Chapter 1921

"Yes." The servant rushed to get it and handed it to her with both hands. He kept his head down and didn't dare to look at her. His voice was a little uneasy, "young lady, I'm sorry, I forgot."

Shen Youran took over and opened it. It was Qiu Shaoze's son's full moon banquet. It was a month ago.

She handed the invitation to the servant: "it's OK. Throw it away."

Even if she received it in advance, she would not go.

When the servant heard that she didn't care, she was relieved and took over the things she handed.

……

Ji Shaoheng fell asleep after midnight, so he got up late the next morning.

He woke up and got out of bed. He walked to the closet with dim eyes and opened the cupboard, which was empty.

Sleep for a long time, the head is not smart, upstairs master bedroom only has his spare clothes.

He picked up the clothes he had taken off yesterday and looked at them. There were wrinkles on them. He couldn't wear them.

He had to put on his trousers and enter the bathroom, but there was no spare toiletries in the room.

He washed his face, sobered up, took a handful of water, rinsed his mouth, and then went out of the room.

Fang Yaqing and Fang Sitong are in the living room. Fang Yaqing is cutting her bangs. Seeing him come out, Fang Sitong shouts, "Dad, how can you get up now? Mom and I have already had breakfast."

Ji Shaoheng laughed at her: "then why don't you call me?"

Fang Sitong doesn't speak, but her eyes are on Fang Yaqing. She wants to, but mummy won't let her.

Fang Yaqing looked up carelessly and saw that Ji Shaoheng didn't wear a coat and was barehanded.

She frowned slightly: "I can't control how you are in your own home, but this is not in the season's house, and there is Tongtong in, you put on your clothes."

Ji Shaoheng just washed his face, wet the broken hair in front of his forehead, and a wisp of it was pasted on his bright and full forehead. He raised his hand and stroked it: "there is no clothes."

Fang Yaqing looked at him coldly: "what about yesterday?"

Ji Shaoheng tone cool thin way: "when do you see me wear the same clothes for two consecutive days?"

They have lived together for six years. She knows some of his habits. Fang Yaqing's eyebrows are getting tighter and her voice has no temperature.

"Then you call Yan Hao and ask him to send you clothes."

Ji Shaoheng sat down on the single sofa: "Yan Hao is not free. Go and find me one."

To his commanding tone, Fang Yaqing said coolly, "OK, skirt or navel?"

Ji Shaoheng's face is black: "you let me wear your clothes?"

Fang Yaqing's eyes were tinged with a trace of sarcasm: "otherwise? Where do I have men's clothes? "

Ji Shaoheng leaned on the back of the sofa, shaking his legs like an old man: "you live in a room in the closet, take one at will."

Fang Yaqing took the scissors hand and looked up at her: "how do you know?"

There are many men's suits, shirts and trousers in the wardrobe. Although he went upstairs last night, he didn't enter the room. How did he know?

Ji Shaoheng's dark eyes were very interested in looking at the woman's exquisite face, and the dark light flashed: "is it a long time, you don't remember who this house is?"

Fang Yaqing lowered her eyebrows and pondered. It seemed that Ji Shaoheng already knew that the house belonged to Ji Jinchuan, so he said so.

Ji Jinchuan's place, there will be spare clothes, this is not surprising.

She said in a cold voice, "I'm just borrowing your brother's things for the time being. I don't have the right to move."

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