What is her expression?

Afraid, or ...... Nervous?

Joan's expression stiffened, but he didn't expect to ask casually, but he didn't deny it. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

Like her?

Why does he like her?

Qiao An's eyes were complicated, and the gaze staring at him gradually became darker.

"Answer me." Mu Jingxi clasped her jaw tightly and pressed slightly.

The strength that was enough to make her suffer pain successfully made her frown, and she protested softly, "Mu Jingxi, I hurt." ”

"It hurts you."

When Qiao An heard this, her eyes widened, "What did you say?" ”

Mu Jingxi let go of the force in his hand and patted her face instead, "Be obedient and reflect in the bedroom." ”

With that, he let go of her and turned away.

Qiao An rubbed her jaw and complained, "Beast! I've never seen you so rude to Li Qinghuan! ”

It's a pity that the man who has already gone away didn't hear it at all.

Downstairs, Li Qinghuan sat on the sofa in the hall, still holding the unfinished foreign book in his hand.

"Looking for me?" The man's voice was crisp and clean.

It's like a vintage wine, mellow and intoxicating.

Li Qinghuan closed the book, raised his head, and a perfect smile appeared on his lips, "There are some things to discuss with you." ”

"Let's go out and talk."

The hall was full of maids, and Mu Jingxi's eyes swept over the maids one by one.

Joan is good at buying people's hearts, and these little maids all worship her.

It's hard to guarantee that he won't tell Qiao An the content of his conversation with Li Qinghuan.

Li Qinghuan had this intention, got up and left with Mu Jingxi.

In the bedroom, Joan was lying on the bed~, her legs shaking weakly in the air, "What does big watermelon mean?" Really like me? ”

Thinking about it, it seems that there is only one possibility.

Otherwise, how could he kiss himself again and again?

Joan felt that he must have liked herself.

Like?

Why does he like it.

Qiao An's eyes were slightly cold, she turned over, and lay on the bed~ with her eyes closed and fell asleep.

Downstairs, Mu Jingxi and Li Qinghuan talked for half an hour, and when he returned upstairs, he planned to listen to the results of Qiao An's reflection.

Unexpectedly, she fell asleep.

The slender body was curled up in a ball, and the silk was covered to the chin, revealing only a delicate and bright little face.

Maybe she didn't have a good rest last night, but at this time, you can still see the green daisy under her eyelids.

Haggard, with a bit of melancholy.

Have the blues?

Mu Jingxi was taken aback by her own thoughts, would she be depressed?

Whoever is depressed, she Joan will not be depressed.

Only she makes others melancholy.

Qiao An, who was asleep, breathed lightly, and her face was so soft and white that she couldn't put it down.

Sleeping quietly, well-behaved like a sticky little milk cat, casually the owner hugs and kisses and lifts high...

Mu Jingxi sat on the edge of the bed, watched quietly for a while, and then planned to leave.

As soon as he left the bedroom, he saw the maid standing at the door, raising his hand and about to knock.

"What's the matter?"

The maid withdrew his hand, "Sanshao, it's Mr. Ji who called, saying that he was looking for Miss Qiao." ”

Ji Zhicheng?

must have known Chen Min and Ji's hands, and now he wants to appease Qiao An.

"Tell him to call later, Joan is not available now."

The servant hesitated for a moment, and immediately nodded, "Okay, Sanshao." ”

Damn!

Sanshao actually helped Miss Qiao decide, and the relationship between the two is really growing by leaps and bounds!

The maid ran downstairs quickly, bringing the latest gossip to share with his friends.