A hot-bodied woman glanced at her up and down, chewing gum and joking: “Auntie, are you in the wrong room?””
Su Qingyu thought of Qin Ou pulling her to bungee jumping before, and joked that the current little girl’s coat was a sling when she took it off. When they took it off, it was a sweater, and there were warm clothes in the sweater.
Between a pile of Yingying and Yanyan, she was the only one wrapped in a thick down jacket, wearing a woolen hat and covering her scarf.
Su Qingyu didn’t pay attention to the woman, but looked at Li Tingchen and said, “Li……Sir, can you take a step to speak.”
“Auntie, have you seen it? The little girl who is younger than you and prettier than you is lying there. Do you think the posture in which you fell is better than her?””The woman sneered mercilessly.
Li Tingchen looked at Su Qingyu and said coldly: “Come here.”
A word seemed to slap the woman’s face fiercely, Su Qingyu crossed the sea of people under the gaze of everyone, and finally walked to Li Tingchen’s side.
The foot-soaked Mo Baize looked extremely relaxed, and dense sweat oozes from his forehead under the high temperature soaking.
He still likes health care as always. The smell of wormwood covers the smell of alcohol and aromatherapy, dispelling the pandemonium, and making Su Qingyu feel better.
Mo Baize took the initiative to say hello: “Xiao Qingyu, it’s been a long time since I saw you, do you soak your feet?””
This is different from the way ordinary people greet each other, Su Qingyu politely refused: “Thank you, Young Master Mo, no need.”
Mo Baize immediately began to popularize the benefits of foot soaking.
“Foot soaking can promote blood circulation and metabolism in the human body, it can also help sleep, reduce high blood pressure, and cardiovascular disease. If you look bad, you have to soak your feet more. I just upgraded the prescription……”
Li Tingchen interrupted his chattering words, pulled up the blindfold around his neck and said impatiently: “Sleep with you.”
The people around stared at Su Qingyu curiously. What is the origin of this woman and how she is familiar with Mo Shao and Li Tingchen, but her face is clearly Zhang Sheng’s face.
Li Tingchen was sitting in position C with his legs slightly open, and he exuded a strong aura invisibly. He glanced at her faintly, “What are you doing here?””
Li Tingchen’s impression of her was still the way she smashed him with porridge a few days ago.
Angry and public, like an angry cat.
Unlike now standing on the side with her head down, she put away all her sharp blades.
Under Li Tingchen’s examination, Su Qingyu suppressed the awkwardness and discomfort in his heart and whispered: “I want to ask you a favor.”
Li Tingchen chuckled, folded his legs, took a cigarette from the cigarette case, with a sarcastic expression on his face.
“Su Qingyu, which one did you play today?”
Not far away, a rich second-generation named Xiao Yuan was also considered to have eyesight, and found that Li Tingchen had a different attitude towards her, so he hurriedly took two steps forward.
“Which one here doesn’t want to ask Mr. Li for help?Little girl, how can you be so insincere when you ask someone for help, and you still don’t light a cigarette for Mr. Li.”