Chapter 909

"No, it's not dirty if it's cleaned. It's Zhao Yuan who is dirty. " Mu Ying drags Ji Cunxi to the bathroom.

After turning on the water switch, put jicunxi's beautiful hands under the water switch.

The clattering water wetted his hand and turned off the water switch.

Muying squeezed a bit of hand sanitizer and applied it to the palm and back of his hand, rubbing it evenly.

Ji Cunxi looks down at the way Mu Ying rubs his hands seriously.

"This Zhao Yuan, next time you dare to hold your hand, Miss Ben will cut off her hand."

"My hands are all held by her. Would you like to chop them too?"

Ji Cunxi watched Mu Ying affectionately.

Every time he was in a very upset mood, he could be amused by the girl.

"That's not good. Your hands are so beautiful. It's a pity to chop them. Besides, if you chop them, how can you carry them? How can I hold them? I don't want them."

Mu Ying rubs his hand hard, hoping to rub off a layer of skin.

"Can't you be gentle? Pain. "

Ji Cunxi means his red hands.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, Josh. I just want to clean it for you."

Muying is almost washed. Turn on the water switch to wash his hands.

After washing out the bubbles, Ji Cunxi put his red hand in front of her, "how cruel you are to start, feel it for yourself."

"Haha, Cunxi, wash it up a little bit, so there is no bacteria. Let's go to dinner."

Mu Ying takes his hand and drags him to the sofa.

Then I went to the refrigerator, took out two buckets of noodles and put them on the table.

"This is our dinner?"

Ji Cunxi asked in surprise.

"Haha, I can't cook. Cunxi, your hand is hurt again, so let's eat this tonight, and I think instant noodles are good to eat."

Muying's ass is bumpy and takes a hot kettle to boil the water.

Ji Cunxi swallowed his saliva and stared at the two barrels.

Is instant noodles delicious?

What kind of taste is this girl.

When the noodles are ready, they sit on the sofa and eat.

Muying soon finished eating.

But jicunxi is still eating slowly.

A pair of round eyes dry looking at the face in jicunxi's barrel.

Don't forget to lick your tongue.

Jicunxi put down his fork and looked at her. "You're not full?"

Mu Ying nodded, "one is not full, one is still want to eat, but there is no refrigerator."

"I'll give you mine."

Jicunxi handed her the instant noodles.

"No, I can't let my family starve. I mean, can I buy another bucket to eat?"

"No, this is junk food. You can't eat too much."

"Oh." Mu Ying nods her head cleverly.

Jicunxi took the noodles in his bowl, rolled them up with a fork and sent them to her mouth. "Come on, I'll feed you."

"Honey, I love you."

Mu Ying is moved and kisses Ji Cunxi.

Or a mouth full of oil.

After the kiss, muying ate the instant noodles.

Jicunxi put down his fork and touched his face with his hand.

"Dirty."

"Do you love me?"

"Love."

"If you love me, you can't be dirty."

Muying is eating while talking.

Wait for jicunxi to lower his head.

There's no noodles in the barrel.

Muying wipes her mouth with paper and touches her tumbling belly with her hand. "It's so full and comfortable."

"You've eaten it all. Can't you be full?"

"Husband, can you cook?"

"Yes."

"Then you can teach me later. I want to make a lot of delicious food for sushi." Muying is leaning on his thigh, and the whole person is lying on the sofa, very leisurely.

"No need to learn. I'll cook it for you later."

Mu Ying hears this sentence, immediately gets up from him, hugs his neck, and kisses at his mouth.

"You, you, you Can you be more reserved? "

"To love you is to express it. To be reserved is to do it."

"You girl."

Ji Cunxi sighed.

"What's your name, wife?"

"Good, my wife. Thank you for coming to me, being my sweetheart and my wife. "

Ji Cunxi murmured with one hand around Mu Ying's waist.

"Thank you for letting me catch up with you and being my husband. I really love you very much. I must give you a baby."Mu Ying said, a pair of small hands will uneasily untie the belt of his suit pants.

"What are you going to do? Just finished eating. "

"Exercise after dinner."

"You This... "

Ji Cunxi is bewildered by Mu Ying's incongruity in driving.

"The revolution has not been successful. We need to continue our efforts."

Muying is smiling.

Jicunxi felt as if he had reacted again.

The hot hand took her small hand and pulled her to the bathroom. "I think we'd better take a bath first."

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crew.

Feixue is sitting on a cane chair with an umbrella to recite her lines.

Everyone in the crew is busy.

At this time, a man in a black suit came down from a Cayenne car, holding a bunch of flowers in his hand.

Step by step, the man stops in front of Fisher.

The rest of the crew saw the man.

They began to talk to each other.

"Who is this man? How handsome. "

"Is it Fisher's boyfriend?"

"Or the pursuer."

……

"Fisher, I'll see you."

Song Qian is holding flowers and laughing.

Fisher looked up from the script and said, "Song Qian, how are you here?"

"I'm afraid you're working too hard. I'll come to see you and buy a box of rice for the crew."

Song Qian held the rose in his arms, then waved with the one in the car, "give out the boxed rice."

Feixue quickly takes the flower and stands up. "Song Qian, don't do that."

"What's the matter? Do you think it's a bit inappropriate for me to do this? "

"Yes, and this..."

"I know I'm a bit abrupt, but at our age, if I like it, should I say it boldly? I want to pursue you. Today is just the beginning. I'll come to the theatre group to visit and take good care of your food, food and daily life. It's too hard for you to film. "

Song Qian said politely.

The crew cast envious glances.

In particular, he also brought the boxed meal of the whole group, which obviously bribed all the members of the crew.

"I know you may be in trouble and need time to think about it, so don't rush to answer me. I will prove with my actions that I like you, I want to pursue you and make you my future girlfriend and wife."

"Song Qian, now is not the time to say this. I am a public figure. You will bring me trouble. Can you go back first?"

Fisher tucked the roses in his arms and got up to the director to discuss the script.

Song Qian stood in place, some lost standing in the cold wind.

I don't know why. I always feel that there is a kind of indifference in Fisher's body, which refuses people to go far away. He can't enter her world.