After Meng Xixi finished cleaning up the dining room and kitchen, the flush on his face had gradually faded, and his frantic heartbeat had returned to calm.

She turned off all the lights downstairs and went up to the second floor, she also had to take a good bath, and the smell of oil smoke was all over her body.

Walked to her room, unscrewed the doorknob, turned on the light, walked inside a little tiredly, and walked inside, when she saw Xiao Jingting who was covered with her quilt, lying on her side, and smiling at her with his head propped up.

"Ahh

Meng Xixi screamed, then turned his back, his face turned red, his breathing suddenly became short, and he began to stammer, "You...... Why? It's mine...... room, how would you ...... Will it be in my bed? ”

Xiao Jingting, who was already very nervous when Meng Xixi called him like this, suddenly pulled the quilt to wrap his exposed body, only exposing his head outside, how was it different from what he imagined.

"It's not you ......"

But as soon as he said three words, he was interrupted impatiently by Meng Xixi, and for some reason, his voice became soft.

"Are you drunk and going to the wrong room?"

"I'm not drunk, I asked you, you mean what you said, I thought you were ready, and you didn't give you the contents of this gift box?" Xiao Jingting hurriedly defended, although he was a little puzzled, but when he saw Meng Xixi's appearance, he still reached his nightgown in a panic, put it on haphazardly, and tied his belt.

"What did I give you? When am I going to deliver something to you? At this moment, Meng Xixi was a little nervous in her heart, and her heart was beating wildly, and she could feel her whole person, and she was trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Wait, she's a gift from him, but she doesn't know what's inside.

Meng Xixi secretly turned his head to look at Xiao Jingting behind him, and saw that Xiao Jingting had already put on his slippers and walked towards her, so he turned around sharply again.

"Tonight is a misunderstanding, I'll go out first, you calm down." Xiao Jingting walked behind Meng Xixi, looked at her body trembling slightly with anger, dropped a word, and left Meng Xixi's room quickly.

As the door was brought by Xiao Jingting from the outside, Meng Xixi relaxed slightly, she turned around, and saw the open gift box on the bedside table, so she walked over quickly, took it in her hand, and immediately poured the contents on the bed.

Durex？

Meng Xixi's eyes widened, and she didn't know what words to use to describe her current mood at the moment.

She even had the heart to die.

She also told Xiao Jingting that she gave it to her, which made Xiao Jingting think about her, her image should be completely shattered in his place.

But the two brothers had gone too far, one had asked him to give him a gift in her name, and the other was ready to accept it.

Could it be that if you go to work at their Shaw family, you have to accept the unspoken rules?

Meng Xixi is in a complicated mood and his emotions are also changeable.

Just now, Meng Xixi was still worried about her image in Xiao Jingting's heart, a little woman, and suddenly became angry again, an image of a fierce old witch.

Xiao Jingting put his back on the door of Meng Xixi's room, he gasped for breath, he felt sweat on his back, what happened, which link was wrong.

Didn't she send that box of things?

Since she gave him the box of things, and she spoke nervously and intermittently, and blushed shyly, didn't she just want to have further intimacy with him, what an obvious performance.

Or was he wrong.

It really made him excited in vain.

How will we meet in the future?

It's a shame.

He has grown so big, and the most embarrassing thing is this.

Let's go back to the room first, go back to the room and think about it, how to explain it to her.

Just when Xiao Jingting was about to go back to the room, he had just taken two steps, and suddenly thought that his mobile phone was still in Meng Xixi's room, so he retreated to the door of Meng Xixi's room, raised his hand and put it down, put it down and raised it, and after two or three mental struggles, he finally knocked on the door.