After all the clothes were cleaned up, Sikong Yun was relieved. "Don't be angry. There is nothing left."
"I'm not angry. I'm just curious. Apart from Jane, do you often take women home?" Meng Zhi suddenly interrogates him purposefully, like interrogating prisoners.
"Absolutely not. Jane Xinger came to my house on her own initiative. At the beginning, my mother thought she had given birth to my child, so she came in."
"Well, I'll trust you."
"I'm not happy to believe that. Come here."
Sikong Yun roared again.
The servant at the door immediately came in. "What can I do for you, young master?"
"I took out the wardrobe and set it on fire. Besides, did Jane apricot sleep in the bed?"
In order to coax Meng Zhi to be happy, Sikong Yun also went out.
"I seem to have slept. She snuck in to sleep while you were away. "
Said the servant truthfully.
"I can't sleep in this bed. I'll move out and burn it. It's disgusting."
"Sikongyun, actually, I don't mind that." Meng Zhi holds Sikong Yun's hand, hoping that he will not be impulsive.
Because Jane Xinger has slept in this room, is he going to clean up the whole room and replace it with a new one?
Isn't that a bit exaggerated.
"What? Do you mind? How can you not mind, I order you, you must mind, and very much. So I know you care about me. " Sikong Yun's infantile disease began to attack again.
Meng Zhi covers her mouth and laughs.
"Well, I'd mind if you clean up all these things. What are we sleeping for?"
"Go to the room where she hasn't slept for a while and make do with it. Tomorrow, I'll ask someone to clean up everything in the bedroom and buy a new set of clothes, and buy all your clothes."
"I'm not planning a new house. Don't waste it?"
"I believe that this will soon become our new house, so tonight, we have to continue to work hard."
With that, Sikong Yun picked up Meng Zhi from his wheelchair and went to the next room.
Listen to the movement upstairs.
Sitting on the sofa downstairs, Qi Qing and Si kongyie are not interested in watching TV at all.
"Young is good."
Sikong ye can't help sighing.
When they were young, they liked to toss.
Now I'm old, I like to stay on the sofa and watch TV.
"Tell me, what magic does Meng Zhi have that can make our son so devoted to her?"
Qi Qing stroked her chin and pondered the problem.
"Then think about it. Why did I only love you when I was young? Don't leave so many beauties? Only planted in you? "
"I don't know. Maybe it's blind."
"Then our son may be blind, but the reason is that he thinks this is the right person for her. Love is not without reason, but the people in it can't understand the reason of deep love."
A philosopher's posture of Sikong Ye explains for Qi Qing.
"Bullshit with your eyes open."
Qi Qing indifferently returned to him, got up and went back to the room to rest.
"Again, I'll have to clean you up later."
Si kongyie chases up and enters the room together.
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Ling Yichen's private villa.
The sea breeze blows, and the waves beat the beach.
Standing in front of the French window, Song Xi, dressed in a long white nightdress, has long black hair scattered on his shoulders.
The bright moonlight beat her graceful posture.
Ling Yichen came in from the door with a cup of warm water in his hand.
Put the boiling water aside on the tea table, he walked behind her and held out his hand around her waist from behind. Chin against her shoulder.
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm not thinking, I'm just looking at the sea."
"What's beautiful about the sea at night? Why don't you look at me. "
Ling Yichen breaks up Song Xi's body and faces him.
Long fingers gently raised her chin and gazed affectionately at her face.
He is not tired of looking at this face.
"What are you doing?"
"If you look at me a little more, you can love me a little more. Let you know how handsome your man is."
"Ouch..."
Song Xi suddenly has a fit of nausea, covering his mouth and retching.
"I'll go. Is what I said so nauseous?" Ling Yichen is confused.
"I feel like vomiting, so I do. Who makes you so narcissistic?" Song Xi accepted him mercilessly.Ling Yichen smiled a little bit, "I let you spit."
Finish talking.
His hands clasped her white neck, domineering sealed her lips, and pushed her to the transparent floor window behind her.
"Well..."
Song Xi's words are drowned in Ling Yichen's kiss.
I don't know when her pajamas were taken off.
Ling Yichen kisses straight down from his lips, unable to stop the car.
……
The next morning.
The cool sea breeze came in from the window, and the white screen floated gently.
Song Xi is still sleeping. Ling Yichen holds his head on one hand and stares at Song Xi's quiet sleeping face.
"Little lazy cat, you are really getting lazy. Do you know what time it is?"
Reach out and play with a strand of her hair.
She pecked at her cheek like a chicken pecking at rice.
Song Xi still didn't wake up.
Did he exercise too much last night, which made her tired?
Turn over and get out of bed, put on clothes. Ling Yichen asks the servant to put on clothes for her, and orders the kitchen to prepare a nutritious meal.
Ling Yichen, dressed in a white household clothes, sat on the sofa downstairs and picked up her mobile phone to call mu sichen.
"Chen, do you have time? Come here. I've come back from Los Angeles recently. Xuanxuan is always sleepy. Come and check for her. Is there something wrong with her
Was it the night in the mountains that she suffered from the cold wind and what happened to her heart.
Ling Yichen is more and more afraid to think about the following problems.
If something goes wrong, he will blame himself more and fail to protect her.
"Ah, you really want to crush me. Sikong Yun also calls me here, and you call me. If only I were Monkey King, would you like to change two separate bodies for you?"
"Hello, you are my royal family doctor. Why do you want to rebel?"
"No, no, no, I'll do it right away. Master Ling, who dares to offend?"
Hang up the phone, mu sichen then took his medicine box to drive to the villa.
After a careful examination.
It took more than an hour to check.
Ling Yichen frowned and waited beside the bed.
"I'm going to doubt if you can do it."
Ling Yichen asked impatiently.
"Don't worry. Of course, check it carefully."
"And what's the matter with you?"
"It seems that the problem is a little serious." Muschen pretends to be dignified.