Ming's mother: "......"

Ming Qi: "......"

Josha: "......"

After a few eerie seconds of silence, Ming's mother reviewed herself with a happy face: "It's all my fault, I should have knocked on the door first." ”

She made a gesture to close the door, but Ming Qi quickly stood up, and both earlobes were red: "Mom." ”

He exited the master bedroom with his own mother, leaving the space for Qiao Xia so that the scene would not be too embarrassing.

When everyone left, Qiao Xia slowly got up from the bed, forget it, the mission goal is not intentional, it's not a big deal.

She packed up the things on the bed and didn't plan to go out, anyway, Ming Qi could handle everything next.

Getting things done, Josa observes this room in passing—a typical single man's bedroom, so simple that it's almost empty, and there's no place to sit except for the bed.

It can be seen that Ming Qi doesn't have high requirements for the place where he lives, maybe if this kind of place is too much of a sense of belonging, it will stimulate him to think about his illness? Josha thought uncertainly.

She retracted her gaze, she didn't know how long Ming Qi and his mother were going to talk, and it wasn't a problem to stand all the time, so she simply took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the edge of the big bed.

In less than half an hour, the door was opened, and Ming Qi entered his bedroom, and the picture that caught his eye was - a delicate girl wearing a denim-colored irregular skirt sitting cross-legged on his bed on a dark-colored solid-colored bed.

She wears two small pigtails, her face is fleshy, but her body is slender and slender, and her whole person is full of vitality.

Seeing him, the little girl instantly laughed with two dimples, she straightened her back, and asked in a low voice, "Is your mother gone?" ”

Like an ownerless little flower, inadvertently intruding into his private sphere, digging a shallow layer of soil in his resting place, planting himself in it, as long as a little rain and dew irrigation, the little flower can bloom the most beautiful color.

Ming Qi was stunned, as if bewitched, he closed the door, walked towards her, and when he saw that she was about to get off the bed, the ghost sent her shoulder: "No need to come down." ”

The little girl raised her eyebrows a little puzzled: "What? ”

Ming Qi felt that the palm on her shoulder was a little hot, he coughed, and withdrew his hand: "My mother...... She was going to stay here for one night at night, and she stayed in the guest room. ”

This is true, Ming's mother probably didn't believe that her son had resisted this marriage in every possible way, and it was only a few days before she was like glue with the little girl, so she made up her mind to raid from time to time, in case the little princess of the Song family suffered any grievances and wanted to divorce.

Josha: "......"

She was a little speechless: "Then where do I sleep at night?" ”

"You can sleep here, I'll sleep on the ground." Ming Qi looked at her.

Josa was reluctant at first, but after a few seconds she accepted the fact, and of course, the premise that the mission goal was not mentioned gave her unlimited courage.

And after getting along a few times, Ming Qi has always felt good about her, she has not become dark or sick because of her body, and she is still as peaceful and rational as a normal person.

If she can get a better relationship with him, it will still be very helpful for her future tasks.

Thinking like this, Qiao Xia was instantly relieved, and she nodded: "Okay, when you owe me a favor." ”

She didn't resist in the slightest, and Ming Qi also hooked the corners of her mouth and chuckled: "Okay, I owe you a favor." ”

……

After washing up, Ming Qi lay on the ground with a layer of bedding, and Qiao Xia was lying on the bed with the quilt in her arms, she bit her lip a little awkwardly - it was the first time she had slept in the same room with the opposite sex.