Song Yunchi ignored her objections, pinched and pinched, as if he was addicted to playing. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

"Song Yunchi, if you don't let go, I'll chop your groping pig hands!"

Also pinch!

Also pinch!!

When is she a pet?

Is she the one he can pinch if he wants?

Hmph, that's infuriating.

How can there be such an annoying bastard, he is still Yiheng's cousin, and he has no advantages in Yiheng at all.

Glancing at him with disgust, "Didn't you say let me sue, what's the matter, I'm afraid?" ”

"Who is afraid?"

"I'm not afraid of what you're stopping me from doing now, let me sue."

Song Yunchi: "......"

There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break into.

Okay, then it's as you wish.

It just so happened that his mother still disliked him for not going out on a date on vacation today, and at this time, Lu Meng took the initiative to send it to the door, and his mother would be very happy.

Thinking of this, Song Yunchi stuffed Lu Meng into the car and quickly returned to the official residence.

didn't give Lu Meng the slightest time to regret it.

Lu Meng: "......"

It feels a little subtle.

Why...... Do you feel like you're on a thief ship?

Why is that?

…………

Space base.

It was already late at night, and Joan consciously worked overtime because of her previous leave.

Every night, I don't come out of the research room until two or three o'clock in the morning, and the problem of hypoglycemia seems to be getting worse and worse.

As soon as she came out, Xia Lin saw that her face was wrong, and immediately handed her a piece of chocolate.

Qiao An smiled, "Xia Lin, it's still your intimacy." ”

"Miss Qiao, this is the chocolate that Sanshao bought, he said that you should like this brand of chocolate more. So let me bring some more over and let you have a piece to eat when you need it. ”

Joan pursed her lips and took a bite of the chocolate, which was indeed much better than the previous chocolate.

She has never been too picky about these, but she didn't expect Mu Jingxi to think about it so thoroughly.

Not...... It's nice to be cared for.

When she returned to the apartment and heard movement in the kitchen, Qiao An thought that Uncle Wang hadn't left yet, so she made her supper in the apartment.

She changed her shoes and ran into the kitchen excitedly, "Uncle Wang, what are you doing for me?" ”

As soon as the man turned around, seeing this familiar handsome face, Qiao An was stunned for a moment, and then screamed: "Ah! ”

"Uncle Wang?" Mu Jingxi's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked displeased.

In the next second, Joan ran over excitedly, jumped up and hugged him.

His whole body hung on him, like a koala.

With half of the leftover chocolate in her hand, she chirped excitedly in her ear, "Why are you?" Aren't you busy with something to do, why did you suddenly show up in my kitchen? ”

"I ......"

"Let me guess." Joan pretended to be mysterious and asked, "You must have changed from Conch Girl, right?" ”

Mu Jingxi held her buttocks with one hand, turned around, and turned off the fire, "I'm not a conch girl." ”

"And what are you?"

"I'm your man." Mu Jingxi lowered her head, and her thin lips pecked lightly on her red lips, "Good, come down first." ”

"Tell me first, what did you make me delicious?"

A suspicious crimson flashed on Mu Jing Xijun's face, "I learned to make seafood porridge from the head chef, you can taste it later." ”

"Did you learn it for me?"

Mu Jingxi didn't speak, Qiao An hugged his neck, and his soft voice deliberately slowed down the speed of speech, "Did you learn it for me?" ”