Zhao Jiaxue then realized what Liu Yaya was talking about, so she raised the volume at the door and said, "I really lost something. Don't judge a villain with a gentleman's heart!"

Sister, aren’t you slapping yourself in the face?

He actually admitted that he was a villain.

So Jing Tian said kindly: "Uh... you said the truth."

Zhao Jiaxue looked serious and said, "What's wrong with it? Nowadays, gentlemen always feel that everyone else is a villain and bad person, and the most basic trust between people is gone. Don't change the topic, what did you say to her? Be honest and lenient, and resist strictness!"

It seems that it is really reasonable... what is this and what!

Sure enough, you must not argue with the woman Zhao Jiaxue. This woman's thoughts jump, and it is easy to mislead people to an alien planet.

"Uh... nothing, it's about my kindergarten photo. Didn't you agree to Feng Ji to show her? You know, I haven't been home for many years and have never contacted my family. In fact, my father and I have had a little unhappy relationship. I want Liu Yaya to find someone to take photos from my house through military relations." Jing Tian felt that these could still be said, but when he spit out the word "father", Jing Tian felt as if he had eaten ten kilograms of flies in his heart, and he was inexplicably disgusted.

"I'm having an unhappy relationship with your father? Could it be that your father had an affair and was hit by you?" Zhao Jiaxue's jumping thinking was once again powerful.

Jing Tianzhen had the urge to kick it up, and he was even more amazed in his heart: This dirty woman is indeed very skilled, and she can even think of that aspect by just one sentence. By the way, if she said she didn't want to be controlled by her father, would this woman ask if she was pulled out by her father to sell herself for honor?

So Jing Tian chose to ignore it and talked to this woman, just like washing her underwear in ink. As a result, she could only wash the darker and dirty the more she washed it!

Jing Tian lay on the bed, letting the old dirty woman talk in his ear, but he remained silent.

While the old dirty lady was talking nonsense, Jing Tian put all his thoughts on the female rich man Feng Ji. After thinking about it, he was more inclined to say that Feng Ji's true identity is actually a relative of a senior political leader, but there are only a few leaders who can be higher than the military. Which second-generation official of Feng Ji is?

As these thoughts continued to impact his brain and Zhao Jiaxue's departure, Jing Tian felt his eyelids getting heavier and he slowly fell asleep... However, just as he was just about to fall into his dream, the sky did not meet his wish, Jing Tian's mobile phone vibrated.

Jing Tian was a little annoyed why he didn't turn off the phone. Could it be that Yang Miaomiao had thought of something unreliable again? So Jing Tian touched the phone at the head of the bed and glanced at the display screen. After subconsciously clicking the answer button. Jing Tian realized that the phone caller ID just now was 10090. In the middle of the night, the mobile phone operator actually called him, and he still asked people to sleep well?

Even if you owe your phone bills, you won’t call to harass and urge you to pay in the middle of the night, right?

No, it’s unbearable. I must scold you for being so bloody!

Jing Tian thought this in his heart and heard a familiar voice saying, "Open the door for me."

"I don't owe phone bills, what phone call you? Open the door? What door should you open? Think I'm your husband? Did you make the wrong phone call? It's shameless to use it for private purposes. Next time, remember not to act as a math genius memory master. Dial it directly every time you call. The address book is not a decoration. Some things do not need to remember them. You have to take up your brain storage. Just like those crazy people in our middle school years, you have to study how the formula comes from!" Jing Tian was confused at this time and was a little impressed by his eloquence and analytical ability.

"Puff... I'm Feng Ji, I'm outside the door." The female rich man couldn't hold it in for a while and burst into laughter, but he was a little angry because Jing Tian didn't hear her voice.

What kind of wind chicken? An old hen?

I'm still a wind duck!

Wait...what! Feng Ji?

Jing Tian felt like a basin of ice water was poured by someone, and he woke up instantly. He asked in surprise: "Which door are you outside?"

"I'm outside the security door." Feng Ji's voice was filled with excitement and casualness, as if she was investigating someone's home address, and inexplicably appeared at the other party's door.

"Uh...well, I'll open the door for you now."

Jing Tian didn't want to ask anything more. Feng Ji's appearance outside the door had already explained everything. The power to secretly investigate herself and the people around her naturally came from Feng Ji.

Jing Tian gently opened the security door, fearing that he would wake up others. After all, Feng Ji came to the door and had an unrestrained relationship with him, so that Zhao Jiaxue knew that he would definitely be sentenced to him for selling himself for a stake.

As soon as the security door was opened, Jing Tian saw a colorful thing on his head and then hung it on his shoulders. Jing Tian was embarrassed and a little at a loss because he gave it out for the first time in his life.

That’s right! It’s the first time in my life, and the first time I’ve been sucked in a garland!

"What does this mean?"

Jing Tian even had a little doubt that Feng Ji was a rare ethnic minority, and had the first time I had experienced the etiquette of being trapped by someone else in person.

"I'm giving it to me. Don't heroes always come back and are put in wreaths? Everything is the power of internet celebrities!" Feng Ji said solemnly, her voice revealing the unpredictable throbbing in her heart. Sure enough, she was better than seeing her at first sight. She finally saw the hero she had been thinking about day and night!

And she said it so casually, as if it was a normal thing to put on a wreath...

"Uh... this is called a garland, not a wreath, a wreath is given to the dead."

Jing Tian felt a cold sweat in his heart. He even began to doubt whether Feng Ji had any bad intentions. He even prepared the wreath for himself. Should he be buried alive next?

"Oh, it turns out that this is called a garland. You're wrong for a moment. Don't blame the hero. Can you please come out and sit down?"

Although Feng Ji's voice was sincere, Jing Tian's face was a little distorted when he heard it.

He even complained in his heart: This is not a place to invite you, you are clearly hijacking!

Do I dare to say no? Those heroes behind you will definitely strip me alive!
Chapter completed!