An assistant was holding a towel, and the other was saying to Jiang Tingchen: "It's time for the young master to eat"

The man casually took the towel and put it around his neck, wiping his hair, and faintly responded with a "hmm".

His short, inky hair was stained with water, and a drop of water fell down his muscular chest through his eight-pack abs and then into his swimsuit pants......

There is an indescribable sense of charm and abstinence in the picture......

The man's height of 1.9 meters stood in front of the two assistants, and he suddenly became the most dazzling and bright existence among them, his expression was indifferent, and he left the pool with a step.

Suddenly, I saw Wen Qingqing at the door.

Jiang Tingchen walked in and saw Wen Qingqing's pink mouth slightly open, staring straight at his abdominal muscles.

Seeing Wen Qingqing's straightforward eyes, Jiang Tingchen's earlobes gradually reddened.

Looking at her cute appearance, I want to pinch it

My heart moved slightly.

I couldn't help but chuckle: "Is it good-looking?" ”

Wen Qingqing only reacted when she heard Jiang Tingchen's voice, and she was fascinated.

Lose face.

His voice was found to be deep and sexy.

I couldn't help but blush.

"Auntie asked me to come and call you for dinner," Wen Qingqing said and left quickly.

Jiang Tingchen watched Wen Qingqing run away quickly, thinking that it was so cute!

It's kind of interesting.

When Jiang Tingchen came to the restaurant, Jiang Mu and Wen Qingqing had already sat down, and Jiang Mu had been pulling Wen Qingqing to talk, looking happy.

Jiang Tingchen looked at this scene and thought that it would be good if this was the case

Wen Qingqing doesn't want to be like that before.

Jiang Tingchen called out to Mom and sat down.

"Didn't you see Qingqing here?" After Jiang's mother finished speaking, Jiang Tingchen said to Wen Qingqing, "Qingqing, don't get me wrong, Ah Chen didn't mean that."

Wen Qingqing replied obediently: "Auntie, I know"

Jiang Tingchen glanced at Wen Qingqing and asked, "Mom, why is she here?" ”

Jiang Mu glared at Jiang Tingchen and motioned for Jiang Tingchen to speak like this.

Mother Jiang put her hand on Wen Qingqing's hand, shook her head, and motioned for her not to blame Jiang Tingchen.

"Qingqing's parents have something to do, her nanny at home has taken leave, Qingqing lives in our house today"

Wen Qingqing turned her head and looked at Jiang Tingchen with a pleading face, thinking You must agree, if you don't agree, how can I get your money

Jiang Tingchen couldn't help but soften his heart when he looked at Wen Qingqing's cute expression: "Hmm"

Jiang Mu looked excited: "Ah Chen, you agree, I know that you have feelings for Qingqing"

Wen Qingqing couldn't help but turn her head to look at Jiang Tingchen when she heard this.

Jiang Tingchen's heart moved slightly, and he pretended to be calm: "Hurry up and eat"

"Xiaoqing, doesn't the male protagonist hate the original owner very much?" Wen Qingqing raised the question in her heart

[The male protagonist just hates the behavior of the original owner, and now you don't have to be conspiracy by An Xiaoming, so you didn't do those things, so the male protagonist doesn't hate you very much, after all, they grew up together]

Wen Qingqing listened to this with a serious face, "Well, I know, I will definitely get his money"

【(__)ノ|壁......】

Jiang's mother: "Qingqing, go to bed early, you and Ah Chen still have class tomorrow, I'll ask the housekeeper to take you to the room"

"Okay, Auntie," Wen Qingqing finished speaking and followed the housekeeper.

The next day.

"Miss Qingqing, you are up, Madame told me to call you to have breakfast and send you to school with the young master"

When the housekeeper saw Wen Qingqing's appearance, he knew that Wen Qingqing must be worried that Jiang Tingchen would not agree, "Miss Qingqing, you don't have to worry, the young master has already agreed."

"You eat first, the young master will come down in a while"

"Well, okay" Wen Qingqing raised her feet and walked towards the dining table.

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