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The rice ball took advantage of Ning Xizhou's stir-frying, and ran back to the living room, the little short hand dragged Jiang Lime's trouser leg, and the small body was only Jiang Lime sitting high.

"Onigiri, what's wrong?"

Onigiri's dark eyes stared at Jiang Qingling tightly, "I'm afraid Mommy is gone." ”

Jiang Qingling shook her head helplessly, this child must lack maternal love, otherwise she would not be so clingy to her.

Jiang Qing was about to speak, but Ning Xizhou shouted: "It's time to eat." ”

Entering the living room with the rice balls, Jiang Qingling looked at the table of good dishes, "I didn't expect Ning Shao to be quite virtuous." ”

"My wife is well trained." Ning Xizhou is quietly authentic.

I don't know if it's Jiang Qinglime's illusion, she felt that when Ning Xizhou said this, he glanced at her.

After eating a little bit of the rice ball, she left the table, and when Jiang Qinglime finished eating, she said in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Ning, for your hospitality." ”

After thanking him, Jiang Qingling was about to leave, the chopsticks in Ning Xizhou's hand snapped on the table, Jiang Qingling glanced at Ning Xizhou, "What else do you have to do?" ”

"After eating, brushing the bowl, then leaving." Ning Xizhou said in a low voice.

Jiang Qinglime: "......" is what she wants to eat? It's not that Ning Xizhou is dead begging Bai Lai to keep her to eat, these years, who hasn't eaten yet, and can come to Mingning's house to eat?

Jiang Qingling smiled politely, "Mr. Ning, goodbye." ”

Jiang Qinglime turned around, lifted her feet, and before she could take a step, she was grabbed by the man's wrist, and the man used a slight force to pull her into his arms.

Jiang Qingling looked at him coldly and unhurriedly, "Mr. Ning, what do you mean by this?" ”

The hot breath brushed the back of her neck, the warm lips brushed her earlobe, Jiang Qinglime's body froze, and her ears quickly turned red.

Her legs were a little unsteady, and she said tremblingly: "Mr. Ning, you, you steady." ”

Ning Xizhou landed on her waist with one hand, and forcefully turned her body in one direction, facing the face, the man's eyes were dark, and if she looked at it more, she would fall into the deep whirlpool of the man.

Jiang Qingling was flustered for no reason, and subconsciously resisted, she pushed Ning Xizhou with both hands, "Hey, it's too much!" ”

Ning Xizhou held her hand, clasped her hand around his waist, leaned slightly, and pressed her against the table.

Jiang Qinglime wanted to withdraw his hand, but was clasped tightly by the man, Jiang Qinglime's eyelids kept blinking, "Mr. Ning, I think your liver fire is very strong, and you need to lower the fire." ”

The man was close to her, his body was a little hot, and through his clothes, the fingers that fell on her waist seemed to be on fire.

Ning Xizhou leaned over and stared at her with his eyes intense, "What are you afraid of?" ”

With the man's movements, the hot breath swept across her face, and Jiang Qingling was not afraid, but inexplicably flustered.

"A married man holds you in his arms, and you are not familiar with him, and even a woman will panic." Jiang Qingling paused and said, "If Mr. Ning has a strong liver fire, you can find those women to help you lower the fire, and I will not accompany you." ”

After that, Jiang Qinglime stepped on the man's slippers and abused him fiercely.

Ning Xizhou was wearing slippers, and she didn't change her shoes, she was wearing small leather shoes with heels, and she stepped on them with one foot, which was enough for him.

The man frowned slightly, raised his hand and pulled up the broken hair that fell from her ear, "I want you to help me lower the fire?" ”

Jiang Qingling doesn't like this kind of distance very much, and she doesn't like the charm between the two, and she always panics inexplicably.

Jiang Qinglime's back was pressed against the table, and her waist hurt a little.