"Finally admit it!"

Jo Ann had a "you're finally telling the truth" expression. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

"Why are you so angry?"

Joan was directly stunned, why couldn't she be angry?

Is he her bodyguard, 24-hour personal bodyguard, he left selfishly, why can't she be angry?

"You care, don't you?" Mu Jingxi pinched her chin with one hand, and rubbed her fingertips on her smooth skin.

Care about?

Joan laughed twice, "Don't be self-inflicted, who cares." Tell you, don't be sentimental, even if you love me to death, I won't like you. ”

The last word, the voice fell.

Air, frozen instantly.

The atmosphere is weird.

Mu Jingxi's deep cold eyes stared at her deeply, staring at her urgently by the sharp eyes that seemed to be able to understand people's hearts, Qiao An turned his face away uncomfortably and broke his hand.

Mu Jingxi turned around and went back to the second bedroom.

Boom!

The sound of slamming the door shook the sky.

Qiao An sat down, picked up the chopsticks to eat, ate a few bites, and then dropped the chopsticks, "What kind of dish, this is it, it's unpalatable!" ”

She went back to the bedroom in a rage and threw the door open.

Shook it harder and louder than Mu Jingxi.

Isn't it just slamming the door, who wouldn't.

…………

For several days, Mu Jingxi adhered to his duty and dutifully assumed the duties of a bodyguard.

On weekends, Joan rests.

The three of them returned to the Mu family's mansion in silence.

"Sanshao, you're back." Jiang Xun saw Mu Jingxi and bowed his head respectfully.

"Come with me to the study." Mu Jingxi went upstairs without squinting.

"Yes."

After Jiang Xun signaled to Qiao An, he turned around and followed behind Mu Jingxi, and the two left one after the other.

Qiao An sat down on the sofa, rubbing her forehead with one hand, Xia Lin stood beside her, "Miss Qiao, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"Headache."

"Do you have a headache because of the Cold War?"

Qiao An opened his eyes and glanced at him coldly, "Xia Lin, are you looking for a cigarette?" ”

"You didn't say anything to me."

Who said the Cold War was boring before?

Why not get bored now?

The two of them had a cold war, and the person who suffered the most was him!

Obviously he can explain things clearly to the other party in one sentence, but they want him to be the messenger.

They weren't tired, he was already tired.

Jiang Xun closed the door of the study before walking to the desk.

Mu Jingxi sat down on the chair, he took out a cigarette, lowered his head and lit it, "Did you find it?" ”

"Three Lesser ......"

"Say."

Jiang Xun carefully observed his expression, "Miss Qiao was three years ago, and she never came to Country S, and she didn't have any entry records. ”

That is, the woman of three years ago, not Joan?

Not Joan......

"Are you sure?"

"Sure." Jiang Xun said, "I have repeatedly confirmed twice, Miss Qiao's identity is special, she has never been abroad, and she has always been in country A." Only this time, I accepted an offer from my country and came to country S. ”

Mu Jingxi's eyes were dark, and he swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog in silence.

Not Joan, not her.

It turned out that it was just wishful thinking on his part.

The person she thinks she likes is also the woman who had a night of chaos three years ago.

Spit out a puff of smoke rings, and he lazily dusted off the ashes of his cigarette, "I know, you go down." ”

"Yes, Sanshao."

Jiang Xun left from the study and saw Li Qinghuan.

"Miss Li." He bowed his head slightly.

Li Qinghuan's gaze paused at the door of the study for a few seconds, "Is Sanshao back?" ”