My Cold Gentle Husband

Song Qin came to the reception, although it made everyone look at it, but it was just an episode.

Soon the ballroom was a laughter.

In the name of his father, Song Qin is talking with many people.

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Fifi's eyes have been locked in Song Qin's body, want to see what she wants to play.

Last time, Song Qin pulled out the guns, so her hostility to the white light was undisguised.

Perhaps Song Qin noticed Fifi's gaze, maybe not, but Song Qin never looked at it.

It seems that she really wants to socialize.

But Fifi still does not want to relax his vigilance.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the banquet hall was warm and everyone did not notice a male waiter.

He is tall and thin, but he is only one meter eight, but he is very thin, giving him a very high illusion.

He had red wine in his hand, the red wine in the innermost, the color looks the same as the other, but he frequently looked down a few times.

He slowly went to Song Qin, and Song Qin smiled and picked up the outermost glass of wine.

"Thank you," she said with a smile.

"You're welcome." The male waiter answered.

When answering, he looked at Song Qin, and Song Qin looked at him. The eyes of the two men collided in the air, and the streamer, only they could understand.

The male waiter retire.

Song Qin took a sip of wine and felt that the red wine tonight was unusually good, and her lips were hidden smiles.

The waiter slowly walked in front of the white light.

He did not walk directly from Song Qin and immediately walked to the face of Bai Yanyan.

It was natural, he passed through the banquet hall, and the wine on the tray was reduced by a few cups. At the moment, there are only two glasses of wine left.

One of them is the one he has been coveting for several times.

Finally, he came to the face of white light.

His face smiled, bent slightly, and reached out to give the innermost cup of wine a white light.

White is light and polite, looking up at him.

The service grew very white, it was unnatural white, pale and the whole portrait lacked a lot of nutrition.

The white light and coveted, is about to reach out to pick up, her eyes unconsciously smashed into the wound on the male waiter's arm, her look slightly.

The hand that was going to pick up, turned into a wave of hands: "Thank you, I am overwhelmed, not drinking."

There was a flash of surprise in the waiter's voice, and his eyes stunned Song Song.

Feifei stared at Song Qin for a moment without notice.

Lin Shi and Ning Zijie were chatting with Wang, and they did not notice.

However, Bai Yanyan noticed.

Her hand holding the empty glass was slightly tightened and the wine was placed on the tray.

At this time, the male waiter was manual, and he reached out to grab the white fingers.

White lightly recovered.

The waiter didn't expect it to be like this. He was shocked at the bottom, and he looked up and looked at the white light. The opposite was the other person's chilling voice.

He was shocked and all the movements froze.

White looked at him lightly, and his eyes looked like a sharp blade, and he was analyzing him one inch at a inch.

He hurriedly dropped his throat, did not dare to look at him with white light, his heart beat like a drum, and his mouth was stuttering: "Sorry Miss Xiao me, I just want to help you take the cup away."

White lightly did not speak, just slightly bowed his head and looked at his eyes to ease a lot.

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The waiter felt that the pressure on the whole body seemed to have dissipated.

He carried the tray, palms up, and accidentally knocked over the innermost glass of wine. He was very sorry and said, "Sorry, sorry."

Then turned and left, the bottom of the foot is windy.

"How the waiter asked today is deaf." When talking from the waiter, Ning Zijie turned around, he said.

"Nothing." White lightly faint, then join the chat with Wang Jiande.

The waiter rushed through Song Qin, very sorry: "Sorry, miss, my wine is spilled, wait a moment, I will go to the kitchen to clean up."

Song Qin slightly frowned, her fingers holding the red wine glass slightly tightened.

The plan failed halfway.

She looked at the male waiter and nodded hard.

The waiter’s back was stretched straight, and she glanced at her and turned away.

The exchange between the two of them was very short, but in a few seconds, even Song Qin did not speak.

In the eyes of others, only Song Qin asked the waiter for red wine, but the waiter sprinkled the wine and needed to be given to her later, so I confessed.

There are no exceptions.

Feifei always looked at Song Qin. Seeing the waiter, this is the second time. She just frowned and wondered why the man seemed to be skinny, and the hotel did not dismiss him.

But such thoughts are just a flash.

After a while, the male waiter came out, holding in his hand, not only red wine, but also a glass of juice.

His lip line was tightly squatting, as if he was nervous.

His footsteps have also become much slower.

After grinding for ten minutes, he finally came to the face of white light.

Song Qinsui met, the scorpion poison in the scorpion poured out, her lips swayed, her eyes no longer evade, straight to the white light position.

Her heart is almost leaping.

Because of the next second, Bai Yanyan will be stabbed in the knife under the tray by the male waiter and killed on the spot.

If it’s really just to let the white light die, then it’s not that much.

In the red wine that was knocked down just now, special medicine was put in. As long as it was lightly drinked, she would not wait to rush toward the man.

And the male waiter will be awkward: white and light, you are a slut, say good package me, 100,000 a month, now I have a new love, do not want me.

Then, the waiter will kill the white light.

Therefore, the white light face b raises a small white face, and the news that will eventually be killed by the other party will spread throughout the streets.

Not only is she dead, she is notorious.

This is exactly the same as the original Song Yu.

Others say that Song Song will kill people and pay for it! But it will evaluate the white light face - the squat frivolous should be killed!

However, I did not expect that Bai Yanyan did not drink the glass of wine.

Song Qin squinted, but quickly found a solution.

As long as the waiter smashed the white light, and yelled at him, but he had to abandon him at the moment, the action of white lightly retracting his hand was justified.

simply!

Song Qin feels that his ideas are perfect.

Moreover, the true identity of this waiter will also make Bai Yanyan feel very surprised.

All the thoughts passed through Song Qin’s mind, and the smile on her face became more and more pleasant.

Revenge - she can finally kill one of the enemies!

Here.

The waiter came to the front of the white light, and turned the tray in his hand slightly toward the white light