Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 429 Her face was still pink, he couldn't help pecking

The man laughed out loud: "I was arguing to break up with me before, but now it's like we're inseparable. As expected, everything a woman says doesn't count, especially when she's angry."

An Qiyue was noncommittal, but he was very sensible, and wanted to explain to her.

If it were another man, she would definitely be impatient to listen to his explanation.

How can there be so many coincidences in this world, this is the first time I have committed such an ambiguous thing.

If he didn't show some attitude, the man would definitely not take it to heart, and he would still be in trouble with this kind of thing next time.

This time it was a coincidence that the woman didn't climb into his bed; then next time, next time he was so careless, someone climbed into the bed and made him pregnant. Just thinking about it, they probably fell in love. Let's stop there.

After all, An Qiyue's troubles are not really doing it, nor is it hypocritical, but this kind of thing cannot be compromised.

When dealing with certain things, the toughness a woman should have must be seen by the other party.

Her eyes were full of obscure matte light, and her expression was slightly indifferent.

She met the man's eyes, and said softly, "I will be filming this movie for a long time, even if there is an occasional break, it won't be too long."

"Well, then I come here often?"

An Qiyue raised her eyebrows, "But there are so many rotten peach blossoms around you, what should you do? If there is another Li Qianjin who is beneficial to your sister's case, don't you want to spare no effort to get close to her? Like Bai Shuiling, It is both reasonable and simple to directly assume the identity of a fiancee."

Ji Liunian probably understood what An Qiyue was thinking. He held her face in his hands, coaxed her in a low voice, and said, "Qianqian's case is certainly important, but I won't use this method to develop the case again. So , what you worry about will never happen again."

An Qiyue breathed a sigh of relief, worrying about gains and losses, she was really not like herself.

She felt that An Qiyue, who used to be vigorous and resolute, was eaten up by men.

An Qiyue, who is now presented in front of the man, is after shedding her cocoons.Mo Xiaoqi's soul and host are intertwined contradictions.

Both bright and gentle, both decisive and gentle, both strong and weak...

An Qiyue raised her eyes and looked out of the car window. The car had already reached the dark parking lot.

She straightened her clothes and was about to get out of the man's lap.

Ji Liunian looked at her with a smile, her face was still pink, the coldness in her eyes had gradually dissipated, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, as if she was in a better mood.

He lightly pecked the woman's cheek, and then said, "How long will it take to record, do I need to go?"

Recording the song required the coordination and cooperation of the entire staff, and An Qiyue didn't know how long it would take.

She raised her eyes, met the man's handsome face, and said, "Don't you have other things to do? I think that Karl wanted to meet you through my relationship, but in fact he wanted to ask your mother through you. Aren't you afraid that he will bully her? "

Ji Liunian did have something to deal with, but it was not the Thomas family's business.

He raised his hand and pinched An Qiyue's face, and said: "I saw that you have grown flesh on your face, but you haven't gained any fat on your body. Later, I will arrange for someone to stew the chicken for you. When you are busy, give it to me." Call, I'll pick you up for chicken soup."

An Qiyue hummed lightly, and then the man opened the car door as if to take her to the set.

However, before entering the gate of the night, he answered a phone call temporarily.

An Qiyue stood at the door, the sun was slightly southerly, the hour hand pointed to two o'clock in the afternoon, and the time to record the episode of "Emei" was half an hour later.

Ji Liunian finished answering the phone very quickly, and when he came back, his face had lost the gentle wind and drizzle before, but instead had a more stern fortitude.

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