Chapter 1170: Isn't He Bad?
At the same time, she was stunned, she saw something familiar, a set she had sold a year ago. γFengyun Reading Network. γ
Of course she recognized what she had sold.
He didn't run out?
Ye Jiaqi flipped through it casually, there were so many left.
Isn't he okay?
She didn't sell him much, it's been a year, and she can't use up all of it? Useless.
Or does he not like to wear it? It's also possible
Ye Jiaqi sighed, there are so many left, it's too wasteful, the quality is very good.
She couldn't remember how much she had sold him, as if he was useless.
However, it is not surprising that few men like to use it unless they are forced to do so.
Ye Jiaqi didn't care, she opened his cigarette case and smoked a cigarette.
She also found a lighter on the table!
Her head swelled with the alcohol, and in the uncontrollable alcohol, she lit a cigarette.
The smoke was filling, and she frowned.
Unpleasant.
Just as she was about to take a puff and try it, suddenly, the bedroom door was kicked open!
Joss Nian stiffened his face and stood at the door in a heavy voice!
On his body, there is a murderous coldness.
At this time, Ye Jiaqi was sitting on the carpet in disheveled clothes, holding a cigarette in one hand and a goblet in the other.
The cigarette was lit and the wine was half drunk.
She was frowning at her cigarette.
"Ye Jiaqi, crazy, isn't it? How long have I been gone before you're crazy? Can't you let me worry? Joss strode forward and grabbed her shoulder.
He bent down, snatched the cigarette from her hand, and snuffed it out.
Ye Jiaqi's hand shook, and the red wine inevitably spilled on the ground.
With a "clang", she angrily threw the cup on the ground! Big eyes staring at him!
"I'm angry!" She sat on the ground, like a doll, with her hair disheveled and her skin fair.
He pinched his shoulder, and she glared at him with an annoyed expression.
The whole head was groggy, but she recognized the person in front of her, she recognized it!
"Angry? What right do you have to be angry? "He has an alarm in his room, and as soon as there is smoke, he is immediately alerted.
Thinking that something had happened in the bedroom, he hurried over, but he didn't expect that she was lighting a cigarette.
Joss was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
The face was gloomy and gloomy.
Josnian rolled up the sleeves of his nightgown, squatted on the ground, crouched in front of her, and a pair of sharp eyes looked straight at her.
Ye Jiaqi in front of him was like a little girl, with a pink face and big watery eyes, still looking like a teenager.
He grabbed her shoulder with his hand: "Why do you drink and dare to smoke?" Well? Speak. β
Ye Jiaqi tried to shake off his hand, but he couldn't.
"You're so annoying, you can drink it if you want, and you have to ask why? I just can't sleep and want to drink, satisfied? β
Her big eyes were a hazy layer of water vapor, foggy.
The little face was written unconvinced.
She sat on the ground, Josnian crouching, staring at each other, and the smell of gunpowder was thick in the air.
She was thin, shrouded by his tall man, more like a poor rabbit.
Poor little.
"I told you that girls are not allowed to smoke or drink, and you can't remember me?"
"Hehehe, why should I remember your words? You can't remember your own words, why do you want me to remember if you forgot what you said, how do you remember that you are old and forgetful. β
Ye Jiaqi's shoulder was pinched by him.
There was a cold glow in his eyes.