I'll deal with you when we get home

"Hello, mo Yancheng." Jiang Yuanyuan was dumbfounded! What kind of gratitude was this?

Looking at the suit jacket in her hand, she stomped her feet, then smiled slyly. She threw the suit jacket to her bodyguard and strode forward.

"Funny?" He looked down at her and saw that Shen chengjing's face was red.

She nodded her head and pried his hand away as a warning.""Don't touch me. I'll deal with you when we get home. "

A faint smile appeared on his lips. He could not help but shake his head as he watched her turn around in a suave manner.

This little girl! Her heart was clearly filled with sweetness, but now, she was still putting on a cold face.

"Brother Yi, are you dead?" Zhou Yuncheng had been waiting on the side for a long time. Seeing that the time was right, he came forward with a red wine, took a sip, and looked at his friend at the bar.