Chapter 113 113 The Eighth Day

readx; Jiang Junhao's eyes paused at the place where the skin of the two people met. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info breathing was low for a while, he resisted the urge to make a sound, clenched his fists, and leaned quietly on the cold rockery.

He wanted to see what kind of unsightly secrets Pei Xiaomiao had in his heart.

"Xiao Miao. You go back to sleep first, and then tell me when you wake up, okay? Owen was a little helpless.

I saw her hiding alone in the corner just now and sipping wine, and I felt that her back was not quite right, and when I got closer, I found that she was drunk. And Yao Anna didn't know where she had gone, and in desperation, he helped her out of the noisy environment.

Pei Xiaomiao shook her head desperately: "I don't ...... I've been holding this secret for too long, and if I don't tell it again, I'm ...... I'm going crazy! ”

Owen sighed, "Then let's find a place to sit down first, shall we?" ”

Pei Xiaomiao said yes in a daze.

Then Owen looked around for a moment, helped her, and sat down on the stone chair in front of the rockery.

Jiang Junhao saw the two people getting closer and closer, and his face became more and more ugly in an instant.

Lonely men and widows, hooking shoulders and backs, what kind of system!

Holding his breath, he saw Pei Xiaomiao lying in Owen's ear, whispering affectionately.

"What?" Owen raised an eyebrow, as if suspecting that he had misheard, "What did you say?" ”

"I say!" Pei Xiaomiao shook her head, with a slightly drunken smile on her lips, her voice was hearty and clear, piercing the night sky where the stars were twinkling, "Jiang Junhao's chest, there is a mole!" ”

"......" Jiang Junhao's face turned from red to green, from green to black, and the breath he held in his chest almost choked himself. What kind of secret is this! However, after the shame subsided, his expression slowly became serious.

The mole on the chest is indeed very secretive...... How did she know?

"Poof......" Owen couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, okay, now that the secret is over, it's time to go back, right?" ”

"Not finished!" Pei Xiaomiao stopped him loudly, and suddenly said mysteriously, "I still have a lot of secrets, such as ...... I'm coming back from five years later, and I'm actually Jiang Junhao's wife, Mrs. Jiang......"

The so-called drunk spit out the truth, but how could Owen believe such a ridiculous word, just patted her on the back and said with relief: "Okay, Mrs. Jiang, if you have any secrets, just tell me at once." ”

"And. I really like it, I like it, I like it, I like it......" Pei Xiaomiao leaned on her shoulder, and her voice became lower and lower.

"Huh? Who do you like? Owen asked, turning his face sideways, with a faint smile.

"I like ......"

"Ahem!" Hearing this, Jiang Junhao finally couldn't bear it anymore, straightened his back, and walked out from behind the rockery calmly.

Owen smiled and met his cool gaze: "I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to have such a hobby as eavesdropping." ”

Jiang Junhao didn't feel funny at all, and looked back at him vigilantly: "Let go of her." ”

"Stingy." Owen hugged Pei Xiaomiao, patted her cheek gently, and said in a gentle tone, "Xiaomiao, go back and have a good rest." ”

Jiang Junhao took Pei Xiaomiao from Owen, glanced down at her, then picked her up horizontally and strode towards the residence.

"Who do you like?"

In the haze, Pei Xiaomiao seemed to hear someone asking her this question.

She closed her eyes tightly, grinned, and raised a smile happily: "Jiang Junhao......"

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