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In the PUB, the music is still warm and dynamic, and the light is still multicolored, but this slap fan is like a self-concentrating effect. With Ji Mingshu as the center, the eyes all around gather.

——Listen, don’t you slap?

-Loud, loud noise.

The people eating melons answered silently in their hearts.

Xiaobaihua played an ancient puppet online drama some time ago, and the online drama is a small explosion. She is also a familiar face for the second female.

Following the sound, many people recognized her, and the flashes that were secretly photographed at a time accompanied by whispers one after another.

In fact, everyone doesn't care much about the origin of the beating disputes. What's more, they are surprised that someone started at the birthday party of Zhang Er Gongzi. Does this young lady want to punch Zhang Er in the face or deliberately make trouble?

Zhang Baoshu, who was sitting not far away, was also completely dazed.

Just now she couldn't see her face clearly at a distance. Now when she saw Ji Mingshu up close, she unconsciously began to agree with what Ye Censen had said.

The pearl is on the side, so why not fireflies.

The scene was in such a hustle and bustle, silent for dozens of seconds for no reason.

Xiao Baihua's friend recovered, and hurriedly guarded her, shouting at Ji Mingshu: "Why are you doing this, who are you! What do you want to do when you hit someone?"

"That is, there is something that can't be said properly, do you have the quality?" The other person also continued to help.

Xiao Baihua didn't make a sound, only biting her lip with a pitiful look that hadn't recovered.

But she quickly remembered that in Paris that day, this woman forced Yan Yu to apologize to Jiang Chun.

At that time, Yan Yu didn't seem to want to quarrel with this woman. Then this woman might have a little background.

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and lowered her head in silence, and the White Lotus trilogy went so far as to complete it in one go.

Her friend didn't realize it, and he looked like "We are wronged and can be more tolerated." You ask Ji Mingshu to give an explanation.

Ji Mingshu didn’t even lift his eyelids. He took the warm towel that the little earth-goose had tricked from somewhere, wiped his hands slowly, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were disapproving arrogance. The perfect interpretation of "beat you, you have to pick a day" The grandeur is fearless.

If someone had fought with Cen Sen on the scene tonight, they might find that the couple dealt with others in exactly the same way.

After a while, the second son Zhang came over.

Xiao Baihua’s friend is also extremely plastic. Seeing Zhang Er come over, her voice suddenly tactfully, and she wants to take this opportunity to groan at him, "Boss Zhang, what's the situation with this young lady, she ran over to hit someone in a graceful manner. This is not for you. Face it."

Zhang Er was numb for three seconds. He looked left and right. He still didn't understand how these women who didn't know each other had an intersection.

Fortunately, he hadn't started drinking, his mind was sober, and he was a little relieved after knowing who was hitting who.

Soon he turned his head and asked diligently: "Sister Shu, are your hands okay? Does it hurt? Should I find someone to get some medicine?"

Ji Mingshu chuckled, "It's okay, sorry, your birthday, I should bear it."

She really didn't think about smashing people, but when she went to the bathroom with Jiang Chun just now, that little white flower's **** remarks just fell into her ears, and she did it for a while without thinking too much.

Zhang Er waved his hand indifferently, "Hey! What a big deal! Sister, just be happy, just be happy!"

He also called for another towel to cover Ji Mingshu's hand, and a series of glib flattery words went out.

After taking the time, he turned around and glanced at Xiao Baihua and her sisters, but didn't care about them. After all, it was his birthday, and he didn't want to make the atmosphere too bad.

But there are people who don't know each other, Ji Mingshu doesn't want to have trouble at other people's birthday parties, and some people want to make a cold snort after she turns around.

Ji Mingshu paused and looked back.

The cold snort was Xiao Baihua's friend, who was quite arrogant, and didn't look at Ji Mingshu straight.

Xiao Baihua kept covering the half of her face that was beaten, tears in her eyes spinning, but she didn't fall down.

Ji Mingshu felt amused, "I'm already a junior, and I haven't been conscious of being beaten at any time. The professionalism is not in place."

Zhang Er also suddenly came to fire, turned his head and frowned impatiently and said, "What's the matter with you? These are the things that someone brought in. You deliberately add to my Bensan ten years, right? You leave it here for my birthday. Crying? How much am I against you?"

