"How do you know you're not dressed properly without looking at me?"

"Ah......hh Bastard! ”

Hurriedly changing her clothes, Joan had just opened the door when she suddenly felt dizzy.

"Be careful!"

The man's magnetic voice is secretly anxious.

In the next second, the body had fallen steadily into the man's arms.

Mu Jingxi hugged her, Yingting's eyebrows were frowned, and his eyes were deep and understanding: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I ......"

Joan was about to say that she had low blood sugar when the door to the next guest room opened.

Ji Tianxin's face was unusually pale, she looked at this scene, and a cold dark light crossed her eyes, Qiao An, you can't wait?

"Jingxi." Ji leaned into his lip, his slender body was shaky.

"Pour in, what's wrong with you?"

"You ......"

Her voice trembled, and she looked into his and Joan's eyes with a touch of shock and pain.

Stroking his lower abdomen with one hand, Ji Qianxin's face turned a little paler, the water at the bottom of his eyes floated, and his crumbling body seemed to fall down at any time.

"Pour your heart, don't think too much."

Mu Jingxi explained calmly.

Qiao An raised her eyes and glanced at Ji Qianxin, her red lips curled slightly, and she struggled.

The man lowered his eyes, his dark eyes, looking at her quietly and clearly.

"Let me go...... Come down. Joan was angry, "Your fiancée seems to be very uncomfortable." ”

Mu Jingxi: "......"

Does she know what she looks like now?

Qiao An's sudden empathy made Mu Jingxi feel uncomfortable for a moment.

Ji Tianxin was still crying, and Mu Jingxi had no choice but to ask Qiao An in his arms, "Can you stand firm on your own?" ”

"Hmm." She nodded slightly.

"Okay." Mu Jingxi put her down, and Qiao An held on to the wall with one hand and stood firmly.

Retreat is the advance, right?

She'll do too.

Joan pitifully leaned against the wall and slowly went downstairs.

Feeling a deep gaze that always fell on her back, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

But I was secretly scolding in my heart, Mu Jingxi, you are a big watermelon, you really like little white flowers!

Downstairs, Song Yunchi sat on the sofa leisurely, drinking the tea made by the maid.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes and narrowed his eyes with interest: "Miss Qiao, what's wrong?" ”

"Hypoglycemia."

Joan stretched out her hand and said to the little blushing maid, "Little cutie, come and help me." ”

"Okay, Miss Joe."

The maid ran up quickly and helped her down the stairs.

Qiao An sat on the sofa, and the maid said uneasily: "Miss Qiao, can I bring you a glass of milk first?" ”

"The little cutie is really caring, okay~"

Song Yunchi rubbed his graceful chin with one hand, and an intriguing light crossed the bottom of his eyes, "I said Miss Qiao, you have two diametrically opposed attitudes towards men and women." ”

"What, do you have an opinion?"

"You can't be a bend, right?"

Song Yunchi had heard a lot of lace side stories.

Look at her good-natured appearance towards the maid, I have to make Song Yunchi misunderstand.

Joan held the milk in her hand, just took a sip, and almost didn't squirt it on the spot.

She raised her eyes and glared at Song Yunchi fiercely, "You are the one who is bent, your whole family is bent!" ”

Song Yunchi: "......"

Woe to your family, Miss Qiao!

Before Mu Jingxi went downstairs, Qiao An drank a glass of milk in one go, and then got up and sat down next to Song Yunchi.

Lower your voice and use a voice that only two people can hear.