Chapter 322

From downstairs to upstairs, from sofa to bedroom.

Ling Xiao's cold kiss didn't stop.

Kisses to Ji Qianchen whole body to be soft, repeatedly begges for mercy, he just calculates reluctantly lets her go.

Ji Qianchen stroked the swollen and painful lips, lying on the head of the bed, like an angry kitten staring at Ling Xiaohan, "the taste of real people is so good?"

"Otherwise?"

"Then you've been kissing too long?"

Ji Qianchen rubs his pink lips and feels like a sausage mouth.

"Like to kiss." Ling Xiaohan's undisguised expression shows that he is arrogant and domineering in his tone.

Ji Qianchen also got up from the bed, walked to his side, pinched his shoulder for him. "Actually, that doll tastes good, and your lips are not swollen when you kiss her, so don't hurt me."

Hearing this, Ling Xiaohan reaches out his hand and hooks Ji Qian into his arms? Well? "

"Isn't it? It's all like this. " Ji Qianchen pouts up his lips in a huffy manner to let Ling Xiaohan have a look.

He chuckled, leaned forward, and studied her lips.

"All right."

"What a fart."

"Then I'll help you with it."

After that, Ling Xiaohan covered her lips again. This time, he didn't linger on her lips for too long. Instead, he made a sharp turn and came to her white and lustrous earlobes, delicate neck, delicate clavicle

The next morning.

Ji Qianchen opened his eyes and got up from the bed.

Open the quilt to see, found that he did not inch, the whole body is full of red colorful strawberry.

As for someone who has done a bad thing to her, he has disappeared in this room.

Ji Qianchen washed and went downstairs.

The housekeeper came to greet him with a smiling face. "Young lady is early. Young master has gone to the company. He told me to tell you to finish the nutritious breakfast on the table."

"I see. By the way, what gift did I give to Ling Xiaohan yesterday?"

"Little madam, the present you sent yesterday is estimated to have arrived at the burning ground now."

The housekeeper bowed and told her carefully.

"Tut Tut, your young master is really cruel and cruel. He even burned his wife." Ji Qianchen picks his eyebrows and goes to the dining room for breakfast.

"What are you joking about, young lady? You are here. How can you be burned by the young master?" The housekeeper didn't seem to know what the present she bought yesterday was, so he didn't understand Ji Qianchen.

"Well, you don't understand."

Jiqianchen also didn't want to explain more, picked up the fork and patiently used breakfast.

After dinner.

Ji Qianchen is going to go upstairs to review some things about design. Tomorrow is the rematch of the design competition. She still has some problems. After all, there are strong players like Qi Qing.

"Honey, honey, mamada."

Ji Qianchen received a call from Gu Yunxiu.

"Brother Yunxiu."

Ji Qianchen enters the study and closes the door.

"Qianchen, tomorrow is the rematch. I have prepared some materials for you. I'll pass it on to you. "

"OK, wait for me to turn on the computer."

Ji Qianchen tries the power on password. It's the one she changed last time. Unexpectedly, she finds that the password is wrong again.

This Ling Xiao is cold and full, so he likes to change the computer password?

Try the previous password again: hlc1314. Press enter, and you will enter.

After logging in, Ji Qianchen can't laugh or cry.

It's as if two childish children are using the computer's password to fight who they love more.

Gu Yunxiu heard the laughter from the other end of the phone.

Asked her with a smile: "what happened, so funny?"

Ji Qianchen quickly shook his head. "No, No."

Don't you have to laugh when you talk about such childish things.

"You, or like a fool, you put the wechat on, open the video, I will give you face-to-face guidance."

Gu Yunxiu's warm voice came into her ears like a gurgling water.

"Oh, yes, but there is no wechat on this computer. Do you have QQ? I remember when we were in college

"Yes, it's OK on QQ."

"OK, hang up first. I'll send it to you later."

Hung up.

Ji Qianchen moves the mouse, clicks QQ, and is ready to log in.

Hand sliding press the login key, the original account that remember the account number and password login.

Eh? Is this Ling Xiaohan's QQ?

How so familiar?

I still remember that four years ago, she asked for his wechat number and QQ number, but they didn't add them later.

But this number seems to exist in her account.

Click QQ again and log in to your account.

Then I searched the nickname Han.Sure enough, it's in her list, but it's a list of strangers. I hardly talked.

Oh, my God. She found some big secret.

Ling Xiaohan is a sullen man.

When to add her QQ, do not tell her.

Add it. Why don't you chat with her? It's too much. Moreover, QQ seems to have been added four years ago.

A pop-up window shakes.

Gu Yunxiu's conversation box pops out, "the sun is going down."

Ji Qianchen quickly sent a video.

Camera on.

Ji Qianchen waved to Gu Yunxiu with a smile in front of the camera, "Hello, brother Yunxiu."

"I don't think you've been on QQ for a long time, but you can't, come on, let me explain to you what the general design competition will involve..."

"Good." Ji Qianchen, like a serious student, sat in his seat and listened to Gu Yunxiu's explanation.

Didi -

Ling Xiaohan's account has not been returned.

In the lower right corner, there is a picture flashing.

It seems that someone has sent a message.

Ji Qianchen looks at the head portrait.

Nickname is sunny after the rain, not even a note.

A message came, "are you there?"

Who is this man?

His friend?

Gu Yunxiu looks at Ji Qianchen at the end of the video, who is totally absent-minded. He shakes his head helplessly and sighs, "Qianchen, your problem of going on a business trip in class hasn't changed at all, so I've sent all the information to you, and I'll have a look at it myself."

"Brother Yunxiu, I'm sorry." Ji Qianchen looks at Gu Yunxiu with embarrassment and guilt.

Damn it, how could she do the errand.

"I'm sorry. I'll have a good match tomorrow and try to reach the final."

"OK. Don't worry, it's OK. "

Ji Qianchen nodded confidently.

I hung up the video.

Ji Qianchen entered the space after the rain to sweep around.

It's all sentimental chicken soup.

Occasionally I sent two selfies.

Click to open it.

"Qi Qing!"

Ji Qianchen covers his mouth in surprise.

Looking through the previous chat records, all of them came to greet him actively. Ling Xiaohan barely answered.

This woman, what does she want.

Want to confuse her husband?

See what she does to her.

Looked around, the empty study, quiet terrible.

The sound of keystroke echoed in the study, and Ji Qianchen quickly typed a few words and sent them.