! Where is the face from?

"Are you sure it's yp, not qj?" The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, his smile was extremely mocking, he stood up slowly, turned around and walked towards the bathroom, and no one could question what he said: "From today onwards, I will Stay with you until I regain my memory."

He lost his memory and didn't know who he was, but only knew that the word Ji Xing was written on a chain around his neck.

He thought, he should be called Ji Xing.

"Hello!" Song Yiyan looked at the man without any shame, stood up naked and walked away, her eyes lit up suddenly.

The man's back was facing her, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, sky-defyingly long legs, every part of his body was so perfect that it was just right, and his figure was extremely good.

The man went into the bathroom and came out quickly, probably to wash the blood off his face.

Song Yiyan was changing clothes, when she looked back, the man had already entered the kitchen next door, opened the refrigerator and was looking for something, he should be making breakfast, her heart was a little empty, but her face didn't change at all.

This house was rented by her before she woke up. It is an old apartment with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The peeling wall skin, if you smell it carefully, you can still smell a damp and dark smell.

Song Yiyan looked at the only full-length mirror in the bedroom, looked at herself in the mirror, and curled her lips in satisfaction. The previous self was too much of a dick, this is her!

The woman in the mirror, with flaming red lips and a short leather skirt, reveals a pair of fair and well-proportioned long legs, and a well-proportioned figure, giving people a very gorgeous visual impact.

Ji Xing was cooking, and there was nothing in the refrigerator. After frying a few slices of bread, he took two eggs to prepare fried eggs. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a woman coming out of the bedroom aggressively with a pair of high heels on. Frowning, his voice didn't have much emotional fluctuation, it was just routine: "Breakfast will be ready soon."

"You eat it yourself!" After Song Yiyan stuffed cosmetics into the bag randomly, she turned around and left. A lot of change came out, and he threw it on the table: "Hey, I put the change on the table for you, save some money."

"Where are you going?" Ji Xing couldn't help but catch up and asked.

"Revenge!" Song Yiyan sneered with gritted teeth, and went downstairs.

Laichi chased to the door and saw the woman stepping on a pair of high heels, and went downstairs very quickly. I don't know if I am not used to wearing high heels. When I got to the corner, I twisted it and almost fell. It's okay. Holding on to the handrail of the stairs, after standing still, his demeanor remained undiminished, his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked at the woman: "I don't call you hello, my name is Ji Xing."

When he saw the woman, he looked up at him, but he didn't answer anything, and he didn't know if he heard what he said.

It wasn't until the woman disappeared in front of him that he turned around and went back to the house. Looking at the change she put on the table, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips. The sum of the odds and ends was less than ten yuan, and he wanted to save money?

Song Yiyan is a pampered young lady who always opens her mouth for clothes and food. She really doesn't know what the price is until she gets off the car.

The driver looked at her: "Girl, 50 yuan."

Song Yiyan turned the bag upside down, but couldn't find a coin. She was really embarrassed to be stared at. She wondered when she was so embarrassed and felt sorry for the money. She looked at the driver with a smile: "Master, you see I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money with me, otherwise, how about I draw a talisman for you?"

This master's Yintang is black, and there is bad luck on his face. Today, he is destined to encounter bad luck. I miss her talisman paper, but a talisman is hard to find. It is a priceless treasure. I didn't expect that one day, she would be so desperate that she would exchange the talisman paper for rent. fare.

The driver looked at the liar, but he was very polite: "Little girl, if you have no money, you can use Alipay or WeChat."

These days, is it popular for such a beautiful girl to be a magician?

"Master, your seal is black, and you have a lot of bad luck. There must be a catastrophe within today." Song Yiyan had just finished speaking.

"Little girl, I think you are too young to be as knowledgeable as you." The driver master was also annoyed, the first business deal early in the morning, just opened up and encountered a psychopath, not to mention paying for the fare with talismans, and cursed him, Who hasn't lost his temper yet: "If you continue like this, let's go to the police station and explain clearly to me.