Qiu Jinghao learned that Stefan was coming, and she was still taking Ming Jin with her, and she couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Huan City is no better than San Francisco, there is no Mu Ziqian's sphere of influence there, he has no way of knowing Ming Jin for six years, but it is different when he arrives in Hua City, her every move will be under his surveillance, and she wants to quietly avoid Mu Ziqian's eyes to see Ming Jin, and the feasibility is almost zero.

Qiu Jinghao wanted to refuse, but when she thought of her son's glutinous 'Mommy, I miss you' on the phone a few days ago, her heart softened again.

Once a mother's love is awakened, it is difficult to suppress it.

After much thought, she left a message for Stefan:

When I arrived in Huanshi, I contacted Mingjin, and Mingjin didn't want to be photographed by the media.

After cleaning up the mailbox, Mu Ziqian's car was also parked in Nanfeng Garden.

Qiu Jinghao put the phone on the table, turned around and sat back on the sofa and hugged the notebook, and continued to watch Zuo Songyuan's inquiry video.

Mu Ziqian walked into the villa, and the housekeeper took the briefcase in his hand and began to report: "The young grandmother has been in the bedroom since she came back and has never come out. ”

"Got it. Mu Ziqian went straight upstairs.

When she pushed open the door, Qiu Jinghao was wearing a headset, a notebook on her lap, a black notebook in her hand, and a ballpoint pen recording something in the notebook from time to time.

Mu Ziqian walked around behind her, the woman's long hair naturally hung down from the sides of her neck, revealing a smooth and slender neck, his hand touched it, and the person on the sofa suddenly turned around, "I'm scared to death." ”

She touched her heart with her hand, and said with some annoyance, "Don't you knock when you come in?"

Mu Ziqian's eyes were deep, and he raised his hand to take off the earbuds in her ear, "I need to knock on the door when I enter my room?"

It was obviously a rhetorical question, but after getting his answer, it seemed ridiculous and unreasonable.

yes, who will knock at the door of his room?

"......" Qiu Jing looked at the headphones in his hand, she couldn't blame people for not knocking on the door, it was she who didn't hear the footsteps with the headphones, closed the notebook, and she said, "I'm sorry, I was just scared." ”

She apologized, Mu Ziqian was quite surprised, rubbed the top of her head, and his voice softened a little, "I'll pay attention to it in the future." ”

Qiu Jing was slightly stunned, his demeanor and voice just now were too gentle, not like him usually.

Unconsciously, the faces of the two were very close, Qiu Jing was so embarrassed to open her eyes, but Mu Ziqian raised the corners of her mouth when she turned around, and said while unbuttoning her shirt: "Is the work going well today?"

Talking about work, Qiu Jing sighed imperceptibly, bent down to clean up the information on the coffee table, and said, "It's okay." ”

Her sigh didn't escape his ears, "If you're tired, don't work, I'll support you." ”

"I love my job. "So you don't have to raise it.

"......" Mu Ziqian glanced at her, then withdrew and continued to undress.

Qiu Jing turned around and saw his bare back after taking off his shirt, the sturdy and mechanical beauty made her lose her mind for a second, her face flushed, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

In fact, the answer she just answered, as he expected, the movement in Mu Ziqian's hand continued, unfastened the belt, Qiu Jing heard the sound of metal buttons, and then the sound of the zipper rubbing slightly, the sound wonderfully aroused a certain shameless desire in her body, and she was busy with her face.

Her face was on fire, but her heart was despising her body's thirst for him.

No one is pure and good without the world, lonely men and widows are in the same room, and some feelings that cannot be talked about on the table are all affected by these ordinary details of life.

He didn't love her at all, he was forcibly taken away even the first night, he was a rapist, why should he have feelings for him.

Qiu Jing is very contradictory.

Suddenly, as soon as the waist tightened, the person was beaten and picked up, Qiu Jing let out a good 'ah', and instinctively wrapped her hand around the man's neck.

"What are you doing?"

"Take a bath with me. ”

"I've washed it. ”

"Then wash it again. ”

"I don't want to wash it. ”

"I can't help you. ”

"Mu Ziqian—"

'Bang ......' bathroom door closed.

Night is easy to awaken the fragility of people's hearts, and it can also reveal the true desires of the heart.

Under the cover of darkness, the people on the bed were entangled and undulating, and he called her in his ear with a scorching breath,

"It's quiet...... Quiet ......" over and over again......

At this moment, the woman who has been dominated by spiritual desire has no time to care about the disillusionment of reason, and sings in a low voice with the rhythm of the man, accompanied by a beautiful voice, her cheeks are flushed, and her moist pupils are stained by lust, and she is as charming as a blooming mandala flower.

The world says that the shortcut to a woman's heart is the vagina. At this moment, Mu Ziqian really experienced an unusual autumn quiet.

For the next two days, she was more obedient than before, and she did not have that prickly sense of immediacy, and she no longer secretly got up at night to search the room, and everything seemed to be calm.

He was relieved that she was finally willing to calm down and live with him.

……

The night before Stefan came to the city, Qiu Jinghao received an email from him, the ticket was set for tomorrow, and he was expected to arrive in the city at seven o'clock in the evening.

Qiu Jing leaned back on the chair in Andy's room, spinning the pen in her hand, but her mind was thinking about how to get rid of the madman.

The fingerprints made by the other party in the paper basket have been put away by her, and now she just needs to wait for the right time to enter the dark room.

"Autumn, look here. ”

Qiu Jing came back to her senses, her eyes fell on a photo of Zuo Songyuan's life, in the background of Zuo Songyuan's residential area, he walked side by side with an elderly woman, as if he was talking about something, Xiu Mei couldn't help but gradually frown, "How did they meet?"

Andy said meaningfully: "It depends on Officer Zhao's ability." ”

……

Leaving the Hill Hotel, passing by an eye-catching collection shop, Autumn is quiet enough to stop the madman.

Two days later, Stefan went to the city, he was on fire at the Milan fashion show, and invited her to the celebration banquet, but the case in the city was not closed, she missed it, Stefan also had a little temper tantrum for this, saying that she had no conscience, and her friend did not participate in the best honor show in his life, Qiu Jing apologized again and again, but did not get the other party's forgiveness, thinking of buying something to give him as compensation.

While in San Francisco, Stefan saw photos of her when she went to Tibet, was very interested in the Tibetan costumes she was wearing, and expressed his love for items such as clothing colors and accessories.

Qiu Jinghao pushed open the door of the store, the ancient bell dingdong, the owner of the store is a middle-aged woman, just saw Qiu Jinghao get off the luxury car, and when she saw the high-roller coming to the door, she greeted her with a smile, "Welcome, what do you like to try, recently a new batch of Tibetan jewelry, very beautiful, girl, take a look?"

Qiu Jing nodded slightly, "I'll just take a look." ”

The store is a strong Tibetan style, the walls are placed with all kinds of Tibetan ornaments, coral, pine, beeswax, etc., bright colors, simple workmanship, people instantly look dazzled.

The boss saw her walking towards the area of clothes, and hurriedly introduced, "Do you want to wear it?"

Qiu Jing shook her head, the other party answered, and looked at the madman at the door, "Buy it for your man?"

Qiu Jing frowned, "That's my brother." Clothes to buy for my friend. ”