Chapter 253: The stomach is not angry
Mu Xiaocheng looked at his ink-like eyes, deep and charming, flashing with a little bit of sparkle, as if there were countless whirlpools, waiting for his prey.
She suddenly froze.
Ji Huaishen can't have a trap waiting for her here, right?
Mr. Ji seemed to see through her concerns, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and stood tall and handsome in front of her.
"Don't worry, it's a very simple thing, and I won't let you do anything that violates your conscience."
He spoke lazily, his voice as low and melodious as ever.
"Then you say." Mu Xiaocheng suddenly had confidence in her heart, as long as she didn't do anything that violated her conscience, she could still consider it.
Ji Huaishen stared at her eyes seriously, his thin lips opened lightly, word by word, and said slowly: "In the future, no matter what happens, the first thing that comes to mind must be me." ā
Mu Xiaocheng was stunned.
He had told her this before.
She replied as much as possible.
He actually took this as a condition, didn't Big Brother Ji never do loss-making business?
She thinks that this condition is actually the one who suffers!
The first thing that comes to mind?
Mu Xiaocheng lowered her head, and a trace of confusion appeared on her fair face.
"I ......"
"Don't say as much as possible." Ji Huaishen interrupted her words domineeringly, and his tone was tough, and it could even be said that he had a chill.
The nature of the domineering president is laid to light at a glance.
Mu Xiaocheng moved her lips, damn it, what should she say?
Just as she was struggling with her words, her stomach rang very uncontrollably.
Is this forcing her to agree?
Well, let's say yes, she won't suffer if she agrees anyway.
"IāI'll just promise you."
After speaking, she raised her voice again and said, "But you also have to do what you say, cook for me!" ā
In the last four words, she pronounced the words clearly and loudly.
Ji Huai hooked his lips and smiled, his big knuckled hand pressed on her head, and gently rubbed it: "Good." ā
With that, he turned around and went to the kitchen.
Shrewd?
Good fart!
Feel like you're having a pet!
She is forced by reality, and her stomach is not angry.
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It's night.
Yuan Xi was alone, walking on the way home.
There were tears on his face, and his eyes were swollen from crying.
She knew that she and Song Guiran would no longer be possible.
Actually, from the beginning, they couldn't.
She stubbornly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, tilted her head, and turned into a small alley.
I couldn't help but quicken the pace.
She had to rush back to make dinner for her bedridden mother.
Her family lives in a remote area, and she lives in the worst dormitory for famous farmers.
Yuan Xi had just turned into the alley, but saw two people standing at the entrance of the alley, as if waiting for her.
A woman, a man.
The woman was beautiful, dressed in luxury and wearing heavy makeup.
That man should be the bodyguard she hired.
Zhou Ningshuang saw Yuan Xi, pinched the cigarette in her hand, and approached her with her hands around her chest.
Yuan Xi saw her, bit his lower lip, and then lowered his head.
"I did as you said. But ......"
"Good boy, I know everything." Zhou Ningshuang interrupted her, and her hand painted red flame nails attached to her cheek.
"Tsk~ very sad?"
Yuan Xi shook his head: "I'm sorry, things didn't work out, I will return the money you gave me." ā
"Silly boy, isn't your mother seriously ill? Keep the money. Just as it was tonight's hard work, you did your best. ā
The woman's words were accompanied by a cool breeze and came into Yuan Xi's ears, she was stunned, and then bowed fiercely to Zhou Ningshuang: "Thank you." ā
Zhou Ningshuang smiled.
The children of poor families, in fact, are the simplest.
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I saw a friend complaining that I didn't distinguish between right and wrong, it was my expression that was problematic, my fault, and I made a small modification about the bald man before, and I wanted to retreat! Socialist Core Values Protect the Body!
All of you are excellent successors of communism, come, read with me: prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness.
See you in the early morning.
(End of chapter)