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Jin Peng logged on Qin Jian's Weibo on An Yin's tablet, "Give." ”

An Yin gave the pig's trotters to Jin Peng.

Jin Peng gnawed on the pig's trotters and stared at An Yin to stop her from messing around.

An Yin found Yang Meng in the follower, then clicked to unfollow, and then exited.

Jin Peng almost squirted.

Jin Peng's mobile phone rang, he glanced at the number, it was Wu Ling calling, and picked up the phone, "Sister Ling." ”

"Anyin is out of school, right?"

"Let it go." Jin Peng glanced at An Yin.

"Tonight's weekend, there is no evening self-study, right?"

"I'll ask." Jin Peng asked An Yin, "Sister Ling asked you, can you go to evening self-study today?" ”

"No." An Yin didn't go to evening self-study today, but Qin Jian was not there, and An Yin didn't plan to go back to Qin's house.

"No." Jin Peng returned to Wu Ling.

An Yin saw that Wu Ling was looking for her, and took the phone from Jin Peng's hand, "Sister Ling, what's the matter?" ”

"The third young master called just now and said that he would come back in the evening. I'm tired from listening to him, and I have something to do tonight, so I have to go out, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back in time. Can you come back and cook him a late-night snack? ”

"Okay."

*****

When Qin Jian returned to Seoul, he rushed back to the company for a meeting.

In the past few days, he has been running back and forth, jet lag, very tired, and returned to Qin's house after the meeting.

When I returned to the East Pavilion, I saw Jin Peng nesting on the sofa playing games and gnawing on pig's trotters.

When Jin Peng saw Qin Jian coming back, he pointed to the kitchen, "An Yin is making you supper." ”

Qin Jian's mood suddenly improved a lot, and he was not in a hurry to go upstairs, so he sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Ten minutes later, An Yin came out of the kitchen, "Third Young Master, Jin Peng, it's time for supper." ”

Qin Jian saw An Yin, and it was such a good-tempered An Yin, and his heart became more and more comfortable.

I got up and went into the restaurant.

As soon as he sat down at the dining table, Ali came in, "Third Young Master, Yang Meng is here, let her in?" ”

"What is she doing here?" Qin Jian frowned and opened his eyes, his eyebrows full of exhaustion.

Ali: "She said, you unfollowed her. ”

Jin Peng looked at An Yin quickly, and An Yin put the lily mung soybean milk that helps sleep in front of Qin Jian expressionlessly, and filled another bowl for Jin Peng.

"Unfollow what?" Qin Jian pinched his eyebrows, and for a while he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Ali also looked confused.

After Yang Meng was taken away, he immediately called Qin Jian, and his mobile phone was automatically transferred to the mailbox.

She called the secretary, and the secretary said that Qin Jian was in a meeting, so she could only wait patiently, and this was one night, but Qin Jian never replied to him.

In the end, she couldn't help it, but Qin Jian's mobile phone kept transferring to the mailbox, and Qin Jian didn't call her back.

She had to call the secretary again, but the secretary said that Qin Jian had gone home.

Yang Meng was extremely angry and hurriedly ran to Qin's house.

Although she and Qin Jian are small, Qin Jian has the stinky problem of protecting the nest, and no one in his East Pavilion will give her in, including her.

When she arrived at Qin's house, she could only wait at the door of the East Pavilion.

Yang Meng saw Ali go in to reply, and went for a long time, but he didn't see Qin Jian come out, so he was in a hurry, so he picked up his mobile phone and called Qin Jian.

Qin Jian glanced at the number and picked it up, "What's the matter?" ”

"You unfollowed me on Weibo tonight."

Qin Jian frowned, tonight?

He is one of the very few meager people, and the meager ones are all taken care of by Li Yang, and Li Yang will not cancel anyone's attention casually.

Yang Meng waited for a while, but didn't hear Qin Jian's answer, thinking that he was acquiescing, and his face turned blue with anger, "I posted that meager message just now, and you unfollowed it and slapped my face with a 'snap'." ”

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