Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

What's more, it was sent to Mu's official residence, which makes people wonder.

"I don't know." Mujingxi rarely saw her confused little fool, with a slight pick on her eyebrows, "do you want to check it?"

"Check her?"

"Yes."

Joan waved her hand in disapproval. "No, if she really has something to find me, she will appear again."

"Big heart." Mu Jingxi rubbed her face, and Joan clapped his hand discontentedly, "it hurts!"

"Kiss and it won't hurt." Thin lips covered her face and pecked a few bites.

Little glutinous rice covered his eyes and read in pieces, "don't look at me if I'm not polite..."

Joan stared at him shyly and whispered, "look at you. You're a bad example for little glutinous rice."

"This can only prove that her parents have good feelings and that her family will be harmonious. In an atmosphere of love, it is more conducive to her physical and mental health. "

"Perverse reason!"

Little glutinous rice had sharp ears. When he heard it, he echoed, "Dad, you're unreasonable!"

Mu Jingxi accepted all the complaints from the mother and daughter, but did not change them.

The next day, Mu Jingxi returned to the official residence with little glutinous rice.

The package sent by Han Xintong has been checked and there are no dangerous goods.

It's just a diary. The guard doesn't dare to read it privately.

"Three little, this is the diary."

The pink diary looks full of girlish heart, and a small golden lock locks the diary.

The edges and corners have been burred and look old.

"Dad, what's this?"

Little glutinous rice lay curiously on his back with his head on his shoulder. His big watery eyes blinked and blinked. As soon as his small claws stretched out, he was going to catch it.

"Don't move, it's numb."

Little glutinous rice angrily took back his hand, "numb things, why can't little glutinous rice see?"

"This is something about privacy. We should respect other people's privacy ~ rights, so we can't read it without your consent."

Little Glutinous Rice doesn't understand. In short, it's right not to read hemp's diary.

Mu Jingxi can't imagine what this diary will write and record.

Mood?

Or... Secret love?

Whatever it is, Mu Jingxi doesn't want to see it.

Suddenly, I was in a bad mood.

Little glutinous rice slipped off his back and ran to play with lightning.

It snowed outside, and the room was warm. In front of the French window, little glutinous rice supported his hands on the glass, and his small mouth opened in surprise. He watched the snowflakes floating down from the air.

Lightning, like a loyal knight, sat beside her and guarded the little master.

One person, one dog, the picture is very warm.

On Sunday, Joan squeezed out a day to return to the official residence.

Mu Jingxi took out the diary and handed it to her, "yours."

"Eh?" Joan hesitated and took the diary. In her memory, she didn't seem to have the habit of writing a diary

From small to large, Qiao ran and Bo Wenze loved her very much. It's not too much to say that she was loved by thousands of people. Her childhood was carefree. Where did she have the habit of keeping a diary.

"Isn't it yours?"

Mu Jingxi looked at her carefully. Indeed, she didn't look like lying.

What's the purpose of her classmates sending her this diary?

"No matter what, look at it first."

The guard unlocked the lock. Joan opened her diary. Gradually, her face changed slightly

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