Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

The atmosphere in the box is getting deeper and deeper, and it makes people feel difficult to breathe.

"Hmm--"

At this time, a vague voice sounded.

Song Yinyin, who had never been noticed by anyone, lay on the sofa and made a painful voice.

She moved her body, covered her head with her hand, and slowly sat up from the sofa.

A pair of water-glowing eyes came into the eyes of everyone, and she glanced at the people in the room ignorantly.

With the right expression, no flaws can be seen.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you not talking?"

Song Yinyin stretched out her hand and tapped her head, while speaking in confusion.

Everyone's eyes were put on her one after another.

Faced with the gazes cast by so many people, Song Yinyin still maintained an innocent and confused expression.

Her gleaming eyes swept back and forth in the box, and finally put it on Yin Geping.

"Um... you look familiar."

Song Yinyin rubbed her forehead, thinking of memories on her face.

It may be because of drunkenness that her pretty eyebrows showed a trace of distress.

Yin Geping watched her acting, slowly curling his lips.

After so many years on the field of wind, flowers and snow, how could he not see this woman acting.

He pointed to the shirt thrown on the sofa not far away and smiled meaningfully: "Does this dress look familiar?"

Song Yinyin looked in the direction he was pointing.

Seeing the familiar shirt, her face changed drastically.

Reached out and tremblingly pointed to the shirt: "This...Is this before, I vomited?"

Her voice was full of disbelief and panic.

A pretty face, full of innocence and cuteness, and just right panic.

"Yes." Yin Geping smiled and nodded.

He stood up slowly, tidyed up the clean clothes he had changed, and slowly quoted the price of the shirt.

A large amount of money was spit out from his mouth, except for the Yin family attendant, Song Yinyin, including everyone present, showed an expression of error and shock.

A shirt is actually equivalent to all the pay for Song Yinyin's filming of "For Women".

Yin Geping tidied his clothes and smiled at Song Yinyin, very restrained.

"Madam, I will send someone home with you. The clothes are worn. You don't need to pay the full amount. Let me give you a half."

After speaking, he raised his foot and walked towards the door.

The fancy beauty ran away, and it didn't make sense for him to stay here.

Song Yinyin exploded!

This is completely different from what she thought!

Really steal the chicken and lose the rice!

Thinking of the high compensation she was facing, she suddenly got up and rushed towards Yin Geping's leaving back.

"Master Yin!"

Yin Geping's feet had already stepped out of the room.

Song Yinyin caught up with him, grabbed his sleeve, and pleaded: "Master Yin, I don't have that much money, and I can't afford it!"

Being pulled by his sleeves, Yin Geping had to stop.

He slowly lowered his eyes, staring at Song Yinyin's hand holding his sleeve, his brows and eyes were impatient.

"Let go!"

Song Yinyin grabbed his sleeves tightly and cried, "Master Yin, I really have no money, I can't afford to pay."

Yin Geping took a deep breath, raised his eyes and faintly swept towards the surrounding Yin family attendants.

These people received a look from the young master and acted immediately. They stepped forward and pulled Song Yinyin away from their young master.

"Tear!"

During this pull, Yin Geping's sleeves were once again torn apart.

Looking at the torn sleeves, Yin Geping's face turned black.

"I... I didn't mean it!"

Song Yinyin was scared silly.

"You are very good!" Yin Ge's face was gloomy.