"Mr. Ji asked me to wait for him." Lu Qianqian wiped his lips, propped his hands on the carpet, and jumped up.

"Shenjue, did you ask Miss Lu to wait for you?" An Ling turned his head to look behind him and asked in surprise.

Well? Lu Qianqian looked behind An Ling, and Ji Shenjue was slowly coming out. With long eyebrows and sideburns, his eyes are like the deep sea, and he looks ahead without any surprise.

It turned out that the two of them were together at noon!

Lu Qianqian stared straight at Ji Shenjue, and suddenly a white light flashed in his mind - when Fang Cai answered the phone, his name was not displayed, just an unfamiliar number, and the other party asked her to come up straight to the point, and she really came up obediently......

Could it be that it wasn't arranged by Ji Shenjue at all?

She's embarrassed, she's been tricked!

"Mr. Ji, Miss An." She wiped her lips and bent down to clean up the lunch box on the floor. There were a few slices of Chinese cabbage and a few chili peppers left in the box, and the rice that was a little hard was almost at the bottom.

"Miss Lu, will you eat this at noon?" An Ling bent down to help her pack up the newspaper and plastic bag, and looked at the box in amazement.

Lu Qianqian wrapped the box with newspaper, lowered his eyes and said, "If Mr. Ji doesn't command, I'll leave first." ”

Ji Shenjue walked over slowly, his fingers slid on the door, and finally pressed it to the fingerprint lock. With a click, the door opened.

"Come in." He turned his head slightly, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Is it her, or An Ling? Lu Qianqian didn't dare to move.

"Miss Lu come in too, I stewed soup for Shenjue and cooked, but he has already eaten it." An Ling took her hand and said softly.

"No, I'm done." Lu Qianqian hurriedly shook his head.

"It's okay, you come in." An Ling pursed her lips, like a hostess, and pulled Lu Qianqian in.

Lu Qianqian was very strange, if the relationship between the two of them was so good, why did Ji Shenjue sign a marriage agreement with her? Isn't this a good candidate who is gentle, beautiful and generous? She looked at Ji Shenjue, who had gone straight to the back of the desk, ignoring the conversation between the two women.

An Ling sat on the sofa according to her, opened the delicate aqua blue lunch box, scooped a bowl of soup for Lu Qianqian, and said with a smile: "Shenjue always thinks that my soup is not stewed well, Miss Lu, you give me a comment." ”

Cordyceps should have been put in the pigeon soup, the soup was golden in color and fragrant, which made Mr. Lu Qianqian's stomach restless. How many days has she not had a good meal? She pinched the snow-colored porcelain spoon, hesitated for a few seconds, and took a sip.

Seeing her eating, An Ling looked at Ji Shenjue with a smile, "Shenjue, Miss Lu is really beautiful." ”

"Yes." Ji Shenjue didn't raise his head, said lightly, and took out a bottle of blue eye drops from the drawer.

"I'll come." An Ling hurriedly went over, took the medicine bottle from his hand, and gently held his face with one hand.

Ji Shenjue tilted his head back cooperatively and closed his eyes gently. An Ling's face fell, and his fingers gently opened his eyelids.

Lu Qianqian sat like pins and needles, what is this called, she sits here and watches people show affection?

"Shenjue, you still can't feel any light?" An Ling squatted down, put his hand on his knee, and whispered, "There was no eyebrow at all about the attack that year?" ”