Chapter 12: Good dogs don't get in the way, you know?
When I looked up, I almost didn't vomit blood.
The image of the noble son was instantly broken, "Jingxi, are you crazy?!" β
Mu Jingxi's face was expressionless, and he glanced at Qiao An with cold eyes, "Are you okay?" β
Qiao An snorted, and glanced at Song Yunchi with beautiful eyes meaningfully, "In the future, when I see a man with bad intentions approaching me, I will immediately come up to protect me, you know?" β
Bad intentions?
He?!
Song Yunchi couldn't believe his ears, this Miss Qiao, it's really ...... Talking nonsense with your eyes open!
"Miss Qiao, you said you couldn't hear it just now, so I just got a little closer, right?"
"Really?" Joan looked at the sky, "Who heard that?" β
"You ......"
Arrogant!
It's just arrogant!
Song Yunchi looked at His Excellency the President's secretary, "Secretary Shao, you testify!" Did she just say she couldn't hear me and motioned for me to come closer? β
Secretary Shao had a diplomat-like smile on his face, "Director Song, I'm sorry I didn't hear anything." β
The expression on Song Yunchi's face cracked.
Qiao An, who looked at the sky, pursed her lips and smiled, not bad, Secretary Shao's son can be taught.
Song Yunchi raised his hand and patted Mu Jingxi's shoulder, "Jingxi, I sympathize with you." It must be very sad to be entangled by such a female devil, right? β
As soon as the words fell, the female demon raised her knee neatly and attacked him in the lower abdomen.
If it weren't for his quick eyes and quick hands, he would have taken precautions, this kick would have been eaten!
"You ......" Song Yunchi smiled slightly, maintaining his last demeanor, "Count you ruthless." β
Secretary Shao couldn't help but smile, it was also a very pleasant thing to see Director Song deflated.
Who made Director Song usually break the hearts of so many CIA girls.
Miss Qiao avenged all the revenge for them this time.
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"Miss Ji, this is Miss Qiao's bedroom, she doesn't like people entering her bedroom without her permission."
Ji Tianxin came out of Mu Jingxi's bedroom, and just as he was about to enter the next guest room, the maid on the side immediately reminded him.
Her eyes sank, "This is Miss Qiao's bedroom?" β
"Yes."
"Who's meant?" Ji Qianxin's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of anger crossed his heart.
Her fiancΓ©'s bedroom is next to a woman's, so why is she embarrassed?
The servant is neither humble nor arrogant, "It means three less." β
"Jingxi?" Ji Qian bit his lower lip and quickly denied it, "This is impossible!" β
"Miss Ji, this is true, I don't need to lie to you."
Ji Tianxin was silent for a moment, and smiled softly, "It's not appropriate to call me Miss Ji now, right?" β
"I'm sorry, Miss Ji. Mr. and Mrs. did not ask us to change our words, so we cannot make our own decisions. β
Ji Tianxin was greatly insulted, but this was the Mu family, and she couldn't have a seizure.
Bypassing the servant, she went downstairs.
Military Humvee, parked in front of the West Wing.
Mu Jingxi got out of the car, bypassed the parking space, and pulled the car door, "Miss Qiao, please." β
As soon as Joan got out of the car, she heard a soft voice, with a little excitement-
"Jingxi, you're back."
In the next second, Ji Qingxin, who was holding his lower abdomen, threw himself into Mu Jingxi's arms.
Qiao An's eyes froze, this woman is really soft-boned!
Will you die if you don't throw yourself into a man's arms?
This scene was so disgusting that Joan wanted to poke herself in the eye.
"Why don't you rest in there?"
"I heard from the maid that you are back, so I wanted to come out to pick you up."
As soon as the two of you said a word, an impatient voice sounded.
"Hey, good dogs don't get in the way, you know?"