Qi Shaoqin shook in an instant, "when did I say I won't eat! You hurry to do it! Be your best..."
Ji Mo's lips were slightly hooked. Just about to speak, Wu Tong suddenly came forward, grabbed Ji Mo's collar and looked dignified, "you... Slept together last night?"
Ji Mo raised his eyes, lightly fell on Wu Tong's face, quietly pushed his hand away, stroked the trace of Wu Tong's grasp on his collar, "didn't you see it on the window just now? Last night, it's really a long story. In my life, I haven't been so tired as last night, and now I'm overdrawn..."
Qi Shaoqin's stomach was empty and couldn't wait, but she saw Ji Mo still talking to Wu Tong slowly. She angrily grabbed his arm and twisted it. "Why are you talking so much nonsense! Hurry to cook! I'm starving!"
Ji Mo inhaled painfully, but he didn't smooth the traces on his collar after being grabbed by Wu Tong. He let the wrinkles on his sleeve be exposed in the air. "Just talk. Can you keep your hands off? I'm a man anyway. You're like this... I'll be overwhelmed one day."
Ji Mo's expression was innocent. Qi Shaoqin didn't pay attention to the flickering micro expression in her eyes. Now she is greedy and attached to her body, "hurry up! Don't ink!"
Ji Mo didn't refute her, though he looked resentful. "Hey, I'm wet and sticky. You always want me to clean myself up."
Qi Shaoqin said angrily, "then hurry up!"
Under Wu Tong's strange eyes, Ji Mo went to the bedside table, picked up his mobile phone, opened the quilt, a pool of wet marks, and paid special attention to the sheets.
Wu Tong's pupils contracted fiercely.
The hands and feet standing there seemed to be suddenly stiff.
Even the air felt so heavy that he could hardly breathe.
After the phone was connected, Ji Mo said, "send me my clothes."
After hanging up the phone, he leaned weakly against the head of the bed.
Qi Shaoqin looked like he was dying. When he blocked the basin of water for her just now, he was lively and didn't want to collapse at all.
It's only a few minutes. Why did you install it again?
"Hey!" Qi Shaoqin glared at him angrily, "you're addicted to my bed, aren't you!"
Ji Mo closed his eyes weakly, and even his breath seemed to be too weak to smell. "Can you talk about this topic later? I'm really tired now. You don't know how much strength I lost last night... Hey, you're a woman, how do you know this..."
"Can you speak human words!" how hard did he do last night? Don't you just keep her from falling under the bed? How much has she lost and how much can she lose? Didn't she drool on him?
What else? She's a woman. Where do you know this? As for sex discrimination?
This man is really TM poisonous!
Qi Shaoqin felt choked and turned to Wu Tong and said, "Tong Tong, you say he's annoying. It's obviously him..."
"Tong Tong? What's the matter with you?" Wu Tong's expression was strange, and the air around him became very thin.
"Tong Tong?" Qi Shaoqin shook his hand in front of him.
Wu Tong was relieved.
Seeing Qi Shaoqin's bright face close at hand, just a moment ago, when he saw her arguing with Ji Mo, his heart suddenly felt a weak sense of loss.
There seems to be something that he can't catch no matter how he wants to catch it.
That feeling made him very strange, but inexplicable fear.