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The car drove very slowly, Ji Yanxi only took a glance at the sky, which was about to brighten, and shook the car a few times. I don't think so before.

Her body had not fully recovered, and furthermore, didn't she care about Qi Qi the most? How could she abandon Qi Qi and go abroad alone?

(The situation was this, because at the moment he raised his head, he had been hesitating at the interface where Shang Xiaomo was calling.)

Ji Yanxi who was unaware frowned, why was there a woman's voice on his phone?

Realizing that it might be Shang Xiaomo, she grabbed the phone: "Hello, the number you have dialed is turned off … …"

Hearing the cold female voice, his phone slipped down from Ji Yanxi's hand, and at the same time, his eyes darkened, as he looked at the sun in the horizon, "Has she shut down or …. It's about to start again? "

Ji Yanxi powerlessly lowered his head, his eyebrows tightly knitted together, and his entire body emitted a faint sense of sorrow.

At the same time, in M Country, it was still 10 PM.

After settling the matters at the hospital with great difficulty, Jing An got off work as usual and pushed open the door. Shang Xiaomo did not turn on the light in the living room, but only turned on a small lamp, which was projected onto her face through the light from the television in front of her. It was not clear, but when Jing An saw the woman with the dim light on her face, he was startled. Are you waiting for me?

This possibility had only just appeared when Jing An's heart moved a little, and walked in as if nothing had happened before.

Although he was standing in the shadows, he was afraid that Shang Xiaomo would see through it. Jing An purposely adjusted himself a little, and then asked naturally: "Why are you sitting here?"

Of course, Shang Xiaomo could not tell what she meant by that, but she acted like this when someone asked, "Ah?"

Right now, Shang Xiaomo who was focused on watching TV did not care who asked her that question. She used her mouth to move the TV away instead of turning her head and said, "I'm watching a TV show."

"Yes." Although he knew that such a small expectation was unrealistic, when he really missed, Jing An's tone still contained an unspeakable disappointment, "So it's like that."

Jing An's body was hidden in the darkness, perfectly covering the depressed expression on his face.

Shang Xiaomo watched the television screen and did not speak any further. In this situation, Jing An did not know what else to say, so he strode towards the kitchen.

He fiddled around inside quietly for a while, and when he came out again, he was already carrying two dishes in his hand. Originally, Jing An was prepared to put the things on the table, but then he turned around and walked back into the living room.

Jing An placed a slightly burnt roasted fish and a plate of spicy potato filaments on the tea table. Shang Xiaomo did not react to his arrival.

He then brought the remaining dishes and two bowls of rice over and sat on the sofa beside him. Shang Xiaomo still did not react to him.

Glancing at Shang Xiaomo who was focused on watching the TV, Jing An was a little unsure of her reaction. Was she watching the TV show too intently, or was it … Don't know how to get along with him?

This woman was really strange. She started to say that she couldn't sleep at all, but was there a jet lag?

Seeing that Shang Xiaomo was ignoring him, Jing An could only raise his fist to his lips and cough, "Cough cough."

This finally caught his attention, and after hearing the voice, Shang Xiaomo finally understood what to do, and gave him a glance. She then retracted her gaze and pretended that she did not see Jing An's face, but when the light from the television shone on her face, she seemed a little flustered.

Once Jing An confirmed that her reaction was the latter, he immediately got up and sat by her side, "You haven't slept at such a late hour, are you waiting for me?"

I already said that, I don't believe that you can still pretend to be confused.

Shang Xiaomo sensed his sudden approach and frowned: "No, I told you I'm watching this show."

"Don't be angry, I apologize for what happened this afternoon." After sitting beside Shang Xiaomo, she softened her tone and the light from the television shone on Jing An's body. She looked extremely tired.

Seeing that he was still apologizing even after seeing him act this way, Shang Xiaomo, who was originally slightly disgusted by his sudden approach, also instantly felt a little guilty, "I'm not angry, my attitude at that time was also a bit off."

"You're not angry? Then why aren't you sleeping? " Shang Xiaomo felt that Jing An was extremely stubborn about this question, if she did not answer, he would not let her go.

"There's a six hour time difference between home and here. Besides, I don't know how long I've been asleep. I'm not sleepy at all." Shang Xiaomo shrugged her shoulders, and hugged her leg, quietly moving away from Jing An.

She wasn't wrong. After being unconscious for a week, she had just woken up and was sleeping on the plane to reverse the time difference. It would be weird if she could sleep now.

"I wonder how long you slept?" "I am so happy." After Jing An heard her words, the exhaustion on his face deepened, "I really don't know how long it has been since I last slept?"

Shang Xiaomo's eyes did not have the kind of heartache she had when she was facing Ji Yanxi. When she heard that they were both going all out, she still asked with concern: "Then, why don't you go up and sleep for a while now?"

"Didn't he fall asleep after eating dinner?" Jing An pointed to the food on the table, and he knew that it was not that he was ignoring him, but he was too engrossed in watching the television.

"Puchi …" Jing An could not help but laugh out loud, he placed the other bowl of rice on the table, "You haven't eaten either, right?

Swallowing his saliva, Shang Xiaomo thought about the four dishes. She probably wouldn't be able to finish all of them before picking up the other bowl of rice, "Then … I won't be polite. "

She did not have much appetite to eat in the first place, but now there was a faint fragrance floating on the table, challenging her stomach.

Shang Xiaomo did not look like a lady from a noble family eating, she was not in the mood to pay attention in the afternoon, and facing the light of day, she suddenly felt that the four dishes looked good, other than the fish, she could not stop after tasting them, and her cheeks were stuffed full.