Good Morning, Mr. President!

Bai Yeqing understood the slightest sound in her word, and her eyes were deeper and brighter.

On the other side she couldn't see, the man's look was gentle. "The old man is staring downstairs and has let go. If I get out of this door tonight, I have to break my legs."

After a pause, Bai Yeqing proposed, "Since you miss me so much, or, you come up?"

The meaning of joking is obvious.

Xia Xingchen was embarrassed to the extreme, clamoring, "Who misses you? I don't want to go up. I hang up and sleep."

In his tone, every word was tender, and he obviously wanted to kill him, but as a result, the words were softer and more like a coquettish.

Even through the phone, Bai Yeqing felt like his claws were scratching his heart and lungs, making him feel hot and uncomfortable.

This little woman intentionally made him restless all night.

Xia Xingchen hung up the phone without saying anything. She was not fooled by him. If she does go up and meet the old man again, the old man must jump. Although it would not hit her, I should probably think that she was in the bottom of my heart.

Because I heard his voice, now, because the anxiety rising in Xia Xing's hollow had completely dissipated.

Gogo lips, put away the phone, closed the door of the terrace, and retracted to the bed.

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the other side.

Inside the detention center.

Xia Xingkong's phone never got through, and his heart was indignant.

"Hey! Hurry up!" The police came in and patted the table, glancing at the time, "One minute left."

Xia Xingkong looked resentful, "Xia Xingchen, since you don't want to give you a face, don't blame me for not showing mercy on you!"

She groaned and dialed another number.

"Hey, who is calling so late?" Over there, an impatient female voice passed through the phone.

"It's me, I'm starry."

"Xia Xingkong?" Song Weiyi was impatient. "Did you have an accident? Why did you call me so late?"

Xia Xingkong took a deep breath, clenched the phone, and tried to ignore the scorn in Song's only words. Just said: "You find a way to get me out, I can help you get revenge."

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm hung up!" Song Weiyi thought she was inexplicable, and he didn't want to talk to her at all.

"Single!" Xia Xingkong raised his voice, as if holding the last straw, hurriedly called each other, "Your last wedding was caught in the attention of the world, so that you are now in front of friends and classmates , Can't look up. Don't you ever want to give them back? "

She spoke fast, as if she was afraid that Song only hung up the phone.

Song only listened slightly. Then, with a smirk, she laughed at herself and said, "What I am now, you don't know yet, do you think this revenge can be reported if you really want to report it?"

His father Song Guoyao was removed from the post of vice president and chairman of the Senate at the same time. At this moment, he had no important posts, but just left his name empty. In the past, there were many people in the house, and there were many followers.

But now ...

What is left today? !!

Xia Xingkong eagerly said, "I can help you!"

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Xia Xingchen was lying on the bed, turning off the lamp at the bedside, and the room soon became dark.

This is the first time she has lived in Zhongshan.

When I passed the Zhongshan small building before, I was still sighing that Bai Erye had no children under his knees and was half desolate. Now, he is sleeping in this small building as his daughter.

If you think about it, you still think things are confusing.

It seemed like recognizing the bed, and there were too many things in her mind. She turned around in the bed for a while, and finally got a little sleepiness.

I finally closed my eyes, and when I was about to fall asleep, my phone vibrated. She was half awake and didn't even see the screen, so she connected her phone to her ear.

"Sleeping?"

Bai Yeqing's voice came from the phone, accompanied by the wind.

Xia Xingchen was awake a bit, "What time is it?"

"A little more."

"It's so late." Xia Xingchen sighed, he could hear the open voice over him, and the whistling wind, "Are you outside now?"

It's a little bit more. Is there something to do?

"You are downstairs."

"Ah?" Xia Xingchen froze for a moment. Then, suddenly waking up, almost immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She opened the door of the terrace and grabbed her cell phone to go out. Outside, on a dark path, the dimly lit street lights emit only a thin layer of light.

He was standing under the street lamp, his body was straight, and in the cold wind, he had his own spirit of looking up.

Holding the mobile phone in one hand and holding it in the trench coat pocket with one hand. He seemed to hear the movement upstairs, and he looked up.

Two people, facing the dim light, separated by the fog of the middle of the night, far away, facing each other. Her heartbeat accelerated-presumably, she really fell into the love network he weaved and couldn't break it anymore-she just looked at it this way, but she still felt emotional and obsessed with it. This feeling has not faded away from getting closer to each other, but has deepened.

fantastic……

"You come down, or should I go up?" Bai Yeqing said.

Her thoughts snapped back and she said, "Don't go down."

There was a maid on duty downstairs, and she didn't want the maid to know about their meeting in the middle of the night. Maybe they have to talk about it and tell the elders.

Bai Yeqing hung up the phone first. Xia Xingchen turned back to the room, and even forgot to change his clothes, he opened the door and went out. After taking two steps, I remembered that it was so cold outside, and turned back, grabbed my coat and wrapped myself, and hurried down the stairs.

"Miss Xia, why did you get up so late? Is it all right?"

She just came downstairs and happened to meet the servant on duty in the hall.

A guilty conscience flashed on Xia Xingchen's face, and asked, "Is the second man awake?"

"Just went to see it, didn't wake up, and fell asleep."

"That's good." She thought about it, gathered her clothes, and cast her eyes on the kitchen, suddenly said, "Well, help me to make a cup of hot tea. I'll go in and see the second man now."

The maid answered well and didn't think much before turning to the kitchen.

Looking at the back walking away, Xia Xingchen hurriedly walked out. It turned out to be like a thief, with a guilty conscience.

Two people, obviously just met normally! However, there are too many eyes staring at them in this main building and small building.

The maid flushed the hot water and came out. Where is her shadow? In the end, she just sent hot tea to her room.

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Xia Xingchen opened the door and came out. The cold wind rushed towards me and saw the long figure under the lamp, but did not feel cold. That man, like the warm flames of winter, could warm her.