Ouyang Zuo Fengjin sat on the sofa on the right, Zuo Xiaoli Dongfang Bo sat on the sofa on the left, and Bo Qichen sat on the main seat, the top and the middle, like a noble king.
Yan Yanqi bowed slightly, waiting for a certain uncle on the other side to speak.
"What is your relationship with Oriental poetry now?"
Sure enough, soon, Bo Qichen asked.
Yan Yanqi pursed his lips, glanced at Ouyang Zuo slightly, and then glanced at Dongfang Bo before speaking: "We are friends now." ” "Friend" Bo Qichen narrowed his eyes.
In the living room, the man in black and the servant all went down, only a few heirs were there, and Yan Yanqi, who was standing opposite.
The other people watched silently, and no one dared to speak.
After all, at this time, when the Seventh Master speaks, who has the right and who dares to interject.
Yan Yanqi nodded stubbornly: "Hmm" It's friends.
"Is it a friend who is going to roll shàngchuáng next?"
Yan Yanqi: "The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, and she almost didn't hear that this was what Bo Qichen would say.
She knew Bo Qichen's poisonous tongue, but this was not unavoidable Bo Qichen should not give her face, but at least give face to Dongfang Shiyu, after all, Dongfang Bo is still beside her.
His eyes swept over inadvertently, and Yan Yanqi saw Dongfang Bo's brows frowning slightly, but just like that, Dongfang Bo didn't say anything.
"Did the Seventh Master misunderstand something?"
Bo Qichen's dark eyes narrowed suddenly, and then he raised his hand and threw the tablet on the coffee table unceremoniously to Yan Yanqi's feet.
There was a "bang", a muffled sound, but the slab did not break, because the floor was covered with fine carpets.
Bo Qichen threw it very accurately, but he didn't hit her.
But Yan Yanqi clearly saw it, and his footsteps never moved half a minute Bending down, Yan Yanqi's fingertips had just touched the tablet on the ground, when he heard a familiar chilled voice: "Don't tell me that these photos are fake" “” Yan Yan pointed his fingers, and then silently picked up the tablet, and then wiped the screen with his sleeve without looking at it.
Raising her legs, she walked over, gently placed the tablet on the coffee table, and then retreated, not afraid to meet Bo Qichen's dark and heavy eyes at all, and then said: "I and Dongfang Shiyu are boyfriend and girlfriend, and the ntán is also true." ” She swallowed her saliva and stared at Bo Qichen's eyes motionlessly, Bo Qichen squinted slightly, on the ground that Yan Yanqi couldn't see, his hand on the armrest of the sofa became tighter and tighter, and there were green tendons on the back of his hand.
"Bang" again, a water cup exploded at Yan Yanqi's feet, and it was obvious that Bo Qichen didn't control his strength, and the water cup would break.
Yan Yanqi stood there without moving, his body was still standing straight, and his eyes were full of determination, staring directly at an angry seventh master.
The corners of Yan Yanqi's mouth always maintained a smile, she pursed her lips, and then took the initiative to admit her mistake: "I'm sorry Seventh Master, I haven't forgotten your words." ” "I haven't forgotten" Bo Qichen snorted coldly, as if he had heard some joke, "Do you know that Dongfang Shiyu is Ouyang Zuo's fiancée?"
"Yes."
Yan Yanqi frowned and nodded slightly
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