Chapter 90 He was wrong, he still loves her!

Qiao Jing paused as he wiped his hands.

Sneered.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the man in the mirror with cold eyes.

"If I don't sleep with my husband, how can I sleep with you? Also, this is the ladies' bathroom, please get out."

After Qiao Jing finished speaking, he withdrew his eyes, checked his makeup and appearance, and left before leaving.

He didn't take the man next to him seriously at all.

Song Yan pursed his lips and clasped his hands.

The light shines directly down, and his face looks dark due to the backlight, and his handsome appearance is also a bit gloomy.

He watched Qiao Jing's movements motionlessly, with suppressed heat and ferocity in his eyes.

"Qiao Jing!"

Song Yanzhi looked at Qiao Jing who was about to leave, and finally couldn't control his movements, and hurriedly grabbed Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing turned his eyes sideways, looked down at Song Yanzhi holding her hand, the temperature in his eyes dropped sharply, and said coldly, "Let go!"

They have nothing left to say!
"Xiao Jing, I regret it. I finally understand that I have done too many wrong things. I pushed you over and over again. I lost you, but I really like you, I really love you. Let's have a good talk Can we talk about it?"

Song Yanzhi's tone softened, begging Qiao Jing.

He was wrong, he still loves her!

Really love her.

"Song Yanzhi."

Qiao Jing called his name without warning.

Song Yan's eyes flashed, "Xiao Jing."

"Stop disgusting me, okay?"

Qiao Jing pulled out her hand vigorously, "I said, maybe you liked me a long time ago, but you only love yourself, so you will love whoever can bring you benefits."

Song Yan's pupils shrank and he felt a dull pain in his chest. He retorted, "That's not the case!"

Qiao Jing sneered coldly, looking at Song Yan like this, it was ridiculous that she only understood it now.

She had no interest in getting entangled with Song Yan.

Lift your feet and leave.

"Do you have to be so cruel? There is no possibility? You won't give me any chance?"

Song Yanzhi stared at Qiao Jing's back and spoke quietly.

Qiao Jing paused without looking back, "Yes, it's impossible."

The voice just fell.

A strong force grabbed Qiao Jing again and pushed her to the wall next to her.

Song Yan's tall body approached Qiao Jing, and the two were extremely close, like intimate lovers.

The expression is gentle and coaxing.

"It doesn't matter if you have slept with him, you will forget him if we sleep again."

Qiao Jing's eyebrows and eyes darkened instantly, and her strong breath made her uncomfortable, "Song Yanzhi, don't be mean."

"I am guilty of being a bitch?" Song Yan nodded, with pain mixed with joy, "I am definitely guilty of being bitchy today!"

As he said that, he lowered his head and looked at Qiao Jing with affection that he didn't even notice. His fingers unconsciously stroked the side of Qiao Jing's face, and he was about to kiss him.

Qiao Jing quickly turned her head, and Song Yanzhi's lips brushed against the corners of Qiao Jing's lips.

Song Yanzhi's eyes dimmed, and the corners of his eyes turned red. Is it really too late?

Looking at Qiao Jing's cold attitude, he woke up from his dream today and realized what he had missed!
No, Qiao Jing once loved him so much!

It is impossible to say that if you don't love, you don't love.

She is just having a tantrum right now, it would be better if he coaxes her more!

With such despicable thoughts, Song Yanzhi's actions became even crazier.

Seeing Song Yanzhi's unwillingness to give up, Qiao Jing's eyes were sharp, and a movement of his legs made him freeze.

With a cold face, let go of Qiao Jing little by little.

Leaning against a wall for breath.

But her eyes refused to leave Qiao Jing, and there was a color she couldn't understand in the resentment.

Qiao Jing didn't bother to explore because Song Yanyan had already stepped on her bottom line!
She didn't pull back just now, which was enough to make Song Yanzhi feel better.

Qiao Jing grabbed Song Yanzhi's neckline and sternly said, "Song Yanzhi, if you want to die, tell me sooner! Next time, I will dispose of you!"

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion and time, she would really consider abolishing him now!

After Qiao Jing finished speaking, she let go decisively, as if something dirty, this time she left without a trace of nostalgia.

Song Yan was left alone, with an unclear expression in the darkness.

For a moment, he held on to the wall and slowly walked to a corner.

A man came out and handed the camera to Song Yan.

"Filmed."

(End of this chapter)

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