"I've broken up with him, I can't help you to bully him back." Fu Baixue laughed at himself, bit a lady's cigarette, and was about to light it.

After thinking about it, she still didn't smoke on her bed.

Jiang Ling knew that her skin was fair, and she usually turned red when she bumped into it.

Su Xici was so angry just now that she didn't hold back her energy for a while. In fact, it didn't hurt much, it just looked scary.

Jiang Lingzhi was not angry because of this.

Fu Baixue got out of bed and sat on her bay window all of a sudden, shaking her white and tender feet and lighting a fine cigarette: "Fortunately, you sent me a text message, or I would die."

Fu Baixue exhaled a smoke ring: "So, the backs of the people passing by in the aisle just now are really you, so I'll just say it's a bit like you."

The girl's smoking posture is very skillful, with red nail polish, her fingers are more and more white, a little sexy, a little charming.

"So?" Jiang Lingzhi showed no expression: "So the relationship between you is really over? You have already fooled around with other men?"

"If you don't have a real kiss, you just hang him and chat with others. What's the matter?" Fu Baixue's eyelids jumped, and his reaction was wrong: "What's the matter? Who did you learn all this mess from?"

Jiang Lingzhi pouted, "Self-taught."

Fu Baixue narrowed his eyes, chuckled lightly, and exhaled a smoke ring: "Since it's so good, do you want to take a bite?"

Jiang Lingzhi pouted, "I don't smoke."

She drooped her head and looked listless.

Fu Baixue stared at her for a while, pinched the cigarette in his hand, and walked over to touch her head: "Little Ganoderma lucidum, are you sad for our relationship?"

Jiang Lingzhi rolled his eyes and pulled the corner of his lower lips: "If you don't have that spare time, it's none of my business whether you get married or divorced."

Fu Baixue: "..."

"You are the curse of Chi Guoguo!" Fu Baixue was puzzled and stared into her eyes for a while: "Then why are you sad?"

Jiang Lingzhi looked at her with red eyes.

After all, they are good sisters since childhood.

Although the three of them often bicker, but their relationship is really good.

Because she was young, the two of them had always been pampering her.

There are still some things in heart that want to share with her.

Jiang Lingzhi sighed and couldn't help but confided in his heart, and whispered, "Xiaoxue, I seem to have a crush on someone."

Fu Baixue was stunned: "Really?"

She immediately lifted her quilt and lay beside her, staring straight at Jiang Lingzhi, a little gossip: "Who is it?"

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his head, grabbed the quilt and twisted it a little tangled: "I seem to like my roommate."

Fu Baixue thought she was joking, but she was serious.

She tutted twice: "A lifetime."

"What kind of boy is this, can you fall in love with him?"

Fu Baixue was very curious about the boy who could be liked by the Lingzhi children: "Why do you like him?"

"He is very kind to me," Jiang Lingzhi sniffed, "Extraordinarily...I can't even describe that feeling."

"I just want to see him, stay with him, and be very happy just to see him."

Fu Baixue asked a crucial question: "Then does he like you?"

Jiang Lingzhi paused, her expression a little tangled: "I don't know."

Fu Baixue poked her in the face: "Look at how beautiful you are. People who don't like you are probably blind. Go after you. If you like it, go after you."