Chapter 9: Getting the Wrong Person

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"Good, then I see. Hmph, that stinky boy in Wuyang, dare to lie about the military situation......" Le's mother snorted and hung up the communication.

Lechen sat on the back of the chair, and after a while, he took out the embroidery to watch. The more I look at it, the more I like it, and the more I look at it, the more reluctant I am to give it away, even if it is his grandmother.

I really just want to hide her, not let the second person know, and not let anyone find out about her goodness.

No, no, no.

He knew this sensibly, but in his heart it was like a fierce beast. clamoring to do this, as if if she didn't do it, she would lose her, and she would be snatched away by others......

"Ugh." Fang Meng was opened, and Qijing's face with a light smile froze for a moment. Then there is the worry, "What's wrong with you?" "Why is the expression so distorted? The breath is so chaotic?

He got up to her side and took her into his arms very, very restrained. The fierce beast in his chest finally calmed down: "I'm fine. But what's the matter? ”

Only then did Qijing remember what he was here for: "Someone knocked on the door." ”,o

As she spoke, there was another knock on the door, smashed, to be exact.

Le Chen's eyebrows twisted, he stroked his forehead, and he had already roughly guessed who it was. "Ignore him." Except for Qin Wuyang, who was pulled into the small black house by him, who else could it be? And now, he doesn't want to see this guy at all, no discipline, no lower limit, in the pile of women, invincible.

"Is it okay? With such a smashing method, he will soon attract all the people around him. ”

Le Chen frowned: "You go back to the room first, I'll take a look." ”

Qijing glanced at him, and although he didn't know what he thought, he didn't want him to be embarrassed.

After Qijing returned to the room, Le Chen came to the door. The door is open, only a small gap opens. When he saw the person outside the door, his face went black. Not only Qin Wuyang came, but there was also the woman who didn't understand etiquette that day.

The door that I wanted to open was firmly controlled at an angle that would never allow anyone to pass through: "Qin Wuyang, is your pocket money no longer enough for you to spend on opening a house?" I'm not going to mention this kind of service here. {Chongqing University**School flower selfie, real childlike ** photo, please pay attention to the WeChat public account to see the beauty online (beauty island search meinvdao123 press and hold for 3 seconds to copy)

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