The bedroom has floor-to-ceiling windows facing south, with plenty of light, and the decoration style is French romantic, and the tone is very gentle. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

Ji Zhicheng took Qiao An for a visit, and was called away by a phone call.

Before going to the company, he told Chen Min and Ji to take care of Ji Shi'an, take care of Qiao An, and never let her be wronged.

With these words, Joan was also present.

She didn't know whether to laugh or ridicule, Ji Zhicheng obviously said it to her.

After getting the assurances of the three of them, Ji Zhicheng said goodbye to Qiao An Mujing and left.

As soon as Ji Zhicheng left, Ji Qianxin stepped forward with a smile, "Qiao An, shall I take you to visit the house first?" ”

Joan looked tired and not in high spirits.

"This bedroom was specially let by my father to vacate it for you, and now you still doubt Dad's sincerity to you?"

In other words, the original owner of this bedroom was her?

Who is she soundproofing?

"Actually, you don't have to tell me that you are the original owner of this bedroom."

Ji smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just want you to know how much Dad has prepared to welcome you." If something is wrong and makes you angry, I apologize to you, I'm sorry. ”

Qiao An snorted coldly, there are many things you did wrong.

A sentence or two of apologies, just forget it?

It's not that simple!

"I'm so tired, I'll sleep for a while." After sending Chen Min and the others away, Qiao An turned around and went back to the bedroom.

Before she closed the door, Mu Jingxi took a step forward.

Boom!

The bedroom door was slammed shut by him with a loud bang.

As soon as Qiao An lay down, he heard the sound of him slamming the door, and his brows frowned slightly, what kind of tantrum did he have?

Mu Jingxi strode forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her up from the bed~.

"Let's talk." His gaze was condensed, revealing a touch of gloomy.

"Let it go."

"Let's talk!" He insisted.

"I don't want to talk to you." Joan angrily broke his fingers, broke one open, and the next second, the fingers covered tightly again.

She kicked him angrily, and he could have dodged this kick.

But he didn't dodge or dodge, his eyes were heavy, locked on her.

"Okay, you talk." It's really lost to him.

Mu Jingxi's thin lips were pursed, his face was extremely gloomy, he couldn't understand, "Why did it suddenly change?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Playing stupid?"

Mu Jingxi clasped her jaw with one hand and lifted her head hard, "Qiao An, it's not shameful to like someone, and I don't think there's anything shameful about it." Of course, if you think that my wishful thinking has caused you trouble, I take back the liking. ”

The man said word by word, the words were round, with a deep anger.

He didn't yell, he didn't sarcastic, he told her calmly.

If this relationship causes her trouble, she can clearly tell him that he will withdraw this relationship and no longer cause her trouble.

It's confusing to confess.

It's so blunt that people can't face it.

"Joan, speak!"

"Say what?" Joan impatiently broke his hand, "I'm tired, you go out." ”

Mu Jingxi gritted his teeth, and a touch of anger crossed his eyes, which was fleeting.

He carefully hid it, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

Joan touched her chin and closed her eyes, thinking of a night of brutal abuse by him three years ago.

Like?

He is a strong female criminal, how can he like her with confidence?

From the moment she stepped on the land of Country S, she never thought of making them better.