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"Thinking of your sister!"

"Are you thinking about Miao Yu? Let me notify you." Just as Song Ming finished speaking, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was indeed Song Miaoyu.

Song Mingjian answered the phone: "Hello!"

Gu Xiangling rolled hshe eyes. If she didn't run now, then when? She rushed past Song Mingjian like a cat, opened the door and rushed through the corridor. With a few steps, he rushed into the elevator. She was even faster than when she was running the 100-meter race in school.

Song Ming's eyes were blazing with fire from the sword aura. Damn it, he had already been tricked by a single phone call from Song Miaoyu. Aunt, what business do you have now? "

"We've settled the customers in Chengdu. The boss wants to go back to the company. Second Brother, arrange a place for us to travel to. It would be best if it is a remote mountain area."

"You've read too many novels!" Song Ming's teeth were about to shatter from grinding, and he almost shouted: "Just you wait, I'll play big for you!"

After hanging up, she chased after her into the elevator. When she arrived at the first floor, Gu Xiangling was long gone.

Only after Gu Xiangling returned home and locked all the doors and windows did she feel safer. Looking in the mirror, her cheeks were still flushed, but her eyes were bright, as if they were filled with joy.

What the hell are you so happy about? He was almost eaten by that bastard Song Mingjian! Song Mingjian's thin shirt body flashed before her eyes again, causing his to blush and feel his heart palpitate again.

She raised her right hand and saw a bright flash of light. Gu Xiangling studied the light for a long time, but she couldn't find the opening mechanism. It was as Song Mingjian had said, this was an Intelligence Bracelet. He needed a fingerprint to remove it.

She went to the website to search for "Fanya" 's smart bracelet. There really was a "Fingerprint Lock" style. The advertisement phrase was quite romantic: "You won't abandon me. Let us master each other for life."

The next day, Gu Xiangling woke up in a daze. She habitually put on her clothes and went to wash up. Only then did she remember that today was the weekend, so she didn't need to work.

Damn it, it was all because of Song Ming's sword that had disturbed her life. He laid back down on the bed. Since he wasn't going to work, he might as well have a good sleep.

In any case, Bei Mengmeng had plenty of snacks, so she didn't need to buy them for her.

By the time Gu Xiangling woke up, it was already 12: 30. It was already too late for her to make lunch. Ye Zichen looked at the fridge. There were still some vegetables. Just make a bowl of noodles.

The pure white noodles set off the glowing green vegetable leaves. It was a sight to behold. Then, a fried egg with two golden sides was added with sesame oil. The egg was placed into a minced chopped onion, garlic, red pepper ring, and minced coriander. Even though it was simple, the fragrance was extremely tempting.

Bei Mengmeng did not like eating noodles and carried snacks and fruits to eat. As she ate, she said, "Elder sister doesn't really care about food or drinks anymore."

Gu Xiangling glared at it. "What, you dislike it?"

"As long as I have something to eat." Bei Mengmeng said indistinctly as she chewed on the Lotus Root Starch.

After lunch, Gu Xiangling wandered around the house. There were already many piles of dirty clothes. They couldn't be washed with the washing machine, so she had to wash them herself.

After they went downstairs, Gu Xiangling's eyeballs nearly fell out of their sockets. Beside the pool, Song Ming's sword was half-squatting as he painstakingly washed a few pieces of clothing. Gu Xiangling had never seen him do this sort of household chores before. What, could it be that Fantasy Nexus was truly bankrupt?

Song Ming raised her wrist and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Her hands were covered in foam, and there were even some spots on the collar of his sleeves. Gu Xiangling didn't want to bother with him, so she turned on the water cage and poured the soap powder into the water. Once it melted, she soaked the clothes one by one.

After using a few more brushes, the dirty clothes immediately became as clean as new. Song Mingjian couldn't help but ask, "Why do I have to keep washing my clothes? I can't even wash them clean."