The night imperial Chen suddenly stops a pace.
However, just when he thought that Mu Wan was reluctant to leave him and wanted to keep him, the girl handed over the toast spread with jam, "you have a bad stomach. You have to have dinner."
If there is only Wangzai steamed bread, it will cause stomach disease.
So, the skin belongs to the skin, and her man still has to take good care of it after the skin is finished.
Night Yu Chen thin lips light hook, "good."
He then asked manager Pan to pack the toast, left the rose garden with a small paper bag, and went to Tisheng group to finalize the final bid.
In a few days, the land will start bidding
Mu Wanqing has only half a day's class today. She wanted to go to Disheng group directly after class, but she was stopped by Jianxi.
"Illness..."
The young man carefully pulled the corner of her dress, his eyebrows light frown, clear eyes slightly lift waves, add a bit of light sadness, but also a little bit gloomy.
"How do you care about my illness all of a sudden?" Mu Wanqing bit his finger. "It's really OK."
The point is, there's nothing I can do.
"You lied to me." Jian Xi's eyebrows frowned more tightly, and he puffed his cheeks, as if extremely dissatisfied, "see."
He saw the night imperial Chen to Qiao Wei asked her whereabouts, also saw Qiao Wei holding the white small medicine bottle.
But why does Qiao Wei know her whereabouts and have her first aid medicine
Unless, his Qing is Qing Chen.
"What do you see?" Without hesitation, Mu Wanqing photographed the self-cultivation of actors in his hand on Jian Xi's face and covered his mouth.
Jianxi blinked innocently.
Long white fingers grabbed the book, he slowly pulled it down, tilted his head, "game, see."
Mu Wanqing's heart was slightly surprised.
She recently met with Jianxi on the day of the trump song contest, so what exactly did he see?
Seeing her sick Or guess more
"It's great." Jianxi's eyes were slightly bright, and on her white cheek, her dimples were sweet and lovely, "nice to hear."
His singing is very nice.
However, Jianxi suddenly remembered that Mu Wanqing might have been ill after he came down from the stage.
He dropped his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said, "sick, bad I hate it. "
Mu Wanqing's face turned pale slightly.
Although Jianxi didn't make her words coherent, according to these key words, she has fully understood
Jianxi not only knew that she was Qingchen, but also knew that she had been ill on the day of the ace song contest.
"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Jane." Mu Wanqing was a little flustered.
It's unexpected to let Jianxi know that she has heart disease Now he knows more.
Jianxi puffed her cheek. "No way."
He didn't talk to her or anyone else.
"No," he said Young eyes, eyes clear water run, that pair of eyes, will not lie.
He was sincere and never wanted to hurt Mu Wanqing.
The girl sighed, "forget it."
Jianxi really has been for her good, since has promised, should not expose her.
"Mr. Jane, you should remember that you can't tell these two secrets. You can't tell anyone." Mu Wanqing pleaded.
Jianxi nodded seriously, "well."
"I'm with you, two people, secret." He showed dimples with a smile, stretched out his little finger, and wanted to hook with her.
Mu Wanqing waved, "thank you, Jane."
As for the hook, let's forget the intimate action.
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