The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 69 77: What do you think you are [14]

Chapter 69 77: What do you think you are [14]

"Brother Jun Xiao, brother Jun Xiao?" Early in the morning, if he hadn't known that she was here last night, he would have thought it was his damn hallucination again.

Song Manxi ran down, calling his name nervously, with an anxious voice, if it wasn't for what happened last night, his heart must have softened, but now, he doesn't want to talk to her at all.

He didn't move, he even looked very calm, he didn't turn his head, as if he didn't hear it, he squeezed the hand that stopped the newspaper, paused for a moment, and continued to turn to the next page.

Aunt Jiang, who was cleaning the orchid vase, looked at Song Manxi running down the stairs in astonishment, with a look of disbelief: "Miss Song Song, what are you doing?"

Song Manxi was shocked by her appearance, but when he turned his gaze to the person sitting not far away, his heart relaxed slightly.

Aunt Jiang followed her eyes, turned her head suspiciously, and glanced at Jun Xiao, who was calm and continued to eat breakfast by himself, and at the same time looked at Song Manxi who was wearing a bathrobe in front of her, and seemed to understand something in her heart. Something greeted her with a smile on her face: "Oh, miss, good morning, do you want some breakfast? I made a lot of lean meat porridge, and the young master can't finish it all by himself. You should sit down and eat together. "

Song Manxi's eyes kept chasing Jun Xiao's body, and she didn't answer Aunt Jiang's words, but the man not far away still didn't give her a good face, and didn't even look at her. of "cold violence."

She took a deep breath, collected herself, and stepped out again. She was about to speak, but Jun Xiao had already stood up and said to Aunt Jiang very normally: "Aunt Jiang, I've finished eating, you can clean up the rest, I have business at noon, I won't come back to eat, if Miss Song wants to go back to school, you can arrange a driver to take her off."

Song Manxi's heart trembled, he actually called her Miss Song.

"Master, today is Sunday." Aunt Jiang said bitterly.

Today is Sunday, but Jun Xiao's working hours have always been unstable. Aunt Jiang was dubious about this sentence, thinking that something will happen to the two of them again?I can only persuade in a gentle voice.

"It's something urgent." Jun Xiao casually agreed.

"Okay, then, young master, please pay attention to rest." Aunt Jiang knew now that something must have happened to the two of them again, so she didn't dare to continue persuading them.

After Jun Xiao listened, he nodded, his eyes were calm, he opened his seat, took his suit jacket and was about to go out.

His steps hit Song Manxi's heart one by one, each sound getting heavier, she woke up today and slept on the bed, and it was the bed in his room, she remembered that she was lying on the floor last night , This means that it was Brother Jun Xiao who carried her up. Her wrists and ankles were still covered with medicine, which was cool. They were the only two of them who stayed together last night. Only Brother Jun Xiao could do these things. .

This shows that brother Jun Xiao is not such an unkind person as she thought.

I don't know where the courage came from, she strode over, opened her arms angrily, and stopped in front of him, Jun Xiao seemed not expecting her sudden movement, stopped and slowed down , looked at her with a cold scrutiny, sneered, raised his chin, and said in a frivolous tone, "Miss Song, do you have anything else to do?"

Song Manxi looked into his eyes as if looking at a stranger, her heart sank and sank, she stammered for a while, and then she uttered a complete sentence, and after she finished speaking, her face was as red as a boiled shrimp : "Didn't you last night, you carried me up?"

 Arsenic: Shame on you, Sissy. . .

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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