Drunk in love

Part 13

Why was he stunned: "Oh.

"'Oh'?" Song Juhan held the mobile phone deadly: "You are in touch?" "

Hmm."

"When?"

"Some time ago."

"Meet?"

"Hmm." He looked at Song Ju's cold and uncertain face, and sighed in his heart, it seemed that his birthday was over.

The phone was still ringing unknowingly, and Song Ju's throat knot rolled up and down, and his fingers slid and he answered the phone.

Why before he could stop it, Song Juhan had already opened the hands-free, and Feng Zheng's voice with a smile came: "Why, happy birthday!" Song Juhan

was sitting on He Yuan's body at this time, he squinted his eyes and looked at He Gu condescendingly.

Why did he reach for his mobile phone, but Song Juhan did not give him a chance, and opened his mouth with a thick mockery: "Feng Zong, are you looking for something?" There was

silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and Feng Zheng's voice sank two scales: "Oh, Song Daxing, you are together." Song Juhan

smiled: "Of course, I don't accompany him on his birthday, so why don't I let others accompany him?" "The

harem of Song Daxing is too big, and I am worried that you will not be able to accompany you."

If you can't accompany me, which door does Feng Zong? Song Juhan's hand holding the mobile phone became tighter and tighter, as if it was Feng Zheng's neck that was pinched in his hand.

Why use the shape of the mouth to say: Ju Han, give me the phone! He desperately wanted to grab the mobile phone, Song Juhan simply slapped his chest and pressed him obediently on the sofa, he was not dressed neatly, just a short time ago, it was still a seductive picture, but now it seems to be somewhat hateful.

Song Juhan's hand was too strong, and he suddenly felt that his internal organs were oppressed, let alone sitting up, and even his breathing was a little difficult.

Feng Zheng changed his tone and said as calmly as possible: "Give the mobile phone to Why, I will talk to him."

Song Juhan's face flashed a trace of viciousness: "I'm sorry, why is my mouth a little busy, I can't speak now." He Narrowed

his eyes, almost in unison with Feng Zheng, he shouted angrily, "Song Juhan! Song Juhan

directly cut off the phone and fell out viciously.

Why's chest rose and fell hard, and his face turned red. When he and Song Juhan were together, he endured and never complained, after all, he rushed to like people, but even if he was calm, as a man, he was most afraid of losing face from outsiders,

Song Ju coldly stared at him: "You met, but you didn't tell me." Why

take a deep breath: "I see so many people every day, do I have to tell you every one?" "Is

Feng Zheng the same as everyone else?" Song Ju snorted coldly, "I haven't seen you in so many years, he still remembers your birthday, but he is polite enough." When did you see each other, how many times did you see each other, what did you do? He

gritted his teeth: "We didn't go to bed." <

Song Ju was stunned.

He stared into Song Juhan's eyes and said clearly, word by word: "We didn't go to bed, and I didn't mess with anyone--I still have a physical examination every year, so you don't have to worry about it."