Although Ximen Siyang was smiling, he saw a strong taste.

Duan Shihui timidly let go.

Wang Shiqing heard the sound of the door opening, thinking that it was Duan Shihui, so she didn't look up, and hurried to read the last few pages of business data.

Suddenly, a strange aura came to her face, and she subconsciously turned her head over there.

Ximen Siyang just wanted to get close to Wang Shiqing and see what she was looking at so seriously.

Who knows, the thin lips were softly pasted by two pieces without warning, which caused his whole face to immediately feel crispy and numb.

I have to say that such a situation is beyond his expectations.

But the feeling in my heart is not repulsive, but I still like it a little, a little throbbing, and a little greedy.

"Hmm!" Wang Shiqing's feeling was not as good as that of Ximen Siyang, so frightened that his little face panicked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push Ximen Siyang away.

Oh my God, what's going on.

This kind of bridge should only be available in TV dramas, and the probability of real life happening is very low and low, why did she meet it.

As an atheist, she thinks it may not be an accident.

This person has been dating her before, and he should have some thoughts about her, and he may have deliberately played hooligan just now.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and Wang Shiqing felt that it was Ximen Siyang who wanted to take advantage of her.

pushed him away, stood up with an extra scalpel in his hand, and slammed his neck with a sharp movement, scolding angrily. "Stinky rascal, I'm going to kill you."

"It's so serious to kill people, Qingqing, was that your first kiss just now?"

Even though the little life was dragged in Wang Shiqing's hand, Ximen Siyang was still unhurried, and got a little closer, with a smile in his warm eyes, and a happy gaze at the angry girl.

If it was her first kiss, it would be great.

"You say, dead rascal."

The first kiss was gone in such a bad situation, and Simon was about to say, Wang Shiqing angrily stepped on him.

The upper of Simon Siyang's leather shoes immediately recessed into a pit, leaving the shape of Wang Shiqing's high heels.

"You've become a fried kitten, and it seems like I'm honored to be the beneficiary of your first kiss." Simon lifted his lips, and joy radiated from the inside out.

"Simon Siyang!!" Wang Shiqing roared, glared at him angrily, and the scalpel unceremoniously slashed a few times.

Those female guests also said that he was as warm as jade, and his son was unparalleled, and he was all blind.

Listening to what he said, it was clear that he was an old driver with rich emotional experience, and I don't know how many ignorant women were hurt by him.

Looking down at the shirt that had been cut by a scalpel, Ximen Siyang raised his eyebrows, it was really a spicy little wild cat.

"Yes, please!" The corners of his eyes went up, his smile was deep, and he looked directly at the angry Wang Shiqing, with a hint of ruffianism.

"You!" Looking at his ruffian-like expression, Wang Shiqing felt that his anger seemed to hit cotton.

"I'll listen, Qingqing can speak slowly."

Ximen Siyang smiled warmly, and his doting gaze wrapped around the woman who was close at hand.

"Who allowed you to call me Qingqing!" Wang Shiqing gritted her teeth and glanced at him coldly with a small face.

"I'm used to it in advance, and I'm going to call it that anyway. Or if you don't like it, I can change the name, Xiaoqing, dear, baby pig, sweetheart, wife......"

Ximen Siyang stretched out his big hand and wanted to touch Wang Shiqing's slightly cold little face, but was pushed away by her scalpel.

It has to be said that her scalpel makes it extremely skillful.

She had casually used a scalpel to pull it away, but she hadn't cut his hand.