Xiao Baihua was taken aback by this, and tears fluttered in her eyes with her very technical content just now.

Zhang Er was so angry that his brain smoked, and he didn't want to say anything. He just made people get out of these unlucky ones.

The people around were silent, and they were shocked by Zhang Er's illogical double standard.

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Until the end of the birthday party, Jiang Chun hadn't recovered.

She took Ji Mingshu and asked directly: "Why is Zhang Lin so flattering to you? Isn't the Zhang family really good at them? Isn't it like this? I didn't even look at it."

"His brother naturally doesn't use it, but he was not born to Mrs. Zhang." Ji Mingshu downplayed.

Jiang Chun looked dumbfounded, "What? He was not born to Mrs. Zhang? But he... isn't he very popular in the Zhang family?"

"Being spoiled is an illegitimate child and does not conflict with him. Have you never studied logic?"

"No." Jiang Chun answered earnestly.

Ji Mingshu choked and asked, "How many years have you been in the imperial capital? Why don't you know anything?" She was really surprised by the ignorance of this little earth goose.

But Jiang Chun was not ashamed but proud. She was so stupid that I was ignorant but I was very righteous and confident. He held her and said, "No one told me before. You know everything, so teach me."

"No."

"You just gave me a head start, aren't we good friends anymore? Have you heard of what is called'Sisters for a Life Time"?"

Ji Mingshu gave a look of "please stop touching porcelain immediately".

Jiang Chun held her on her arm, and had to drag her to her car, saying that she was going to take her to see the luxury apartment she bought in the city center.

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Along the way, Ji Mingshu was entangled by Jiang Chun and talked about a lot of wealthy Missin, and Jiang Chun was stunned.

When they entered the apartment elevator, they were discussing a model couple in the circle. Jiang Chun was surprised and asked: "Is it really such a mess? I thought they were very affectionate. According to you, everyone takes what they need, not much. People really love each other."

Ji Mingshu was about to nod her head and tell her the painful fact that "the reality is just a chicken feather".

But Jiang Chun finished swiping the elevator card and corrected himself again: "No, I think you and Cen Sen are just fine, how much Cen Sen spoils you."

...?

Ji Mingshu couldn't refute for a while.

Jiang Chun's apartment is not far from Bocui Tianhua, about ten minutes by car, and it is also a prime location.

As soon as he walked in, Ji Mingshu was shocked.

Jiang Chun also introduced to her like a treasure, "How about, look at this, and here, I asked the designer to change it. It was originally a hardcover room, but the original design was too inhumane and ugly. ."

"Can you change it?"

Ji Mingshu looked at the plastic flower sliding-door wardrobe at the urban-rural junction on one wall, feeling that he dreamed back to the 90s overnight.

"Are you planning to open a farmhouse at home?"

Ji Mingshu looked at the ugly house that Jiang Chun regarded as a treasure, and didn't know where to start.

However, Jiang Chun is still very stubborn, pulling her back and forth to introduce her who has no desire to visit, trying to reverse her aesthetics.

Ji Mingshu stopped in front of the bookcase and looked at the books inside: "My Private House Makeup Technique", "How to Grab His Heart", "A Hundred Ways to Improve Emotional Intelligence", "The Deserted President of the Off-line Angel"...

Seeing Ji Mingshu staring at the book called the president, Jiang Chun pulled it out and stuffed it to her, "The name is a bit ugly, but it's actually pretty pretty, look."

Ji Mingshu evaded, "Take it away, I never look at this kind of thing, what's your taste."

Jiang Chun: "Really don't read it? How come there are girls who don't read romance novels, you are so strange."

I don’t read romance novels and I don’t read this kind of ancient white writing, okay? Ji Mingshu was expressionless and slandered.

After visiting the Ugly House, the two sat on the sofa to chat again.

Ji Mingshu has always had no concept of time, as long as he is not sleepy, he can open his eyes until dawn.

Jiang Chun suddenly said, "Hey, it's almost twelve o'clock, do you want to send a message to your husband to report, he will worry about you."

Ji Mingshu subconsciously thought, "He's not my boss, I'll report him a fart", but in order not to break the little Tugo's last hope for a beautiful marriage, she perfunctorily said "um" and opened WeChat again.

