Nangong Xueer just sat down, and Mu Jingjing came back.
Put one cup of coffee on Nangong Xueer's desk, and she returns to Qimo with the other.
Qimo extends her long arm to bring her into her arms.
However, Mu Jingjing couldn't help looking at Nangong Xueer, and her face suddenly showed a little embarrassment: "Xueer is here, we still don't want to..."
"What's the shame? You'll come here often in the future. Won't she work?" Ignoring Mu Jingjing's resistance, Qimo still pulls her to her lap.
Looking at Nangong Xueer, who is blushing and has been lowering her head, and doesn't dare to look at them, Mu Jingjing is still a bit embarrassed.
"Xueer, I'm so sorry. Pray for him You should also know that he is like this. As long as we meet, he will stick to me like a plaster. He can't shake it off. It makes you laugh. "
Originally, Nangong Xueer, who was choking her chest with a stream of sullen air, quickly converged her mood. Looking at the two people holding together, she tried to squeeze out a little smile.
"Nothing. I won't disturb you. You When I don't exist. "
Although that's what I said, I don't know why my heart was torn by my own words.
Good pain, really good pain, even breathing pain.
Qimo, you villain, villain, super villain, how can you be so bad?
Why didn't you tell her earlier? Has he ever considered her feelings when she is in such a situation today?
Nangong xue'er here is always complaining, but the beauty's prayer is more pleasant than her.
The long arm fell on Mu Jingjing's waist and snatched the coffee cup she was about to reach her lips. Her voice was softer than before: "girls can't drink so much coffee. It's bad for their health."
Nangong Xueer's five fingers suddenly tightened, and her heart became more uncomfortable.
Even before, he didn't let himself drink coffee, but he didn't say so.
"Just talking about me, why do you drink so much? Even if you are a man, different from me, it's not good to drink too much coffee, especially on an empty stomach. "
"Remember to drink less in the future. Although I can't stay with you all the time, I'll let Cher take care of you for me."
Mu Jingjing stretched out her slender jade finger and nodded on the bridge of Qi Mo's nose. She looked at Nangong Xueer and laughed happily: "Xueer, this task will be handed over to you in the future. Please help me to urge more."
"Oh, yes, I will. Don't worry." The South Temple snow son tiny Leng next, borrow to see Mu Jing Jing that instant secretly aimed an eye to pray Mo, but his vision has never moved toward oneself this side.
"Wouldn't you be jealous to let other women keep their boyfriends?" Qimo gently pinches Mu Jingjing's waist like punishment, and the words are obviously a little unhappy.
"Ah! I hate it Mu Jingjing ate the pain and gave a low breath. Knowing that the wound on his body had not healed, he could only murmur and complain.
"Qimo, how can you say that? What other woman? Didn't you say Cher always thought you were her brother? Where can I say that my sister is someone else? "
Qimo doesn't respond, just takes back her eyes on Mu Jingjing.
I opened a document in my notebook, pulled out a lot of pictures from it, and gently rubbed it on her hair: "I'll take you out to sea in two days. Which island do you want to go to?"
Pray for him He rubbed Mu Jingjing's hair.
After spending so much time with Qimo, he has never been so close to other girls except himself
Nangong Xueer's heart is suddenly contracted again, which is hard to say.
"Qimo, are you serious? But don't you say there are still many things to do? " Although happy, Mu Jingjing hasn't forgotten what Qimo said to her.
"Don't worry, I will arrange things for them at that time. How can I have the heart to leave you there when you come back so rarely?" Qimo motioned to her to choose a picture, then picked up the coffee and tasted it slowly.
"Well." Mu Jingjing nodded hard, but she seemed to think of something next moment.
Looking back at Nangong Xueer, she looks at Qimo and doubts: "are we going alone? Will you take Cher with you? "
"I..."
Before Nangong Xueer could finish, he heard Qimo say calmly again: "as long as it's what you like, it's OK."
Nangong Xueer is almost angry with his words. She stares at him angrily, but after seeing Mu Jingjing's smiling eyes, she suddenly turns her anger back.
"Xueer, why don't you come with us? It's only busy when there are many people." Looking at the Nanjing Palace, the eyes are full of hope.
"I..." I really want to refuse, but I don't know how to say it.
Today, Mu Jingjing came, and she was already embarrassed. If she went out to sea with them, she didn't know what would happen.Just as Nangong Xueer hesitated, the man's low voice without any emotion sounded again: "Ya Ya, it's better to accompany her brother lie on holiday. How can I spend so much time with you?"
Nangong Xueer can't help it at last. She stares angrily and says, "yes, I like to accompany brother lie."
Seeing that Qimo doesn't speak, Nangong Xueer is even more angry. She looks at Mu Jingjing and says, "Jingjing, I'm sorry. I'm not free at this time. Brother lie said that he would take me out for a walk. You can play by yourself."
After that, without waiting for her response, she took the information on her desk, walked around the desk and strode out of the office.
There was no hesitation at all.
Looking at the petite figure disappearing behind the door, Qimo's eyes suddenly floated a complex and deep color.
Let Mu Jingjing down from his legs, he stood up, stepped to the French window, took the cigar Mu Jingjing lit for her, slowly smoked up.
Remembering the angry and disappointed eyes of the girl just now, Qimo still couldn't help being pulled hard in her heart, and her thick eyebrows frowned immediately.
He snuffed out the remaining half of the cigar, and then Qimo looked back at Mu Jingjing. He calmed down and said, "just do what you should do, and I'll deal with the rest."
"But, Cher, she..." After receiving the firm look he gave herself, Mu Jingjing stopped and thought for a moment, then said, "that's a trip to the sea Do you want to continue? "
The play was so vivid that she almost thought everything was true just now.
The charm of this man It's true, too.