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| Don't pick peach blossoms on the roadside. (13th Dec 22 at 3:02am UTC)
Don't pick peach blossoms on the roadside. |   | "The woman I want to marry has a career of her own, and if we get married, my aura is bound to affect her." Feng Jinwen only picked out the questions he was willing to answer and simply explained them. Wu Jing leaned against the wall and felt his strength disappearing. He saw the problems they might have when they were together before she did. Yes, if they were really together, she would never be able to bear people saying that she relied on his power. And if he dares to declare so loudly that Sheng Sheng has a relationship with him, does it mean that there is really no relationship between him and Lydia? "Excuse me, Mr. Wind, who is the woman you want to marry?" The reporter did not give up asking again. Wu Jing tightened her body as if the microphone in the reporter's hand was being handed to her. Feng Jinwen did not answer the question immediately. He stroked his chin and looked ahead, as if lost in thought. His eyebrows were lightly frowned, and his long eyes, which were used to flirting, were still sexy and deep at the moment. Wu Jing held her breath and her heart beat fast. The scene was quiet except for the sound of the camera shutter pressing. Mr. Wind,shuttle rack system, who is the woman you want to marry? The reporter asked again without giving up. Please look at the screen. "Feng Jinwen presses the play button, and a woman suddenly appears on the huge screen." It was Wu Jing's elegant appearance of bowing her head and drawing under the blue sky of lotus. Wu Jing gasped, took a step back, and turned to run away. I think Wu Jing should be at the scene now and is preparing to escape. Feng Jinwen said to the microphone in his spare time. When all the people at the scene heard this, their eyes turned back at the same time. Wu Jing turned her back to everyone,cantilever racking system, and her cold hands were right on the doorknob. Her slender figure looked like "I want to run away.". The lamp suddenly came on, and she stood stiffly in the middle of the crowd. It was not right to walk in confusion, and it was not right to stay. Wu Jing, come here. In the light of the magnesium lamp, Feng Jinwen finally saw her clearly. He smiled, narrowed his eyes, and walked toward her with a smile. Reporters and waiters separated a road for him, but they all crowded around him, warehousing storage solutions ,push back racking system, intending to capture the most classic scenes. Darling, will you marry me? Feng Jinwen put one hand around her waist and looked at her affectionately. Wu Jing gave him an expressionless look. Not willing. The scene was in an uproar, but Feng Jinwen grinned and smiled, as if her reaction had been in his expectation. Wu Jing looked into his eyes and could not believe that in such a noisy environment, she could still hear her heartbeat. Of course, she knew that Feng Jin-wen was declaring his sincerity to the world in the grandest way, and there was only one reason for him to do so. He loves her! "Why won't you marry me?" Feng Jinwen held her jaw intimately and turned a blind eye to the crowd next to her. You're not being honest with me. Lydia's not settled yet. She pushed his hand away uncomfortably and frowned with displeasure at the crowd that kept pushing forward around her. I'll be completely honest with you today. Feng Jinwen took her hand and pressed it on his chest. "Mr. Feng, is that what Miss Wu Jing meant by frankness?" A reporter suddenly took out a photo the size of a magazine cover in front of the two of them. In the photo, Feng Jinwen was holding Lydia's waist, with a five-star hotel in the background behind him. When was this picture taken? Wu Jing asked. Last week. Feng Jinwen shrugged his shoulders and answered without hesitation. The day you said your friend got drunk and went out to help, but didn't come back? Wu Jing looked straight at him, but could not see the slightest bit of guilt in his eyes. Yes, yes. He nodded, assessing the clarity of the picture in a good mood. Don't you have anything to explain? Wu Jing twisted his arm and glared at him. In a hurry? Heh heh heh. He smiled straight at her in a good mood. Anyway, today's mess will all be cleaned up by someone. He just has to wait for the beauty to come home. "Mr. Wind helped Miss Lydia to the hotel and stayed there all night until ten o'clock the next morning." Anxious to see the world in disorder, the reporter added, waiting to see Wu Jing get angry on the spot.
"Miss Wu Jing, what do you think of the behavior between Mr. Feng and Miss Lydia?" The reporter targeted Wu Jing. You ask Feng Jinwen, the person in the picture is him, not me. Wu Jing clasped her arms in front of her chest, her expression unhappy, but her heart was not very alarmed. Look at Feng Jinwen's confident expression, there must be something else in this matter. I think you should ask Lydia about the feud between me and Lydia. Feng Jinwen put his arm around Wu Jing's shoulder and pointed dramatically to the stage with his right hand. Everyone's eyes moved to the stage, including Wu Jing. On stage, Lydia wore a sexy "PURE" gold embroidered silk satin dress and leaned like a sexy wild cat in the chaise longue on the stage. Do you want to know what happened that night? Lydia shrugged her shoulders and her wavy hair fell to her chest, luring everyone's eyes to her beautiful cleavage. I was drunk. Jinwen sent me to the restaurant. It's no big deal. "But how do you explain that he stayed in the restaurant with you until dawn?" The reporter asked again. I have something on my mind, and of course he wants to comfort me. Lydia looked at the camera with a half-smile and a soft look in her eyes. Wu Jing looked at Lydia's charming posture, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong. She looked up at Feng Jinwen,heavy duty cantilever racks, and he gave her a smile back. Are you playing a game of threesome now? The reporter who just took out the photo asked rudely. Wu Jing's body tightened and he stared at the reporter viciously. Please pay attention to your words when you speak. Such slanderous remarks will get you into a lawsuit. Feng Jinwen's face was restrained, his tone was understated, but his expression was rare and stern. Is Mr. Wind going to maintain your relationship with Lydia after marriage? The reporter did not give up pressing questions. I have to. Feng Jinwen looked at Wu Jing and said. jracking.com | |
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