Chapter 117

Sir, why don't you want to take this kind of thing?

He heard it clearly at the door just now.

Also heard about last night.

Sir, why do you want to help Miss Qi so hard and thankless?

Miss Qi has no merit except rudeness and vulgarity.

Maybe the twitch on Jiang He's face was too obvious. Qi Shaoqin looked up and saw Jiang He's crazy face, "Jiang He, little brother, why is your face twitching? Do you want your husband to take you off to the hospital?"

"Cough..." Jiang he almost fainted.

Can miss Qi talk to him when she's free.

"Hey, take a vacation occasionally. Your husband is in good health and can have the energy to supervise me. It doesn't look like he is ill! After all, you have to confiscate his money. There's no need to work so hard!"

Qi Shaoqin still wants to dig the bottom of the wall. She is talking like this just to win over with Jiang He. Maybe it will be easier to dig the bottom of the wall in the future.

Jiang He's face twitched more obviously. He subconsciously looked at Ji Mo and found that Ji Mo had peeled several shrimps and put them on Qi Shaoqin's plate.

Qi Shaoqin looked at Jiang He with his eyes, but his mouth was not idle. He put shrimps into his mouth one after another. He didn't feel wrong at all.

Jiang Hemu was stunned. Miss Qi, I really feel great!

"It's TM delicious."

After a few bites, Qi Shaoqin felt something wrong. He bowed his head and there were two shelled shrimps on the plate.

"Ah, I remember I didn't peel it!" she picked it up with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. She took two bites. When she saw Ji Mo eating with chopsticks, her eyebrows wrinkled and pulled the plate of bamboo shoot tip fried meat to her side: "haven't you eaten it? How can you still eat mine? It's made for me by the cook!"

Jiang He fiercely picked his eyebrows.

Only miss Qi can do such things.

If it weren't for Sir, where would she get such fresh food.

Ji Mo put down his chopsticks and gracefully picked up the medicinal tea Jiang Hegang poured for him.

Qi Shaoqin glanced at the cup in front of him. It was empty.

"Where's my tea? Why don't I have tea?" the little brother Jiang He was too kind to one side, and sure enough, he took money to do things.

"Give her a cup of warm water," Ji Mo said.

Jiang He nodded, "OK."

Qi Shaoqin interrupted him: "don't warm water, juice! Give me juice!"

Jiang He's back froze and looked back at Qi Shaoqin. Before he could speak, Ji mewen said in a voice: "seafood and a lot of fruit juice can't be eaten together. It's safe to drink warm boiled water. If you want to drink fruit juice, you can drink it alone later when you visit the river."

"I'm not allergic!" Qi Shaoqin thought the dead seedling was too wide.

A cup of warm water was handed to her. Qi Shaoqin nuzui and his eyes fell on the medicinal tea in Ji Mo's hand.

What's good to drink in the colorless and tasteless boiled water? It's the tea in Ji Mo's hand. It's brown and yellow, with a faint fragrance of tea. It should be good to get rid of greasiness.

Who asked the sick child to supervise her, she saw that he was unhappy, and it was not too much to ask him to order something to drink.

"Let's change!" Qi Shaoqin took the boiled water in front of her and put it in front of Ji mo.

"Are you sure?" Ji Mo glanced at her, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.