Loving a virtuous wife: The president of the milk dog stands aside

Bright lights, luxury cars coming and going, the night is thick, and most places in the city have returned to silence.But here is the only place where the flow is still endless and lively.

Song Qingyin, who was wearing a white cotton and linen skirt, stood in front of the golden cave in this luxurious city, looking extremely abrupt.

Slender and tall, with a moon-like complexion without powder or red, under the night and flickering light and shadow, it is crystal clear.Her hair was simply tied in a bun on the top of her head, fixed with a white jade hairpin, and her whole person exuded a cool and cool smell, like an exiled fairy.

Her appearance attracted many people's sideways glances, some of them were lewd. A middle-aged man with a big belly was already thinking about approaching her.

Song Qingyin was oblivious to the gazes around her, and went straight to the door, "Hello, I want to go to the top floor, how can I get there?"

The two doormen looked at each other, as if they had encountered this situation for the first time, but then they came back to their senses: "Miss, I'm sorry. The top floor is an exclusive area for top-level VIPs. Without the permission of distinguished guests, you cannot enter."

what should I do?Song Qingyin murmured in her heart, she must go in today.Besides, she had calculated before going out that today is the time to go out, to find someone, to--, forget it, the last one is unnecessary.

In short, the task must be completed today. After so many years of hard work, it depends on this day.

"Miss, want to go in? I can take you!" The perverted middle-aged man finally found his chance.

"You're not a top VIP, why take me with you." Song Qingyin laughed.

Judging from his appearance, although this person has short-term fortune, it has nothing to do with Jingui's appearance.

"Miss has really good eyesight. Anyone can enter the top floor? Besides, the fun is all down there. Come on, let me teach you..."

The middle-aged man speaks passionately, his cloudy eyes reveal a little lewdness, and his body leans closer from time to time.

Song Qingyin frowned, and was about to reprimand when a young male voice with arrogance came.

"This Xingyuehui, now any cat or dog can enter?"

The middle-aged man wanted to get angry, but when he took a closer look, he bent his waist and instantly changed into a flattering expression: "Ji Shao, long time no see, it's a coincidence to meet here today!"

Ji Zixuan passed the middle-aged man, as if he didn't see him, and looked at Song Qingyin: "The beauty wants to go to the top floor?"

The man's face is delicate and unrestrained, his pair of peach blossom eyes are very charming, and there is a kind of ecstatic beauty in the movement of his eyes.At first glance, it is the fate of being born among women and having constant peach blossoms.Although it can be regarded as the aspect of nobility, the nobility mostly comes from the blessings of the ancestors, and has nothing to do with one's own ability.

"Are you the owner of the top floor?" Song Qingyin asked back.

"What? It doesn't look like it?" There are not a few women who come here to try to meet the rich young master, and no one has ever looked at him suspiciously.

"Well, it's not like it. I don't have enough luxury." Song Qingyin replied calmly.

Ji Zixuan didn't hold his breath, and almost jumped up.

How many people in this emperor dare to say that Ji Shao is not noble enough?This woman wanted to strike out, but her tricks were too low, and this young master didn't want to do that.

"In other words, your 'expensive' is limited to this, and it's difficult to advance to another level. It's not the person I'm looking for." Song Qingyin's serious tone made Ji Zixuan dumbfounded.

"But, I did take over the top floor." Ji Zixuan raised his eyebrows, making things difficult on purpose.

"Just you?" Song Qingyin's eyes were full of inquiry, as if she could read people's hearts, which made Ji Zixuan a little uneasy.

Suddenly, Ji Zixuan rolled his eyes, showing a sly expression, "It seems that the beauty has worked hard! That's right, the owner of the top floor tonight is someone else."

Ji Zixuan chuckled, it seems that this woman came after Young Master Shao.

Song Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely, "Can you take me up there?"

"What's the benefit of taking you up there?"

"Calculate once for free to help you ward off recent disasters."

Ji Zixuan sneered, women these days, in order to seduce wealthy young masters, they still pretend to be decent.But hasn't she asked about it?The Shao family is most taboo about fortune-telling.

However, he still wants to know what will happen to Mr. Shao, who can only 'adult' at the age of 22, when he meets this woman.

"No, just serve the person on the top floor well. It's his birthday today..." Song Zixuan spoke briskly, with some ambiguity. After speaking, he gave a signal to the doorman and turned to leave.

"Hold on!"

"What? Still want to serve Master Ben?"

"Before dawn, don't pester the woman in red, otherwise, you will be imprisoned." After Song Qingyin finished speaking, she entered the door under the guidance of the doorman.

"I'll go! It's as good as the real thing, and I'm still in prison!" Ji Zixuan finished muttering, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to the person named 'Shao Gongzi':

[Master Shao, the 22nd birthday gift is coming soon, enjoy the first meat dish in your life...]

[By the way, remember to share the feelings of the first experience...]

Entering the elevator directly to the top floor, Song Qingyin was a little nervous, success or failure depended on this moment.

Come on, Song Qingyin.

The moment the elevator door opened, Song Qingyin froze.The scene in front of her was completely beyond her imagination. The legendary Selling Gold Cave turned out to be such a scene, like a fairyland.

What came into view was a clear lake, and the blue lotus in the lake was blooming.On both sides of the lake, there are half ancient and half modern attics, connected by a white jade-like arch bridge.

An octagonal gazebo stands in the middle of the arch bridge, and a man is wearing a large nightgown, lying on a deck chair between the gazebos with his eyes closed.With a high nose bridge and a resolute and distinct jawline, she exudes a detached and stern temperament.

Even though she was wearing a nightgown casually, Song Qingyin still felt the extravagance of the other party.Song Qingyin was a little excited, although she hadn't seen the front, this must be the person she was looking for.

Hearing the sound, the man frowned slightly, stood up, and stroked the hair on his forehead to the top of his head.Turning her head to look at Song Qingyin, her impatient expression instantly became dazed, and there was an unconcealable surprise in her eyes.

After a while, as if thinking of something, he frowned unconsciously, and his expression became a little tangled.

At this moment, Song Qingyin is also carefully observing the man's face. The sky is full, the brow bones are clear and firm, and the haughty eyes are intimidating, but the clear and bright eyes also show the openness of the heart. The jawline is well-defined, and the bones are not too prominent. Standard precious face.

This is the person she is looking for today.

At this time, the man seemed to have made some decision, his entangled expression was gone, the corners of his eyes were raised slightly, and his words were frivolous, "Although he looks a bit old! But he is not too old, so I can barely accept it."