Chapter 25: The Sick Brother Is Not Easy to Mess With (25)
Song Jin's movements stiffened slightly, and then he rushed over and hugged him tightly, pretending to cry.
While crying, he wiped his hands full of mud on him, and stuffed a bunch of grass roots in his hands into his coat pocket, before he raised his head with teary eyes and said, "Ah Jue, I know that I was wrong, but I'm so hungry now, I feel like I'm going to faint, and I'll talk about ......it after eating."
Dirty to death.
This dog thing.
The young man's beautiful stretched eyebrows jumped, his expression brushed over his anger, he looked down at her weak and pitiful little face, pulled her away expressionlessly, turned around and entered the room, and at the same time the voice fell, "Come in, wait on the sofa." โ
Song Jin sat on the sofa, looking at the dirty him with a heartache and sitting calmly on her clean bed, biting the grass in his mouth hatefully, almost wanting to shed tears of sadness again.
This guy must have done it on purpose!
The boy leaned over and pressed the landline on the bedside table, and soon a maid answered, and the voice fell clearly in the room, asking if the food was delivered now.
She sat there stunned.
The meal has already been prepared?
So he came to call her for dinner?
Before she could think about it, a dozen maids brought the food one by one, and quickly withdrew.
She was about to pick up the chopsticks when she saw the young man's faint eyes look at herโfalling on her dirty hand.
Song Jin had no choice but to run to wash his hands.
When he came out, the boy had already stripped off his dirty coat.
Revealing a slender and straight body underneath.
Lying there with long legs, casually lowering his eyes and playing with his mobile phone, every frame of the picture is particularly eye-catching.
This time he was lying on the other side.
- The clean side.
She bit a piece of beef, and asked him vaguely with a greasy mouth, "Ah Jue, have you eaten it?" โ
The young man's white fingertips tapped on the screen, and he didn't raise his head to make a faint "um" sound.
โ......โ
The emotion that finally swelled up, like a balloon that had been punctured, "snapped" and deflated.
On the screen โ
A person sent a message: Young master, after the identification of the picture you gave, this should be an improved version of the chest belt, similar to a woman's inner . Clothes, in ancient times, were mostly used for women and men to prevent their bodies from being exposed, but now they are not common.
The person opposite was a female subordinate under Qi Jue, who received the vague picture at that time, although she quickly understood its purpose, she was also a little uneasy, and she deliberately checked a lot of information.
However, since the young master rarely found her, instead of looking for Mo Zhen and their men, does it mean...
The young master actually already understood its purpose, but he just wanted to confirm it through others again?
Qi Jue's deep eyes fell on a certain four words on the screen, slowly lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covered up the unknown dark and obscure emotions in his eyes, his white fingertips moved slightly, and the screen was dark.
Song Jin on the side was eating boiled beef, his spicy mouth was red, and he was drinking water while fanning the wind with his hands, and when he saw him looking over, he smiled at him.
The heartlessness is vividly displayed.
Halfway through her meal, the landline phone rang, and she heard the maid say that Qi Dongchen was here and asked Qi Jue to go to the study to find him.
The boy had no expression on his face, hung up the phone directly, and got up and got out of bed.
Also, as the CEO of the CEO, he missed a day's work, and it is strange that the old relatives who are in the late menopause are not bombed!
Before leaving, the young man leaned over with a smile and a smile, and approached Song Jin with an unusually delicate and beautiful face.
Close enough that she could even feel his breath spraying down her cheeks.
The young man tilted his head and kissed her cheek, his eyes were dark, and his smile was strange and wanton, "Brother will wait for me to come back, right?" โ
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The next chapter is eight o'clock in the evening.