Song Yunchi, an old fox, likes to be cute!

Getting this realization, Qiao An looked at his gaze and became more and more narrow: "Since you came to see me, then now that you see it, Director Song will go back if there is nothing to do." Follow? Dream?. Lā Mengmeng and I still have something to say, and if we have time later, we'll go out to eat together. ”

"Out to dinner?" Lu Meng's eyes lit up, "Really, sister-in-law?" ”

"Hmm...... You see if Song Yiheng has time, ask him out together, and we will have dinner together. ”

"Okay!"

Lu Meng covered her face with her hands, looking shy and excited.

Song Yunchi: "......"...

What a good!

He's still standing here, and she dares to want to have dinner with other men in her head!

Is...... I'm!

However, he was so angry that he wanted to beat someone, but in front of Qiao An's eyes, he didn't dare to reveal the slightest emotion on his face.

He smiled with thin lips, looking like an elegant and noble son, and looked at the two of them quietly.

Doesn't seem to mind.

However, I have long been mindful of dying.

I can't wait to pull Lu Meng back to my side, and don't let Qiao An harm her anymore and give her ideas.

"Director Song, why don't you leave?" Joan smiled and looked at him defiantly.

Song Yunchi dealt with it indifferently, "Don't worry." ”

Lu Meng wrinkled her nose, "You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, I'm going to have dinner with Yiheng in a while." ”

"How do you get there?" Song Yunchi raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her sprained ankle.

Lu Meng lowered his head along his gaze and suddenly ...... Speechless.

"Don't you need me to hold you?"

Lu Meng snorted, hugged Qiao An's arm, and just wanted to say that she wanted her sister-in-law to help her, but after thinking about it, her sister-in-law was sick, and her words were swallowed back.

"Xia Lin will support you, don't worry."

"Hee-hee...... Sister-in-law is the best! Lu Meng hugged Qiao An, like a little milk cat, rubbing and rubbing, eager to snuggle herself into her arms.

Song Yunchi: "......"

Lu Mengmeng...... You're doing well.

"You talk first, I'll go down and have a cup of tea."

Turn around and go downstairs.

Qiao An and Lu Meng returned to the bedroom, Lu Meng held her hand, tears rolling in her eyes, "Sister-in-law, you ......"

"Don't cry." JoAnn knew what she wanted to say, "I'm fine. ”

Lu Meng cried with a whimper, tears falling down, "Sister-in-law, you will definitely get better, right?" ”

"Of course."

Lu Meng accompanied her in the mansion for a day, but because of her foot injury, Qiao An was reluctant to let her run around, so she asked Xia Lin to send her home.

In the bedroom, for a moment, there was silence.

Qiao An went downstairs, sat on the sofa and waited for more than half an hour, but she didn't see Mu Jingxi come back.

The remote control in her hand has been pressed back and forth by her, and all the tables have been cycled several times.

"When will Mu Jingxi come back?"

When the maid heard her question, she looked embarrassed, "Miss Qiao, we don't know when Sanshao will come back." ”

Don't you know?

Where the hell did he go?

Qiao An picked up her mobile phone and called Mu Jingxi, but the phone turned off.

She was still asleep when he left, and she hadn't seen him since she woke up, and now, seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, he hadn't come back yet.

What are you busy with?

I was so busy that I didn't even have time to call her on the phone.

Unspeakably bored in her heart, Joan didn't know what was wrong with her.

It's probably sick, so it's too hypocritical.