"Let's go." Sang Ji evoked a faint smile, took Li Jiaen's hand and walked out.

Xu Jiamu, who was going downstairs, stared at the hands of the two of them, and his eyebrows moved: "Sang Ji." ”

Xu Jiamu stood still and called her name softly.

"Huh?" Sang Ji, who had just walked out of the restaurant, heard the sound, looked up, and couldn't help but bend his eyebrows and smile when he met Xu Jiamu's eyes.

Xu Jiamu's ink-colored eyes turned around the hand that Sang Ji and Li Jiaen were clasping, and finally said two words: "Come here." ”

Looking at Xu Jiamu's expressionless face, Sang Ji couldn't guess what he was thinking for a while, and let go of Li Jiaen's hand in a daze and walked towards him.

Sang Ji looked at the corners of Xu Jiamu's slowly hooked mouth, raised his eyebrows suspiciously and blinked, "You...... What's wrong? ”

"No," Xu Jiamu raised his hand and touched it, and couldn't help but smile, "It's just that I'm in a good mood all of a sudden." ”

"Oh." Sang Ji didn't think deeply, as if he didn't understand, and nodded.

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Xu Jiamu didn't wait for Sang Ji to come over, and when she let go of Li Jiaen's hand, he walked towards her.

Xu Jiamu looked at Sang Ji's good-looking eyebrows, smiled even more, raised his hand to grab Sang Ji's shoulders and hugged her into his arms.

"What's wrong?" Sang Ji raised his eyebrows, only feeling that today's Xu Jiamu and the usual Xu Jiamu seemed to be different.

Become more delicate and more emotional.

If it were usual, he would definitely not hold her in his arms in front of so many people.

Sang Ji lost the lively appearance just now, her fair little face was dyed with a faint flush, she pursed her lips and lowered her head to lean on Xu Jiamu.

"You ......" Sang Ji wanted to say something, but he didn't think to say anything for a while, so he could only repeat what he just said, "What's wrong with you today?" ”

"What's wrong?" Xu Jiamu was puzzled, hugged her and walked to the sofa and sat down on her soft back.

"It's just different from usual," Sang Ji said, looking up at the ceiling, thinking for a while before slowly saying a word, "It's just a little abnormal?" ”

"Poof-" Xu Jiamu couldn't hold back and chuckled.

Putting down the tablet he had just picked up, he turned his head to stare at Sang Ji and reached out and pinched the soft flesh on her face, "What's abnormal?" ”

"Hmm-" Sang Ji grabbed his hand in resistance and did not answer Xu Jiamu's question.

"Huh?" Xu Jiamu didn't seem to give up, one hand clamped her, and the two hands approached and pinched her face, "Why don't you speak?" ”

"Don't, a lot of people are watching." Kuwaki shyly glanced at the person standing in the living room.

Xu Jiamu squinted and smiled, he leaned over to Sang Ji's ear and said softly, "Don't be afraid, you are my woman." ”

"Oops!" Sang Ji raised his hand and pushed Xu Jiamu, "I know it is, but it doesn't look good!" ”

"Then I won't get it." Xu Jiamu made a gesture of withdrawing, but when Sang Ji sat up straight, he leaned over and pecked her face.

At that moment, Sang Ji's face suddenly turned red.

She didn't even have time to react, she just felt her brain buzzing.

Seeing this, Li Jiaen turned his head to look at Su Yuan with a smile, and said sweetly in a half-coquettish voice: "Husband-I want it too." ”

When Sang Ji heard Li Jiaen's coquettish words, he felt that he was being ridiculed, raised his eyelids shyly, glared at Li Jiaen, and scolded: "It's not serious." ”

"What, we haven't done anything yet!" Li Jiaen smiled angrily, "Why don't you talk about yourself." ”

Li Jiaen pursed his lips and quipped with a light smile.