Shen Muting stood up from the chair with a "brush", his brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to be a little excited......

Song Jinyan felt a little surprised and a little scared when she saw his performance.

This fine man, it's so abnormal, isn't it normal for him to leave, can't he sell himself to your Shen family?

In modern society, it is not allowed to buy and sell servants, and everyone knows that this princess is a crosser!

Realizing his gaffe, Shen Muting's expression was a little unnatural, "In the future, what will I do with my breakfast?" ”

Damn, outside the really black-hearted landlords.

"At that time, when we signed the contract, there was a statement that it would not affect my normal work.

I can come over and cook dinner after work. But I can't do it anymore for supper, and after dinner, I'm going home to rest.

On my days off, I can come to Shen Garden all day to cook or take care of the medicine garden. ”

"You can also do supper, Shen Yuan is so big, you still live here, so that supper and breakfast are solved!"

This kind of words popped out like this, and Shen Muting almost bit his tongue.

I was thinking about whether to drive this stupid woman away!

Song Jinyan, "......"

Can you be more black-hearted?

"But I want to rest, I still have to go to work!"

"Just make supper, let others do breakfast!"

"No, it's just dinner, I'm going home!"

At this point, the princess will never budge.

After speaking, Song Jinyan walked out of the study with a tray.

I don't want to argue with this fine man, he looks handsome and has a fart, and he is very scummy!

Shen Muting angrily turned on the video and continued the meeting.

Belch? What about people? Why is it gone? Do you want to do it anymore?

In fact, Song Jinyan was also surprised when she received a call from the head nurse Wen Jia in the afternoon.

Wen Jia said on the phone, "Tomorrow there will be a meeting in the hospital, and as long as the medical staff who are not going to the operation, all of them must be present."

Moreover, Vice President Xing specially told me that I must inform you to come to the meeting! ”

"Sister Wen Jia, do you know what is going on?"

"This ...... It seems to have something to do with you, and you may want to resume your work. ”

Song Jinyan, "......"

Let me go to work, and at that time, the hospital forced me to rest, why did I make such a big fanfare, and I had to hold a meeting for all staff!

This princess just wants to lower her presence!

After Song Jinyan took a bath, she turned sideways, put her hands under the pillow, and lay on the soft bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

Looking out the window, a bright moon was in the sky, and the floor was sprinkled with a little silver light.

Alas, during the week in Shen Yuan, she had been suffering from insomnia.

Although I am lying on a modern Simmons bed, why do I always feel that I am lying on a carved pear wood bed thousands of years ago?

In her dream, she felt that everything that was happening now, even with Xia Qian and Shen Muting, was illusory.

When I woke up, I realized that everything in my dream was unreal. When I woke up, I realized that I was a guest.

"Huh!" Song Jinyan couldn't help laughing at herself, and built a medicine garden, could it be that she was subconsciously tracing the traces of a thousand years ago?

Could it be that you still can't let go?

"Ding!"

What was that?

Although it was very weak, Song Jinyan's ear power was different from ordinary people, and she was sure that there was a voice just now.

Sit up from the bed and pull the quilt up in front of your head, after all, wearing only a suspender nightdress.

The fine man is really perverted, and he actually gave himself such revealing pajamas, the skirt is so short that he doesn't dare to bend over, otherwise he will show a small PP.

"Song Jinyan, come to my room!"

A low, cello-like voice rang out in surround sound.

Song Jinyan, "......"

It's so perverted!

Shen ...... Shen Muting!? ”

Song Jinyan immediately jumped out of bed and looked around.

It wasn't a phone, she was pretty sure the internal line hadn't been ringing just now.

Could it be those strange things in Shen Muting's study, who can see each other's images?