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She was still sleepy and wanted to sleep

However, he didn't want to drag him to go hungry, so he got up to wash himself.

……

Lunch is in the living room, Oriental Muxi is still wearing pajamas, that bedroom, she is afraid to step further.

The suitcase was also taken out by Sikong Yulian and put in his guest room.

Although we know that the ghost press bed can be explained scientifically, the fear I experienced is still a big stone in my heart without any trace of movement.

She was afraid. She was really afraid.

"Eat more, you don't have breakfast." Si Yu, put down the chopsticks for her.

Oriental Muxi bit chopsticks, tilted his head and said in distress, "brother Yulian, can we not live here?"

This is a hotel owned by Sikong international. This suite is specially reserved for the people of Sikong family. It is not open to the public.

Sikong Yulian knows that there is no homicide in this suite, but she is still afraid, so let's not live.

"Yes." Sikong Yulian nodded, "then live in the villa."

The villa under his name in Z City has been vacant, and it is cleaned by hourly workers twice a week.

This time I came in a hurry. I stayed in the hotel directly.

East Mu Xi listened, smile climbed up the corner of his mouth, bit chopsticks and nodded, "Hmm! Good

Sikong Yulian laughs and feeds the shrimp directly to her: "open your mouth."

"Ah." She opened her mouth and waited to be fed.

In the afternoon, Sikong Yulian had a project to talk about. Oriental Muxi grabbed his sleeve and bit his lip: "brother Yulian, I will go with you."

"Talking about projects, you'll be bored..."

"Bored, I will follow you." Anyway, she made up her mind not to be alone.

"Follow me in what capacity?"

“…… Secretaries and secretaries are fine. "

“OK。” Sikong Yulian readily agreed. She looked at her from head to toe and frowned slightly: "but you need to change your clothes first. “

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In the hotel lobby, Yao Qingwen and Liu Yang are sitting on the sofa waiting for Sikong Yulian.

Oriental Muxi looks down at his clothes all the way. He doesn't like it. He pulls here and there with his hands from time to time to express his dissatisfaction.

Especially to the lobby, see Yao Qingwen body clothes, she is more depressed!

Why can Yao Qingwen unfasten three buttons on her shirt, why can her sleeves reach her elbows, why her narrow skirt fits so well and can be as long as her thighs!

Her buttons are tight, and her sleeves can't be pulled up. Skirt and skirt are the most irritating!

If it doesn't fit, it's OK to tie it with a small belt, but why should it reach the calf?!

Wide loose no aesthetic feeling even if the length is not so cute!

There are also, the bridge of the nose on the frame of this pair of black glasses is what the ghost!

"President, Miss Oriental."

Yao Qingwen's eyes lingered on the Oriental Muxi for a while, and stopped talking.

Oriental Muxi tooted his mouth, glared at the culprit around him, and then said sadly, "Yao Zongzhu, if you have any words, you can say it."

"Ah?" Yao Qingwen was stunned for a moment, then hesitated to look at Sikong Yulian, as if to make up his mind, should not say.

The latter turned a blind eye, she could only bitterly open her mouth: "Miss Oriental, how can you dress like this..."

"I'll go with you to talk about cooperation and act as a vase Secretary temporarily." Oriental Muxi said "vase" and awkwardly pulled the skirt, "but It seems that I can't bear the word vase any more... "

Yao Qingwen looks surprised: "you want to go with us?"

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