The chat history between her and Cen Sen remained on the last rainbow fart.

Jiang Chun swept over at a glance, did not read the whole story, and sighed in surprise and envy: "I can't see that your husband can talk like this..."

Ji Mingshu: "..."

She thought for a while, if she told Cen Sen directly according to Jiang Chun's meaning that she hadn't gone back, Cen Sen's brain circuit would think she was kidnapped.

Then talk about something and then cut into the subject. She thought of Cen Sen's noodles and got an idea.

Ji Mingshu: [What kind of duck did you eat tonight? 】

After posting Ji Mingshu, I appreciated it. It was very good and normal conversation, and she would not appear inexplicably enthusiastic.

And the cute tone will give Jiang Chun an illusion that our husband and wife relationship is really good.

After about three minutes, Cen Sen really wrote her back.

Cen Sen: [I didn't eat duck. 】

Jiang Chun looked at him and confessed, "Your husband is so cute. It turns out that he is this type in private. He really can't see it at all."

She hurriedly pushed Ji Mingshu, "He said that he hadn't eaten anything because he wanted you to comfort him. Please reply quickly."

Ji Mingshu's back was numb, and he felt that Cen Sen was so cute tonight as if his account had been stolen.

The next second, a new message came in WeChat.

Cen Sen: [Eat bamboo shoots. 】

Jiang Chun & Ji Mingshu: "......"

There was silence in the ugly room, and the two experienced a series of psychological processes from being confused, to vaguely understanding something, to suddenly realizing.

Looking at each other for three seconds, Ji Mingshu saw from Jiang Chun’s eyes, "Don’t say that I am soiled, your husband is more soiled than me" and "Does your husband’s work do not need to be connected to the Internet?" These two complex emotions are full of superiority and incredibility .

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Tonight, there will be entertainment with the Japanese partner's wine bureau. Half of the table dishes are in the countryside and half are adapted to the appetite of the partner.

But Cen Sen didn't like it very much, so he took a few chopsticks with only one bamboo shoot.

It was late at night when the entertainment was over. When he got home, he found that Ji Mingshu had returned.

Earlier on receiving news from Ji Mingshu, he also asked Zhou Jiaheng where his wife was at night.

Zhou Jiaheng said that she went to Zhang Lin's birthday party in the evening, and then went to Jiang Chun's apartment.

He thought that Ji Mingshu, a party animal, would not return tonight.

Ji Mingshu didn't plan to return, but Jiang Chun's apartment was really ugly and it was hard to sleep. Secondly, she finally took hold of a Cen Sen's handle and planned to come back and wait for him to tease him.

Na Cheng wanted to read a novel in bed after taking a shower, and fell asleep unknowingly.

Cen Sen glanced at her, but did not respond.

When he came out of the shower, Ji Mingshu had changed his posture to occupy the area of ​​the bed, but he still held the phone firmly in his hand.

He walked to the bed, easily picked up Ji Mingshu, put her in a proper posture, and then went to pull her mobile phone.

Ji Mingshu woke up at this moment. She opened her eyes sleepily, looked at Cen Sen, and then at the phone time. She was not conscious at all, turned over, and went back to sleep.

Cen Sen pulled the phone out of her hand.

When she opened her eyes just now, she accidentally unlocked the facial recognition of the phone.

When she arrived in Cen Sen's hands, the phone interface just stopped at the Weibo interface before she went to bed.

To be precise, it is not a Weibo interface, but an advertising novel interface pushed by Weibo.

Cen Sen glanced.

"When Shangguan Haoran removed Mu Ziwei's eye membranes and kidneys, Mu Ziwei's heart was already dead. Three years later, Mu Ziwei returned to City B. Originally, he only wanted to live his life blandly. The indifferent and hard-hearted imperial commander hugged her tightly, woman, want to escape? You can't escape my palm in this life. Mu Ziwei's eyes are full of fear, you took me away Corner of the eye|Are the membranes and kidneys not enough? Not enough, I want your heart..."

Cen Sen paused, and even clicked on the first picture to browse it.

Ji Mingshu seemed to be awkwardly asleep. He just turned aside and turned back after a while. The little quilt was tightly wrapped, and his bare arms were exposed, covering the position of his heart.

Cen Sen: "..."