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Mu Jingxi stepped into the room, lying lazily on the sofa, Qiao An, who had no image at all, fell into his eyes.

Stepping forward, he leaned over and pulled Qiao An up, "Miss Qiao is very bold and dares to run out without permission." ”

"I'm fine." Joan struggled for a moment, couldn't break free, and simply let him go.

Rubbing the corners of her forehead sleepily, she covered her red lips with one hand, and yawned delicately, "I'm so tired, I'm going upstairs to sleep." ”

"You haven't eaten dinner yet."

"I won't eat it."

Don't eat it?

What does it mean for her to have low blood sugar and skip dinner, does she know it?

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not stupid, I ate chocolate."

Mu Jingxi bowed his head, not stupid.

The rough fingertips rubbed the delicate skin of her wrist, "Yan Zhenzhen is in the main building, do you want to go over and dine together?" ”

"She's out?" Qiao An's eyes narrowed slightly, she really didn't expect Yan Zhenzhen to come out so quickly.

Really...... There is a background.

"She wants to apologize to you, she has learned her lesson from the last time. Are you going to go over? ”

Joan glanced at him, "Who's there?" ”

"My father and mother, sister-in-law and Shaoxi."

"Forget it, I'll go upstairs and sleep."

In front of his father and mother, she is always not good at being honest, right?

As soon as he took two steps, his wrist tightened, and the whole person was dragged back and crashed into his arms.

almost hit the tip of his nose, Qiao An glared at him angrily, "Mu Jingxi, you bastard!" ”

She seemed to enjoy calling him a jerk.

Mu Jingxi's thin lips hooked up a smile, "I really didn't get hurt today?" ”

"I'm fine, don't believe me!" Stemming the small neck, it is justifiable.

Mu Jingxi looked her up and down for a while, and then reassured, "Go and rest." ”

Back in the bedroom, Joan lay down and went to sleep.

Don't care how Mu Jingxi replied to his parents.

Her head hurt, and after lying down, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

I slept well and was in good spirits.

Qiao An went downstairs to prepare for supper, and she was surprised to see Yan Zhenzhen.

Yan Zhenzhen, who was sitting on the sofa, had her hair cut short, her makeup was very light, and she really looked like she had been reined in by a lesson.

"Miss Joe." Yan Zhenzhen stood up from the sofa, clasped his hands together, and wrenched nervously.

"Miss Yan, could it be that you have settled in the West Wing?"

"No, I came to you on purpose." Yan Zhenzhen explained, "During dinner, you didn't go to the main building, and Brother Jingxi said that you were resting. So I came here to wait for you, and I want to apologize to you in person. ”

Apologize in person?

Genuine or false?

Qiao An couldn't tell the difference, at least judging from Yan Zhenzhen's expression, she was not unwilling.

looked at her with a look of fear, even with a little fear.

Fear?

It's ridiculous, she was the one who threatened to help Ji pour a lesson to her...

It's ironic that he is afraid of her now.

"You say, I'll listen."

Yan Zhenzhen clenched his hands, smiled slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It just so happens that Brother Jingxi is also here, so let him be a witness." ”

As soon as Qiao An turned her head, she saw Mu Jingxi coming down from upstairs.

"Why did you get down?"

Mu Jingxi frowned, disgusted with him?

His voice was slightly cool, "Come down and have supper." ”

Qiao An was happy and raised an eyebrow at him, "Did you come down to have supper with me?" ”

Mu Jingxi glanced at her lightly, his eyebrows denied.

Joan chuckled, hum, stuffy~ sassy!