Holding her face and biting her lips, she called her, "Joanne."

The woman's soft voice, like a kitten, gave a cry.

It's like responding to him low.

Mu Jingxi smiled in a low voice, pecked her lip and loosened her.

Getting up from her, Mu Jingxi took the quilt and covered her, "I'll get you clothes."

Leaving the ward, Mu Jingxi saw that Jiang Xun had not left.

He paused, his face condensed, his eyes fell on the sealed document bag in his hand, pondered for a moment, and coldly said, "Jiang Xun, this matter is confidential and no third person is allowed to know."

"Three little, I understand!" Jiang Xun said again, looking at the sealed bag in his hand, "San Shao, do you want to destroy it?"

"No need." Thin lips pulled out a cold smile, "it's still useful to keep it."

"Yes!"

Joanne waited for a while, then a nurse knocked at the door and brought her a suit of clothes.

Mu sanshao is still a cleanliness addict. Her original clothes were touched by two killers and stained with their blood.

Took it off her and threw it away.

"Miss Qiao, do you think it's the right size?"

Joanne took a look at the inner ~ clothes. She was so stupid. Is it so small?

She looked embarrassed. "Who chose the clothes for me?"

"San Shao chose it for you. Don't you like it?"

Joanne: "

Mu Jingxi, your uncle!

Is my chest that big?!

The nurse saw that her face suddenly changed and stepped back a little scared, "Miss Qiao, if you don't like it, I'll tell San Shao and let him re..."

"No, thanks."

Joan smiled and thanked. She wanted to leave the hospital as soon as possible and reluctantly put on the clothes chosen by Mu Jingxi.

After getting on the bus, Mu Jingxi found that her face was very gloomy.

Thought she was still angry about the kiss in the ward, so she didn't speak.

On the way back to the official residence, the atmosphere in the carriage was gloomy and strange to the extreme.

The driving guard can only drive as fast as possible on the basis of safety.

Pray for early liberation!

The brightly lit official residence is like a luxurious palace.

Back to the west wing, Mu Jingxi opened the door and stretched out his hand, "here it is."

Joan stared at the hand in front of her, raised her hand and patted it away ruthlessly, "take away your smelly hand!"

Mu Jingxi: "

Where did he provoke her?

Women are inexplicable creatures.

After a deep breath, she was strangled. Joan had to hunch her back slightly and gasp hard.

"Why, uncomfortable?" Mu Jingxi held her shoulder and frowned.

A cold and handsome face showed a look of concern.

Joanne glanced at him, slapped him twice and clapped his hand away.

Trembling hands, pointing to the tip of his nose, "Mu Jingxi... You, you..."

"Huh?"

"Your chest is a!!!"

After yelling, Joanne ran away.

Mu Jingxi stood in place and watched her running away angrily, frowning in confusion.

As soon as she entered the room, Joan saw Li Qinghuan in a champagne silk nightgown, her lazy long hair curled slightly, the collar of the Nightgown was open, and she was drinking with a glass of water.

Seeing Joan, Li Qing smiled and asked, "Miss Qiao, are you back?"

"Yes."

Joanne didn't have time to talk more nonsense with her. She just wanted to go back to the bedroom and take off her rags as soon as possible.

"San Shao, why didn't you come back with you?"

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