Trembling hands, touch your face.

Feeling the raised scar, Li Qinghuan clenched his teeth and wished he could kill Mu Jingxi himself!

This cruel man is going to destroy her!

Then, don't blame her for being cruel!

…………

Song Yunchi is very busy these days. The work of the CIA is enough for him to keep his feet off the ground.

But I received a call from Lu Meng and asked him to go back.

At the thought of Lu Meng, song Yunchi only sighed.

The little ancestor came up with a way to trouble him again.

"OK, I'll come tonight."

"What time?" At that end, Lu Meng asked angrily.

Glancing at the documents on his desk, he roughly estimated, "it should be late. You go to bed first and don't have to wait for me."

"What do you mean I don't have to wait for you?" If he wasn't on the phone, Lu Meng really wanted to roll his eyes, "I don't wait for you."

"Well, well, you don't wait for me. I'll go back myself, huh? "

"What time?"

"After about eleven o'clock."

"So late?" Lu Meng was surprised. After eleven o'clock, she probably fell asleep.

How can you torture him?

After thinking about it, Lu Meng failed to find a compromise, so she simply hung up the phone.

After 11:30 PM, song Yunchi returned to the villa.

The servant welcomed him into the hall, "Mr. Song, Miss Song has rested. Go back to your bedroom and have an early rest. "

"OK." Song Yun nodded late and walked upstairs.

Before returning to his bedroom, he turned around and went to Lu Meng's bedroom.

She has no habit of locking back, which gives him an opportunity.

Carefully pushing open the bedroom door, he dodged in.

Two yellow wall lamps at the head of the bed soften the warmth of a room.

Lu Meng lay on the bed and fell asleep.

She has a notebook and a pen at hand.

When I approached, I saw the handwriting on my notebook.

Let him brush the toilet. 2. Let him wash his feet. 3. Squeeze mustard into his toothpaste. 4. Print lipstick on his shirt... 15. Shave his hair while he is asleep...]

She listed a total of more than 20 articles. The more she went to the back, the more scrawly her handwriting became.

The more you look down, the more afraid Song Yun is.

Fortunately, he came to her bedroom, otherwise, after tomorrow, wouldn't he be miserable?

Shaved hair?

TT hole?

Thinking of this, song Yunchi couldn't help laughing. Did she want to get pregnant?

If so, he had to pretend that he didn't know anything.

It seems good to have a child.

Look, Mu Jingxi now has his wife and daughter. It's false to say that he doesn't envy.

It's just Lu Meng, which gives him a headache.

He leaned over and pinched Lu Meng's soft face. Song Yun Chi Qiang resisted the impulse to kiss her and whispered with a smile, "then, I wish you success."

The next morning, less than seven.

Song Yunchi heard a click from the door lock.

He pretended to be sleeping. Sure enough, after a while, he heard a slight sound of footsteps.

The footsteps gradually walked towards the bathroom.

He opened his eyes quietly, saw a figure sneaking into the bathroom, and closed the door with a guilty heart.

His thin lips made him smile, and he closed his eyes again.

Soon, the man slipped away again.

"Miss, are you so early today?"

Downstairs, the servants were still cleaning, when they saw Lu Meng coming downstairs in her pajamas.

She was in good spirits and greeted them with a smile, "good morning, everyone. I got up early today, ha ha."

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