Qiao An pushed away the gossipy Song Yunchi with a palm and gave him a roll of the eyes, "Director Song, can you not be so dirty?" ”

Anyway, if you are a person who eats country~family~ food, can your mind be healthy and uplifted?

"People, chromophobia." Song Yunchi was not ashamed at all.

Qiao An snorted, "You're not afraid that Mu Jingxi will beat you?" ”

"Take him and beat him, in exchange for his privacy, it's worth it!"

"You're really shaking~M."

Qiao An struggled twice, and the metal handcuffs made a few crisp sounds, "Director Song, can you help me untie it?" ”

"No, Jingxi will beat people." Song Yunchi immediately retreated some distance.

Joan: "......"

Closing her eyes, she said weakly, "I'm going to rest, you get out." ”

"That's right." Song Yunchi took out a small brocade box, "I almost forgot to get down to business." ”

Opening his eyes, Qiao An gave him a cold look, "What's the matter?" ”

"This is a gift that Miss Li asked me to pass on to you, take it."

"Li Qinghuan, Miss Li?"

"Hmm." Song Yunchi looked at her with an idiot expression, "Otherwise, in the whole of Kyoto, which Miss Li do you know?" ”

Li Qinghuan?

Joan smiled playfully, interestingly.

With her woman's intuition, Li Qinghuan is not a good stubble, at least, the magnetic field between them is not in harmony.

She would give her gifts, and it was a rain from above.

It's unbelievable.

"Why would Miss Li give me a gift?"

"How do I know?" Song Yunchi stuffed the brocade box into her arms, "It was Hanchen who asked me to help, I'm just an errand runner, I don't know anything." ”

Ye Hanchen...... Li Qinghuan.

Qiao An understood, presumably Ye Hanchen was worried that she would be bullied by him after she was taken away by Mu Jingxi.

The phone call couldn't be made, so he asked Song Yunchi to come over to find out.

Nominally, Li Qinghuan wanted to give her a gift, but in fact, it was ...... It's to find out the situation.

According to Song Yunchi's gossip temperament, if he knew something in the official residence, he would definitely be eager to share it with him.

"I accepted the gift, thank you Miss Li for me."

Song Yunchi had an expression of "I'm afraid of you", "You girls are hypocritical, and a gift can still be entrusted with so many relationships, can't you just give it directly?" If you want to thank you, can't you just thank it directly? Do you want me to tell you that I'm idle as the head of the CIA Operations Division? ”

"I think you're really idle."

The man's cool voice came from the bedroom door.

Song Yunchi was agitated and stood up suddenly, "Jingxi, why are you back?" ”

"This is my bedroom, and I need to say hello when I get back?" Mu Jingxi stared at him with cold eyes without a trace of warmth, and walked straight away.

Song Yunchi waved his hand awkwardly, "No, of course I didn't mean that." ”

He hurriedly moved out of the way, "I'm just here to see Qiao Xiao'an, I'm relieved that she's okay." You talk, don't bother you, I'll go first! ”

After saying that, the soles of his feet slipped away.

Qiao An angrily said to his back: "Song Yunchi, you coward!" ”

"The director is not cowardly at all!"

The man slipped away, leaving only a sonorous retort that echoed in the hallway.

Mu Jingxi stood on the side of the bed, with a pair of deep dark cold eyes, looking down at her condescendingly, with a little mockery, "It seems that the bedroom is too good for you." ”

"What do you mean?"

Ten minutes later, Joan knew what the big watermelon meant.

Her prison was transformed from a bedroom into a lake-centric pavilion in the garden.