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Mu Jingxi is very wrong.

Did he take the wrong medicine, or was he stimulated by something?

Let the hug be hugged, behaving like a little milk dog, which flattered Joan.

Mu Jingxi stared at her coldly, "I thought you were so tired that you would faint at any time, but it doesn't seem to be." ”

As he spoke, he was going to put her down.

Free labor, who is willing to let it go like this?

Joan immediately hugged his neck with both hands, and raised his delicate chin arrogantly, "I'm going to faint, I'm going to faint immediately......"

After speaking, in less than two seconds, he rolled his eyes and gave him a roll of his eyes, then closed his eyes and leaned into his arms.

Mu Jingxi hooked his lips and chuckled, "Do you dare to roll your eyes a little more?" ”

Jo Ann closed her eyes, no matter, she fainted.

Can't hear, can't hear anything.

Back at the apartment, Xia Lin, who was ordered by her to stay in the apartment to rest and recuperate, had already warmed up the supper.

Seeing Mu Jingxi really surprised him.

After a brief moment of surprise, he bowed his head respectfully: "Major Mu." ”

"Well, how's your body?" Mu Jingxi hugged Qiao An and walked straight to the restaurant.

Xia Lin followed behind the two, "The doctor has already taken medicine, and it is all skin trauma, so it's no big deal." ”

"That's good."

Putting Qiao An on the chair and sitting down, Mu Jingxi raised her hand and patted her smooth face, "Don't pretend, eat." ”..

Needless to say, Joan would wake up when she smelled the food.

She opened her eyes to see a bowl of hot soup in front of her, still steaming.

I tasted it, it was delicious and very delicious.

"This is what Uncle Wang specially stayed up for you, saying that you always stay up late, which is not good for your health, and you need to make up for your body more." Xia Lin explained on the side.

Qiao An whimpered, moved to tears, "Look, look at how considerate Uncle Wang is." You two study hard, you know? ”

Mu Jingxi: "......"

Xia Lin: "......"

Miss Qiao, even if we want to learn, we can't learn Uncle Wang's cooking skills.

After supper, Jo Ann slipped back to the bedroom to take a shower.

Regarding the ownership of the second bedroom, Mu Jingxi and Xia Lin have reached a consensus.

Xia Lin slept on the sofa, and the second bedroom was Mu Jingxi's.

After Qiao An took a bath, she came out thirsty to find water to drink, and when she saw Xia Lin lying on the sofa with her clothes together, she immediately glared, "Xia Lin, why don't you go back to the bedroom to sleep?" ”

Xia Lin sat up awkwardly, "Miss Qiao, Major Mu also needs to rest." ”

"What?!" Joan looked angry, "He shamelessly robbed your bedroom?" ”

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, turned around and went to Mu Jingxi to settle the account angrily.

Boom!

Kicked open the door of the second bedroom with great vigour.

Mu Jingxi wiped his hair with a towel, and Yingting's eyebrows frowned slightly, "What are you doing?" ”

"Mu Jingxi, are you a little conscious? This is Xia Lin's bedroom, are you embarrassed to rob it? ”

Word for word, with contemptuous accusations.

The towel in his hand was thrown casually, Mu Jingxi hooked his lips and sneered, "Before Xia Lin, this bedroom was mine." ”

"I have the final say, now I say that it is Xia Lin's, it is Xia Lin's." Joan crossed her hands on her hips, looking delicate and unreasonable.

Nodding slowly, Mu Jingxi stepped out, "Okay, Xia Lin's." ”

Hey.

He compromised so easily, there was a deception!

The moment she passed by, Mu Jingxi's dry and warm palm grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled it hard, "Then the two of us are in one room." ”