Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Joan kicked the gossip song Yunchi and gave him a white eye. "Director Song, can you not be so dirty?"

At least people who eat national ~ family ~ food, can their thoughts be healthy and upward?

"People are also good at food and color." Song Yunchi is not ashamed at all.

Joan snorted, "aren't you afraid Mu Jingxi will beat you?"

"It's worth beating him up for his privacy!"

"You're shaking ~ M."

Joan struggled twice, and the metal handcuffs made several clear sounds. "Director Song, can you untie it for me?"

"No, Jingxi will beat people." Song Yunchi immediately retreated a distance.

Joanne: "

Closing her eyes, she said weakly, "I'm going to rest. Go away."

"That's right." Song Yunchi took out a small brocade box. "I almost forgot my business."

When he opened his eyes, Joan glanced at him coldly, "what business?"

"This is a gift that Miss Li asked me to give you. Take it."

"Li Qinghuan, Miss Li?"

"Yes." Song Yunchi looked at her with an idiot expression. "Otherwise, which Miss Li do you know in Kyoto?"

Li Qinghuan?

Joanne had a funny laugh.

With her woman's intuition, Li Qinghuan is not a good stubble. At least, there is a discord between them.

She will give her gifts. It's a red rain.

It's incredible.

"How could miss li give me a present?"

"How do I know?" Song Yunchi stuffed the brocade box into her arms, "cold dust asked me to help. I'm just an errand runner. I don't know anything."

Ye Hanchen... Li Qinghuan.

Joan understands that ye Hanchen must be worried that she will be bullied by him after she is taken away by Mu Jingxi.

You can't call, so let song Yunchi come and find out.

Nominally, Li Qinghuan wanted to give her a gift, but in fact... It was to inquire about the situation.

According to song Yunchi's gossip, if you know something in the official residence, you will be eager to share it with him.

"I took the gift. Thank Miss Li for me."

Song Yunchi's expression of "I'm afraid of you" said, "you girls are hypocritical. You still trust so many relationships with a gift. Can't you just give it directly? Thank you. Don't you just thank me directly? Would you like me to tell you that my director of the CIA office is idle?

"I think you are really idle."

The man's cool voice came from the bedroom door.

Song Yunchi was so excited that he suddenly stood up, "Jingxi, how did you come back?"

"This is my bedroom. I need to say hello to you when I come back?" Mu Jingxi stared at him with cold eyes without a trace of temperature and walked away.

Song Yunchi waved awkwardly, "no, of course I don't mean that."

He hurried out of his position. "I just came to see Qiao Xiaoan. I'm relieved that she's okay. You talk, don't bother you, I'll go first! "

Then he greased the soles of his feet and slipped away.

Joan said angrily to his back, "song Yunchi, you counsellor!"

"The director doesn't advise at all!"

People slipped away, leaving a sonorous and powerful retort, which echoed in the corridor.

Mu Jingxi stood by the bed with a pair of deep dark cold eyes, looking down at her from a commanding position, with a little mockery, "it seems that the bedroom is too good for you."

"What do you mean?"

Ten minutes later, Joanne knew what the big watermelon meant.

Her prison changed from a bedroom to a pavilion in the garden.