Song Ci suddenly tensed up and her fingers trembled slightly.
She closed her eyes.
He turned around and straddled the man, smiled charmingly, and exhaled, "Lawyer Jiang, are you telling the truth?"
Jiang Xiu's white eyes darkened and he didn't reply.
Hearing the knock on the door, Song Ci kissed her heartily.
Despite her fierce movements, her body was actually shaking.
While grinding her lips and teeth together, Song Ci let out several high-pitched moans. Emotions surged in Jiang Xiu's white eyes, and the intensity of her gnawing increased.
The temperature in the room was rising steadily, and Song Ci shook her butt impatiently.
Jiang Xiubai suddenly let go of her, pressed her into his arms, picked up the suit on the side and covered it. Song Ci kissed his Adam's apple unbearably, and rubbed her little body against her will.
There was a "pop" sound. Jiang Xiubai was afraid of her buttocks, and his voice deepened, "Be honest."
The next moment, Song Ci didn't dare to move anymore, nestled in his arms, breathing slowly and steadily.
Jiang Xiubai's eyes darkened, he coughed, and said, "Come in."
What?
She took such initiative, but this man still wanted to see Fu Siming?
Song Ci pinched him angrily.
Jiang Xiubai hissed, smiling softly and stroking her hair.
Fu Siming walked in slowly, and when he saw a woman in Jiang Xiubai's arms, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Lawyer Jiang in this circle of lawyers has never been a womanizer, and everyone in the circle knows this.
It seems the rumors don't quite match up.
However, why does that woman's figure look familiar?
He didn't think much about it and smiled gently, "Third brother, please forgive me for coming here abruptly. There is an urgent case, so I want to talk to you."
Hearing the familiar voice, Song Ci's body froze instantly.
She felt a little panicked, afraid that Fu Siming would see her.
That would be embarrassing.
Song Ci buried her head deeply in Jiang Xiubai's arms.
Jiang Xiubai gritted his teeth secretly, feeling unhappy, and said expressionlessly: "Mr. Fu, this is a firm, please call me Lawyer Jiang."
Fu Siming's smile suddenly froze.
Jiang Xiubai has never been close to the Jiang family. It seems to be true. A flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
However, it was quickly covered up.
Fu Siming followed the good example and said, "Lawyer Jiang, have you heard anything about the Song family's case?"
Jiang Xiubai nodded lightly, "Yes."
There was sarcasm in his tone, "I'm afraid the entire Beijing circle knows about Mr. Fu's righteous killing of relatives and reporting on his adoptive father."
A fierce look flashed in Fu Siming's eyes, "He is not my foster father, he is not worthy."
However, he quickly realized his problem and immediately put on a fake smile, "Lawyer Jiang, can you take this case?"
Hearing this, Jiang Xiubai chuckled lightly, pinched the little woman on his body, and said in a sexy voice, "Miss Song, do you think I should take this case?"
Song Ci was startled, and his body became even stiffer.
Does this devil have to make himself embarrassed in front of Fu Siming?
However, hatred soon welled up in her heart, and now she just wanted to make Fu Siming feel in danger.
Shame and humiliation, these undue emotions, were all left behind by her.
Song Ci got out of the suit, stuck out her little tongue, licked the corner of Jiang Xiubai's lips, and said in a sweet voice, "Third brother, you promised me."
After saying that, she turned back provocatively and looked at Fu Siming, smiling like a cunning cat, "Brother Ming, you are late. Lawyer Jiang has already taken my case."
Fu Siming looked at the two of them in disbelief and forgot to speak for a moment.
After a while, he took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth, "Song Ci, you are so despicable."
What the hell?
There were two people hanging out together, why was she the only one scolding her?
Song Ci's face turned red with anger. Fu Siming, a villain, looks down on others. He was really blind before.
After saying a few words, Fu Siming left angrily.
Not only was he angry, he was jealous, crazy jealous.
Such a beauty originally belonged to him.
Now he is in someone else's arms.
Fu Siming felt that his belongings were suddenly touched by others, and he could not accept it.
…
In this room, Jiang Xiubai pinched the soft flesh on Song Ci's face, chuckled and said, "Have you had enough fun?"
Song Ci nodded blankly.
Jiang Xiubai's face instantly turned cold, "Get out of here."
Song Ci ground his teeth and had no choice but to stand up.
"Jiang Xiubai, you are ready to kill the donkey."
A tired smile hung on Jiang Xiubai's lips, and she stretched out her hand, "Miss Song, I won't give it away."
Song Ci was furious. It seemed that he couldn't discuss the case properly today. This man was so ignorant that he couldn't figure out what he meant.
She glared at Jiang Xiubai angrily, her steps seemed to vent her anger, and her high heels made a sound on the ground.
…
After going downstairs, Song Ci's bones seemed to have softened.
The little face that had always been charming and charming now only showed loneliness.
She still felt very uncomfortable doing such a thing in front of Fu Siming. She knew clearly that the man was not worthy of her sadness, but she couldn't control her relationship for more than ten years.
With tears shining in his eyes, Song Ci raised his head stubbornly, not letting them fall.
"Song Ci, you are really dirty selling your body."
A cold voice came from the side.
Song Ci turned around and retorted, "Big brother, don't laugh. Second brother, brother Ming, didn't you also sell yourself to the lame lady of the Jiang family?"
