Just when he was negotiating with Mr. Liu on the Internet about the recent new film investment, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly vibrate.

Two words appear on the screen.

Scrolling along with a message.

Lu Ming held the mouse's hand and slammed it.

The word 'uncle' is the most intimate title between him and Jingyi people.

Since last night, the title has been like a thorn in his flesh.

As soon as you see and hear it, you will have a faint but long feeling of suffocation.

Lu Ming subconsciously tightened his palm and picked the mouse, and the plastic mouse made a cracking sound.

His eyes were fixed on the mobile phone screen, and Lu Ming didn't seem to come back to his senses until the screen went black.

Release the mouse and pick up the phone, click to unlock, click into the text message, and simply reply to a word.

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Jingyiren took a piece of shrimp meat and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it carefully.

The mobile phone held in the other small hand 'Ding Dong', and Jing Yiren immediately became excited.

Pulling closer to the phone, a word, the smile on his face suddenly sank.

...... "Uncle is so busy?"

In the afternoon, Jingyi people watched TV series in the living room, but they couldn't watch it all the time.

Inexplicably, he aimed at the mobile phone in his hand from time to time.

In the end, I didn't want to watch it, so I simply turned off the TV and went back to the room.

Lying on the bed, he thought about it with his mobile phone, and followed Lu Ming to send a message.

"Uncle! Let's go to Kyung-hee's concert at the end of the month! ”

After a while, Lu Ming replied to the message: "Yes!" Just two words.

Jing Yiren sent again: "What do you want to eat for dinner?" ”

She said last time that she was going to cook for Lu Ming, but she was treated as a thief and ran to the police station, and when she got home, the maid's meal was ready, and she didn't have a chance to cook.

Lu Ming replied again: "Don't come back to eat!" ”

"Oh!" Jing Yiren replied with a little disappointment.

Lu Ming came back very late that night.

When they came back, the Jingyi people were already asleep.

Lu Ming was not in a hurry to return to the room.

He walked to the door and stood still, standing at the door for about three minutes before gently twisting the door open.

In the dimly lit room, Jing Yiren's sleepy, delicate little face could be seen under the dim lamp, and the thin quilt on her body rose and fell slightly with her breathing.

Lu Ming stood at the door of the room like this, looked at her indifferently, looked at her for a while, gently closed the door, and walked towards the study.

Lu Ming casually threw his coat on the back of the chair, sat heavily in the sofa chair, and pinched his eyebrows tiredly.

Then he took out a journal from a drawer.

He took the pen from the pen holder and vented his thoughts into the words....... The days are still the same as usual.

Lu Ming went to work, Jingyi was at home, and he sent a message to Lu Ming when he was free, or chatted with voice.

As long as she sends it out, Lu Ming will reply.

In the first day or two, Jingyi didn't think anything of it, thinking that Lu Ming was probably too busy.

But from the third day, Jing Yiren noticed that she was taking the initiative to send a message to Lu Ming.

Lu Ming didn't seem to have sent a message to her once.

If it had been before, Lu Ming would call her once in the morning, noon, and evening.

Lu Ming will call her when he arrives at the company, call her at lunchtime, and call her after work in the afternoon.

But now she is contacting Lu Ming.

And Lu Ming's reply was 'Hmm! ''Yes!'' ''Good!'' ''Yes!'' 'PS: Troublesome relatives have a monthly pass to stay on the 6th, and you have the opportunity to live a calendar and pillow around the monthly pass.

Sleep with a male god in your arms at night!