Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"How do I know you're not dressed properly?"

"Ah... Son of a bitch!"

In a hurry to change his clothes, Joan just opened the door and suddenly felt dizzy.

"Be careful!"

A man's magnetic voice hides anxiety.

The next second, the body has steadily fallen into the man's arms.

Mu Jingxi hugged her, frowning with Yingting's eyebrows, and his eyes were familiar with: "what's the matter with you?"

"I..."

Joanne was about to say she had low blood sugar when the door of the next room opened.

Ji Qingxin's face is very pale. She looks at this scene and a cold dark light crosses the bottom of her eyes. Joan, can't you wait?

"Jingxi." Ji Qingxin bit his lips, and his slender body was teetering.

"Love, what's the matter with you?"

"You..."

Her voice trembled and she looked at him and Joan with a touch of shock and pain.

With one hand caressing his lower abdomen, Ji Qingxin's face turned pale again. The water light at the bottom of his eyes floated, and his shaky body seemed to fall down at any time.

"Love, don't think too much."

Mu Jingxi explained calmly.

Joan raised her eyes and glanced at Ji Qingxin. Her red lips tilted slightly and struggled.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly and clearly.

"Put me... Down." Joanne was angry. "Your fiancee seems very uncomfortable."

Mu Jingxi: "

Does she know what she looks like now?

Joan's sudden understanding made Mu Jingxi uncomfortable for a moment.

Ji Qingxin was still crying. Mu Jingxi had to ask Qiao an in his arms, "can you stand firm?"

"Yes." She nodded softly.

"OK." Mu Jingxi put her down, and Joan stood firm with one hand on the wall.

Retreat for progress, right?

She can, too.

Joanne held the wall pitifully and walked downstairs slowly.

She felt a deep frozen look, always falling on her back, and she couldn't help raising the corners of her lips.

But in my heart, I scold you secretly. Mu Jingxi, you big watermelon, really like little white flowers!

Downstairs, Song Yun Chi sat leisurely on the sofa, drinking the tea made by the servant.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up and narrowed his eyes with interest: "what's the matter with Miss Qiao?"

"Hypoglycemia."

Joanne stretched out her hand and said to the little blushing maid, "little cute, come and help me."

"Yes, Miss Joe."

The maid ran up quickly and helped her down the stairs.

Joan sat on the sofa. The maid said uneasily, "Miss Qiao, shall I bring you a glass of milk first?"

"Little cute, it's so sweet, okay ~"

Song Yunchi rubbed his curved chin with one hand, and a thought-provoking light crossed the bottom of his eyes. "I said, Miss Qiao, you have two opposite attitudes towards men and women."

"Why, do you have a problem?"

"Aren't you a crook?"

Song Yunchi has heard many stories about lace.

Look at her good temper towards the maid. Song Yunchi has to misunderstand her.

Joanne took a sip of milk and almost didn't spray it on the spot.

She raised her eyes and glared at Song Yunchi, "you are curved, your whole family is curved!"

Song Yunchi: "

It's not as bad as your family, Miss Joe!

Before mujingxi went downstairs, Joan drank up a glass of milk at one go, then got up and sat down with song Yunchi.

Keep your voice down and use a voice that only two people can hear.