9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

Ji Zhengting is silent again.

Look at the way she takes out steam with rice. It's hard to say she's a child.

In the end, they ate all the food, even the soup.

Song Qingcheng eat and support, and satisfied with leaning on the sofa, knead the small tummy of kneading drum, "I seem to eat too much."

Ji Zhengting looked at her and raised his lips.

He was cleaning up the tableware on the table again. Song Qingcheng said to him, "don't clean up. I'll clean up by myself later."

Ji Zhengting didn't listen to her and continued to clean up.

Looking at him clean up so quick, song Qingcheng laugh at him, "can't see, big president do housework still have a model."

"Just be satisfied with Mrs. Ji." He answered with cooperation.

Song Qingcheng put on an affectation, "not satisfied, can only say sloppy."

Ji Zhengting took a deep look at her and continued to clean up. After packing up, he picked her up and sat on his lap. Song Qingcheng was surprised, and his hand instinctively caught his neck.

"Mr. Ji, my heart is not very good. I won't take you to raid like this next time." It's too much of a test of the heart to make a surprise attack.

"Is it really just so?" He asked.

"Well?" Song Qingcheng didn't react and didn't expect that he would go back to the previous topic.

"How satisfied with me is only so?" Ji Zhengting reminds her.

Song Qingcheng chuckled at him, "actually, sometimes I'm quite satisfied."

"For example?"

Song Qingcheng thought for a moment, "for example When you bring me vegetables, when you blow my hair, and... " At this point, she made a deliberate pause.

"Well?" He seemed a little worried and gave a low urge.

"And when you help me review my lessons."

Mr. Ji black face, "no?" Is she not satisfied with some aspects?

"No more." Song Qingcheng shakes her head.

Well, to answer this sentence, Mr. Ji's handsome face has completely changed the bottom of the pot. Put her back on the sofa and he got up.

"Ah, what happened to Mr. Ji's face?" Song Qingcheng looked at him askew.

Ji Zhengting frowned, subconsciously touched his face, "how, is there a problem?"

Song Qingcheng choked with a smile, "a layer of carbon black."

“……”

Looking at his angry appearance, song Qingcheng couldn't help laughing.

However, Mr. Ji soon entered the working state. Song Qingcheng sat on the sofa watching TV, but more often, her eyes were always attracted by someone at work.

Occasionally he caught him peeping at her, but she did not feel embarrassed, just smile.

She knew that only at this time, they could temporarily put down the heavy and melancholy things in their hearts. However, after this moment, the cruel facts still forced them to face each other.

……

In the afternoon, Ji Zhengting went to a meeting. Song Qingcheng was bored, so he went to the florist to have a look. Unexpectedly, Xin Yue was also there.

"Xin Yue, why didn't you go to school?" Song Qingcheng asked her.

Xin Yue frowned and said, "I dare to go to school now! Now the whole Asia knows that I am Bai Jingting's wife. I don't want to die young. "

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

"If you don't believe it, try to publicize the relationship between you and President Ji. I promise all Asian women will see you as their enemy. "

Looking at Xin Yue's appearance, he didn't seem to be joking. Song Qingcheng was also a little afraid, "according to you, they can't get married yet?"

"They are only suitable for such a hidden marriage as you are now." God did not know that the card was received, and then each went his own way, had nothing to do with a holiday, gave birth to a monkey, and married secretly for a lifetime.

Song Qingcheng feels sad for them. This man is not well-known, and even his privacy will be violated.

"It's not easy for you and Bai Jingting to get married in secret now." It's all in the news. I can't hide it.

Xin Yue was stunned, "no I said, "don't you understand what I care about?"

"What's the point?" Isn't the point of her relationship with Bai Jingting?

A few days no see, Xinyue found that she seriously become silly, "the point is, I and he is not the same thing."

"You don't like Bai Jingting, do you? They want to have good looks and talents. They are popular all over the country when they are young. One incident after another is enough for you to work hard all your life. You'd better consider it. "

"I..." Xin Yue took a puff from the corner of her mouth. Song Qingcheng was so extravagant that she forgot everything she wanted to say.

"Xin Yue, there is an old woman and aunt looking for you outside." Someone's calling downstairs.

"Oh, here it is." Xinyue answered, "I'll talk to you later."

Xin Yue gets up and goes downstairs. Song Qingcheng looked at the time, "I almost have to go."When they came down together, they saw two people at the door. A white haired old lady, a woman in her forties.

As soon as Xin Yue came down, her colleagues downstairs told her that the two men were looking for her. As she walked along, she carefully looked at the two people in front of her. She didn't know them.

"Excuse me, are you looking for me?" Xin Yue asked politely.

The old man with white hair and the middle-aged woman looked at Xin Yue and song Qingcheng respectively. They both looked at each other with a smile on their faces. Then the middle-aged woman asked, "which one of you is Xin Yue?"

"I am..."

"She is..."

Xin Yue and song Qingcheng answer in one voice. Song Qingcheng points to Xin Yue.

Hearing this, the old lady and the woman turned their eyes to Xinyue. After another look, the old lady whispered, "well, she looks better than the TV. She's white and beautiful. It's a bit like husband and wife with our Jingting."

"Mom, is it a little too thin?" The middle-aged woman asked the old lady.

"It doesn't matter to be thinner. Let's take it home and take care of it. We're not afraid that we can't get fat."

"I think so." The woman nodded in agreement.

Xin Yue's face is confused by the two people in front of her, and she is uncomfortable. The key is, what else do you want to take her home to fatten up

She's a human, not a pet.

Most importantly, she didn't know these two people.

Even song Qingcheng blinked beside him, a little square.

Xin Yue and her look at each other, two people almost the same expression.

"That Ladies and gentlemen, do you recognize the wrong person? " In the end, Xin Yue took the lead.

Then the old lady and the woman stopped murmuring and turned to look at Xin Yue. At this time, the woman took out a picture from her bag, looked at the picture and looked at Xin Yue again.

Finally, the conclusion is, "yes, the person in the picture is you. However, you look much better than on TV. Next time a reporter takes a picture of you, remember to put on a better look. "