Chapter 61

Song Qingcheng was shocked.

Instinctively cover the collar of the chest, and then see the man walking in from the mirror

When did he show up?

"You When did you come back? Why is there no movement? " Song Qingcheng turned to ask him.

You don't see her bending over in the mirror, do you?

"Am I going to stand at the door and shout that I'm back?" Ji Zhengting asked a rhetorical question.

This is his bedroom. It's his right to come and go freely. Of course, this woman has obviously forgotten this important point.

"It's not a ghost, is it?" Song Qingcheng rightfully refuted him, and then said: "I know this is your territory, but since you want me to live here, please be considerate. There is a woman here."

Unless he let go and didn't ask her to live here, she would have it.

"I don't think you're a woman."

“……” Song Qingcheng was stunned, and then he smoked for a long time, "so, excuse me, what do you think of me?"

Treat her like a man?

Ji Zhengting just looked at her. The man's eyes are deep and strange, smooth as a mirror, extremely cold and unfathomable.

Song Qingcheng was puzzled by what he saw. He only felt that his eyes contained a strong force, which made people unable to resist. The butterfly like eyelashes trembled and finally dropped down.

Ji Zhengting drew back his eyes and went to the cloakroom instead.

Song Qingcheng didn't get the answer. He was still unconvinced. He wanted to catch up and ask clearly. But step forward and realize that they have gone to the cloakroom.

She can't rush into the changing place, can she? If someone happens to be changing clothes

That picture Hot eyes.

……

When song Qingcheng went downstairs, the headlights in the living room had been turned off. There are only a few servants left on duty, and the others are probably asleep.

She had been to the laundry room, so she didn't bother the servant, and planned to take back the pajamas by herself.

She was walking when a dark shadow came out of the kitchen, which made her scream.

"Ah

Ji Ling screamed with fright.

"You're sick. What's the name of big night? It's spring Ji Ling saw that it was her and roared at her angrily.

Song Qingcheng went to light up the lamp. No wonder she was horrified just now. It turned out that Ji Ling had a seaweed mask on her face. A black face was like a ghost.

"Ji Ling, what's wrong with you acting like a ghost in the middle of the night? Do you want to scare people to death?" Song Qingcheng did not forgive her.

As for her appearance, she was scared just now. Fortunately, if she were a stepmother or an old lady, she would be scared of heart disease.

Ji Ling hummed, raised his hand and patted the mask on his face. "Do you think everyone is like you?" I don't even know the minimum maintenance. When you become a yellow faced woman, it's too late for you to cry. "

"Then I wish you 80 years old." Song Qingcheng didn't want to talk to her, so she left.

"Ah, song Qingcheng, hasn't anyone said that you are much older recently?" Ji Ling didn't let her go.

Song Qingcheng subconsciously touched her face. Since she married Ji Zhengting, she didn't have a good night's sleep. It's normal that her face is not good.

Fortunately, her skin foundation is good, no pores, no fine lines, no beans, most importantly, full of collagen. Therefore, it should not be as exaggerated as Ji Ling said?!

Ji Ling felt as if she had really hit song Qingcheng, so she said, "it's not my brother who doesn't bother to touch you at night, so you lack moisture, right?"

Song Qingcheng only felt his face burned, and even felt his face flushed. Fortunately, the current light is not so bright, Ji Ling should not see her face red.

"It's possible. Your brother's energy is not very good recently. I have to get something nutritious to make up for him later." Song Qingcheng's words are still light.

Ji Ling hissed, "I don't have the ability to make men interested. Fortunately, I'm trying to be reasonable here."

"If you say that, your brother will have to show it tonight. By the way, moisten yourself and see if you can be two years younger tomorrow. " Song Qingcheng said and patted her face.

Seemingly nothing happened on the surface, in fact, there was a strong impact on the heart. I can't even believe what I said just now.

"What a shame." Ji Ling, biting her teeth, glanced up the stairs unintentionally. A figure fell into her eyes. Her eyes turned and she said, "Song Qingcheng, if my brother knew that you worked in a place like sweat steaming restaurant, would he touch you?"

With that, Ji Ling didn't give her a chance to speak again and went back to her room.

Song Qingcheng stood there and blew on his face. He had not recovered from the shocking topic just now.I suddenly realized the look in Ji Ling's eyes before she left

She turned and looked upstairs.

Someone like a sculpture standing there, cold eyes from her body, did not stay, turned back to the room.

Song Qingcheng only felt the "buzz" in her mind.

When did Ji Zhengting appear? Did he hear all that just now?

With his face just now, he must have heard it?!

Song Qingcheng grabs her hair and feels depressed. She wants to hit the wall.

I have lived for twenty-one years and have never said a word about sex and love. I even feel blushed when I just listen to it. But I just wanted to be angry with Ji Ling, and it turned out to be a tragedy.

My God!

How can you be so unlucky?

……

Song Qingcheng deliberately grinds downstairs, and haw refuses to go upstairs. He hopes that Ji Zhengting has gone to bed when she comes back to her room later. That's very grateful to God.

However When she went back to the bedroom door, she gently pushed the door open and found that the sleeping light had been turned on in the bedroom. She thought that someone was really asleep.

She breathed at the door and pushed in. Then, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the line of sight, scared her almost ran away.

Ji Zhengguang took the remote control and turned off the light. As a result, she came in, and nothing happened.

"You What light did you turn off when you didn't sleep? " Song Qingcheng hated him.

She was so happy that she thought he was asleep, but she was scared.

Ji Zhengting won't tell her that he is just going to bed.

He stepped up to her and drew them a little closer. Song Qingcheng was not used to this dangerous distance, so he subconsciously stepped back. Unexpectedly, he pushed her against the door.

The man looked at her condescending, a mint like smell from the top of the head down, let song Qingcheng suddenly feel the heart beat with a mess for several times.

"You What do you want? " Song Qingcheng clearly wanted to use a questioning tone, but after she opened her mouth, her tongue could not help knotting.