Chi Ying felt that she shouldn't let Ji Muyi sleep on the sofa outside, so that she looked like a bad sister, no matter how big the sofa was, it was not as comfortable as the bed.

After a struggle of conscience in the bedroom, she decided to go out and have a look.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard a small conversation outside.

I guess who I was talking to on the phone.

Just when Ji Muyi was still immersed in what the young lady of their house, who was cleaning and cleaning, said. "yes, I didn't think a Lamborghini was right for me, so I sold it and bought a new Bugatti Veyron."

Chi Ying opened the bedroom door.

Ji Muyi was stunned for a moment, then immediately threw away his mobile phone and looked at the woman standing at the door.

"Sister." The tone is gloomy with resentment, and there is grievance in resentment.

Before he could hang up the video, the affectionate word 'sister' fell into the ears of the other two people so suddenly.

Uncle Zhang and Ah Ding pricked up their gossip ears and rubbed secretly and waited for the following.

As a result, what I was waiting for was the result of Kikichi turning off the video.

In order to listen to the gossip, Adin's whole body was about to poke out of the cab.

"Hey, why doesn't the young master speak, Uncle Zhang, when can you replace this mobile phone, it's about to become an elderly machine." As a cleaner at the forefront of fashion, Miss Adin said she was disgusted.

The song she listened to was sung by XXX.

The book I read was written by Shen An'an.

The clothes are worn by XXX brand.

……

What is called cultivating sentiment, this is learning from the old, refined to the old, and fulfilling to the old.

Uncle Zhang was holding his gold-plated version of the limited edition mobile phone, which was not an elderly machine. Also, the video was hung up by his young master. Not him......

This is a serious question.

You can insult my phone, but you can't insult me.

The old man was playing Tai Chi in the courtyard, and his face was red when he heard the people not far away arguing.

Still calmly reciting the mantra.

"A big watermelon!"

"One size fits all."

"Give me half of it."

"The other half is still for me."

……

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Of course, Ji Muyi didn't know that there were people on the other side of the world arguing about him at this moment, and he almost got into a fight.

Chi Ying pointed to the guest bedroom next door.

"Go to your room and sleep." In the end, it is still soft-hearted.

However, she didn't expect Ji Muyi to choose to refuse. "I don't want it, I'm here, I'll protect you."

"If I'm not mistaken, the security system in my room is very good, so I don't need you to worry about it for the time being."

"That won't work, I'm going to guard you like a dragon guarding his treasure."

Oops, Ji Mu frowned after speaking. Recently, under the influence of Chiba, how a domineering president smells when he speaks.

"Are you sure?"

He~ wasn't quite sure.

The phrase "Actually, I want to sleep with you" didn't come out.

"Sister, good night!"

Chi Ying didn't force him, he retreated into the house, and the moment he closed the door, his eyes fell on the doorknob, and his fingertips shook the cold doorknob for a while, and finally let go gently.

Pretended not to see that the door was not closed and went back to bed.

In the middle of the night, when I was sleeping soundly, a figure quietly groped in from outside the door, and every step was cautious.

Lift the corner of the quilt and slowly move in, for fear of waking her.

After moving for more than ten minutes, fine sweat was already pouring out of his forehead.

Ji Muyi held a position for a while, and only when it was almost time did he reach out and hug her and take her into his arms.

He didn't know if the dragon kept the treasure in the end.

He just wanted to protect the pearl in his arms.