Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 63 Ji Zefeng's Male God Brothers

　On a quiet night, the sky is full of stars, one by one, like the brilliance of diamonds, blinking quietly, looking mischievously at the sleeping people in the room.

　The man hugged the woman in his arms tightly, their breaths intertwined with each other, and they fell asleep peacefully.

　
　The sun was already hanging high in the sky, releasing its own light and heat to its heart's content.

　Gu Yimi rubbed her sleepy eyes, it was already cold beside the bed.

　Wang Ma took the time to come in with a bowl of red dates and millet porridge.

　"Xiaomi, is your one here?"

　Wang Ma asked with a smile.

　"￥%...#@, um~"

　Gu Yimi was a little embarrassed.

　"The young master specifically explained before going out that this is red dates and millet porridge. It has just been boiled. Drink it while it is hot. It is good for girls with dysmenorrhea."

　Wang Ma's smile spread wider and wider, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were all wrinkled together.

　"!@#￥%...&"

　Gu Yimi was ashamed.
Directly ignoring the first sentence that Wang Ma said, "The young master specially explained it before going out",
　Honestly took the porridge from Wang Ma's hand and started to drink it.

　Seeing Gu Yimi's blushing little face, and what the young master specially explained before going out, Wang Ma smiled even more mysteriously, Gu Yimi was inexplicable.

　Wang Ma's next words wrinkled the little face on the opposite side.

　"Xiaomi, the young master told me before going out that I can go home every weekend to take care of the family. Therefore, for the two days of the weekend, the family will be left to you, and the most important thing is to cook. The young master still said Mi is good at cooking, isn't she?"

　On the woman's face, two delicate eyebrows furrowed and opened, opened and wrinkled again.

Gu Yimi's watery eyes were full of confusion.

What does it mean to leave the house to her? ? ?

　Gu Yimi nodded stupidly, indeed, she can cook, and it's not bad.

　but--
　Looking at Wang Ma's expectant eyes, which were full of expectations, Gu Yimi gave a "gudong" and nodded heavily.

　Since then, she and that man have been in such a big villa every weekend? ? ?

　Thinking of this, a red halo floated on the woman's slightly pale face, a little expectant, a little nervous, and even happy.

　
　The eighth-floor president's office of Ji's Group instantly turned into a "concentration camp for male gods".

　Those brothers in Ji [-] all wanted to watch the gorilla in the zoo, with thieves eyes, wishing to eat up that lazy man who was like a king in one mouthful, leaving him green like a wolf. Looking at Ji Zefeng playfully.

　The whole person, leaning lazily on the chair, with a pair of deep black smoky eyes, wantonly and lightly cast aside the men in front of him, of course Ji Zefeng knew what his brothers were doing when they came to him all of a sudden. ?
The embarrassment of that night was seen by Xiao Zihan, a kid who was more gossip than Obasang, that is to say, the whole brother group of men saw it.Even Ji Zefeng can imagine Xiao Zihan gossiping happily while holding a loudspeaker~~~
　On Ji Zefeng's handsome face like a sculpture made by God, he waited quietly, his thick black eyebrows raised slightly, faintly.

　Xiao Zihan, Situ Rui, Shangguan Ting, Li Xuche.

(End of this chapter)