"Where's the stuff?" Ji Yan Fengjun patrolled the road.

Zhao Xiran automatically ignored the pair of men's leather shoes and took the disposable slippers next to him, "I'll come!" ”

took it from Ji Yanfeng's hand, put the daily necessities in the shopping bag into the utility room, turned around and saw that Ji Yanfeng was still standing in the hall, and said, "You see that I have no preparation!" Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea? ”

It was a polite sentence, but he didn't want Ji Yanfeng to respond quickly, so he took a detour to the sofa on the side.

Zhao Xiran looked up at the study on the second floor, and the door was still closed.

quickly went to the kitchen, planning to make tea in the shortest possible time, and then briefly chatted with Ji Yanfeng before sending him away.

It's just that she didn't ......

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