Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

Quan Jingwu stood up cooperatively and knocked her head with his fingers, "heartless little fellow."

She clapped his hand, took his cell phone and clicked on the music. "I'm playing a concert here. Won't it bother you?"

"No."

Hearing the speech, Jian Qing put on the music with confidence. Quan Jingwu just returned to his desk and sat down. The voice in his ear surprised him.

The soothing and gentle classical music, with the depth of the cello and the joy of the violin, with a touch of sadness, penetrates the soul and makes people relax inadvertently.

Quan Jingwu looked up at the man on the sofa, raised his lips and smiled, and then dealt with the piles of documents on the table.

Jian Qing lies comfortably on the sofa with a quiet and comfortable look and classical music in circulation.

I don't know when, her breathing became lighter and she went into a light sleep vaguely.

For a long time, Quan Jingwu looked up and saw the simple and quiet sleeping face. Somewhere in the bottom of my heart was filled with tenderness and felt the comfort I had never had before.

The documents in his hand could no longer be seen. Quan Jingwu stood up and walked over.

The footsteps stopped in front of the sofa, Quan Jingwu squatted down, purple eyes looked at her sleeping face, and the corners of her lips drowned in a shallow arc.

Bending over to approach, Yu Guang suddenly darkened his eyes when he saw something falling on the sofa.

The small black object was very small and fell alone beside Jane Qing. It seemed that it should have accidentally fallen out of her trouser pocket.

Quan Jingwu stretched out his hand to pick it up, his purple eyes reflected the things held by his fingertips, and his bright red lips pursed a cold arc.

Micro pinhole camera!

Ge Di, the cell phone rings. Quan Jingwu looks at Jian Qing's slightly frowned appearance, stands up and quickly walks back to his desk.

When I picked up my cell phone, it was Quan Mingxuan.

Press to answer, Quan Mingxuan's voice came into his ear, "Jingwu, guess who grandpa saw in an house today?"

Quan Jingwu lowered his voice, looked at Jian Qing who still didn't wake up, and said, "my daughter-in-law."

It's boring to be guessed so soon.

Quan Mingxuan said, "Grandpa went to anzhai today, but he saw a good play. As soon as he came back, he praised Jianqing. In other words, didn't Jianqing tell you what happened in anzhai today?"

Quan Jingwu frowned, "make it clear."

On the phone, Quan Mingxuan beamed and talked about what happened today. Quan Jingwu's momentum changed and the waves in his eyes.

The strength of the pinhole camera in the palm looks like it is going to be crushed.

Xiang Cheng!

"I know." Quan Jingwu's cold voice showed a penetrating coolness. Across the phone, Quan Mingxuan felt that his hair was about to stand up.

"Jingwu, don't be impulsive, you..."

Without waiting for Quan Mingxuan's persuasion, Quan Jingwu hung up directly.

The palm is spread out, and the pinhole camera is cold with metal under the refraction of the sun.

Quan Jingwu's long and narrow eyes flashed a trace of hostility, and the evil spirit released all over was like Shura coming back from purgatory field.

Bloodthirsty, cruel!

Half a ring, Quan Jingwu put things into his pocket, walked back to the sofa, squatted down slowly, and Jun's face approached her quiet sleeping face.

The tip of the nose is facing the tip of the nose. Quan Jingwu can almost feel the ups and downs of her chest and her warm body when she breathes.

Like a treasure, he carefully depicted her soft lip with his thumb.

"Fool!"

The expected kiss fell with his doting voice.

A fool who carries everything alone.

His good treasure is so stupid. What if he is distressed?