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A certain young master, who had been disgusted by his parents all night, was suddenly stunned, hostess? What a international joke.

Ji Yicheng was about to refute, but he was killed back by his Lao Tzu's flying knife eye, and he dared to try it with your mommy.

"......" Ji Yicheng stuck in his throat in one breath and couldn't get out or down, his chest was tight, and he pretended to inadvertently glance at the little woman beside him.

……

However, Jing Tingge's attention just now was only on the first half of what Ai Qianqian said, and he didn't pay attention to what the hostess was not the master.

So, this apron was bought by Mrs. Ji? Isn't it Ji Yicheng's last lover who stayed? And the slippers in the shoe cabinet, also Mrs. Ji's?

Jing Qinge pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows unconsciously.

Ai Qianqian's eyes turned again, fixed on Ji Yicheng's face,

"Cheng Xiaocheng, when I fell in love with your daddy, your daddy never let me cook, and now too, why haven't you inherited your daddy?"

"So Nuo Xiaonuo and I have been loved by you since we were children." Ji Yicheng deliberately pretended to be stupid and didn't understand, and laughed very wickedly.

……

Ji Sanshao hugged Ai's shallow waist,

"Come on, daughter-in-law, let the little demon stumble.

He is working hard now, and he is building, and then one day he will deeply understand what it means to 'die without dying.'" ”

Ji Yicheng pulled the corners of his eyes, and his face turned black into the background color of the briquette pot.

Ai Qianqian said,

"Miss Jing, if Cheng Xiaocheng bullies you, you tell me, and I'll ask his father to clean him up."

Jing Tingge was lowering his head and biting the corners of his mouth to hold back a smile, his shoulders were still shrugged and shaking, hearing this, he pursed his mouth and glanced at Ji Yicheng, "I don't dare." ”

Ji Sanshao and Ai Qianqian laughed together, they are also a weird cutie.

In front of the elevator door, Jing Tingge was particularly polite and bowed at a ninety degree, "Mrs. Ji Sanshao, goodbye." ”

Ji Yicheng's peach blossom eyes narrowed, pretending to be a dead girl!

in the elevator.

"Ji Moji, how do you feel about Yicheng and that girl?"

"I can only say that raising a pig son, chasing his wife must be more difficult than Lao Tzu back then."

"Idiot......"

……

The two of them returned to the house together, and Ji Yicheng sat on the dining chair, waiting for her to serve with a rich face.

Jing Tingge went to the kitchen to bring the last boiled corn and kelp soup to the table and set the dishes and chopsticks.

"Ji Shao, it's time to eat." She sat down across from him and served herself soup.

Ji Yicheng suddenly spoke,

"Miss Jing, I don't know what you and my mommy said when they were in the kitchen, but they don't understand the special situation between us, so don't really think of yourself as the hostess of this apartment."

He deliberately accentuated the words "special circumstances", and his voice was full of chilling coldness.

Jing Tingge's face turned white, and the movements in his hands were obviously stiff.

"Ji Shao, I have self-knowledge of what my identity is, pets, nannies, 10,000-year-old punching bags, oh, and contracted long-term workers, so don't bother you to remind me over and over again."

Jing Tingge raised his eyes to look at him, hid the embarrassed look between his eyebrows, and squinted his eyes and smiled,

"And I said from the beginning, I don't really have any interest in who you are, if you have a good memory, you should still remember, Ji Shao?"

After speaking, Jing Tingge withdrew his gaze, picked up the beautiful porcelain bowl in front of him, took a sip of kelp soup, and smacked his lips with great satisfaction.

Drink it well......