Chief, Love for you is wrong

Mo Bai seemed to know what Qin Jing was thinking. He smiled and nodded at her. The glazed pupils were full of tenderness.

The two chatted for a while. When the woman dried her hair, Qin Jing stood up and walked to the hall.

The woman spoke pure Chinese, "sister, thank you for your hair dryer."

When Qin Jing put away the hair dryer, she asked the woman's name. Her real name was one inch long. She couldn't remember her first name. Her Chinese name was very simple. Her English name was Jacy.

When asked why she spoke so pure Chinese, Xun glanced at Mo Bai one by one. The bottom of her eyes was gentle. She didn't answer, but Qin Jing knew it in her heart.

A foreigner speaks fluent Chinese. Only she knows the hard work, but the reason is for Mo Bai.

Looking at Mo Bai's indifferent reaction, it was another drama that the goddess had a heart and Xiang Wang had no dream.

Four people stood there cramped, especially looking for one by one. They were more embarrassed. Their hands overlapped in front of their abdomen kept rubbing. They wanted to see Mo Bai, but they didn't dare to see it. They were very nervous.

This is a woman who likes Mo Bai but doesn't like her. Qin Jing, who is a sister, is also embarrassed. She is not good to her or bad to her.

Qin Jing looked at the wall clock. It was more than ten o'clock before he came out to be a peacemaker. "One by one, do you mind if I call you that?"

Looking for one by one showed a hearty smile and a little embarrassed pursed his lips, "don't mind, my sister can call me."

Mo Bai frowned and said unhappily, "that's my sister, not your sister."

Poof, Qin Jing laughed. She beat Mo Bai's chest, "Bai Bai, how old are you? Listen to your tone just now, like a child robbed of candy."

Mo Bai's porcelain white face fainted and turned away.

Looking at Mo Bai's eyes blinking and blinking one by one, she was a little embarrassed, "no, I didn't notice. My sister is indeed AG's sister, not my sister. How would my sister like me to call you?"

After being asked for a tongue twister one by one, Qin Jing was a little confused. "We don't have much difference in age. You can call me Jingjing directly. My friends call me that."

Glancing at Wen Jili, who had been ignored all the time, Qin Jing shyly pulled him over, "one by one, this is my husband, Wen Jili."

As soon as he heard it, Xun 11 looked at Mo Bai for the first time. With his head on his side, people couldn't see his expression. Xun 11 took back his eyes, smiled and greeted Wen Jili.

"Hello, brother-in-law. My name is Xun 11. You can call me Jacy, or just like your sister, call me 11."

Listening to the introduction, Qin Jing twitched the corners of her mouth. How can this search be more conscious than her family Mo Bai? Mo Bai didn't shout a word about her brother-in-law. She shouted first?

Is it a circuitous war?

Mo Bai can't decide. Take care of his sister first, find out the cut-out from her, and then attack Mo Bai's solid fortress?

Finally, Qin Jing will stay for dinner one by one.

Mo Bai's practice is not wrong, but it can't be said to be correct.

Although he can't respond to her love, it doesn't make sense for him to let a girl curl up on the sofa and sleep all night in late autumn, let alone a girl in a foreign country.

It's almost time for lunch again. As a compensation, Qin Jing keeps her for lunch. What happens after that is Mo Bai's business.