Speaking of this, Joan hesitated for a moment. Mu Jingxi is still recovering from his injury. It's not suitable to get medicine now.

As an aunt, she should go.

After chatting with Lu Yin for more than an hour, Joan hung up.

When she put down her mobile phone, it was hot. Remembering that Mu Jingxi was still upstairs, she planned to go to the kitchen and bring him a bowl of soup.

Just about to get up, the bony hand fell on her shoulder and pressed her back on the sofa.

Looking up in surprise, Joan looked at the man who didn't know when he appeared behind him, "when did you come down?"

Does he walk silently?

Scared her to death!

And how long did he stand and what did he hear?

"Just came for a while."

Mu Jingxi's face was smelly and his mood was extremely bad,

Around the sofa, he sat down next to her. On TV, there were variety shows. Several MC were laughing.

However, it can not bring the audience's laughter.

Mu Jingxi held her hand, held it in his hand, pinched it and played with it.

Joanne looked sideways at him, well, angry!

It's just that this is good. Why are you angry?

"Mu Jingxi, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." The man's tone was understated, but everyone knew that he was angry.

Joanne cleared her throat and felt what she should do. "Well... I'll bring you a bowl of soup in the kitchen?"

"I don't want to drink."

"Get you some fruit?"

"I don't want to."

"How about a cigarette?" Joanne vaguely remembers that he smokes.

It's just that I'm not very addicted to smoking. Sometimes I smoke one or two when I'm in a bad mood or irritable.

The man finally turned his head slowly and looked at her. His deep eyes glanced at her with extreme complexity.

Joanne touched her face with one hand: "is there anything on my face?"

"... I prefer smoke afterwards."

"What?" Joanne asked curiously, her beautiful eyes blinking and blinking.

A look of ignorance and innocence.

In my heart, I scolded Mu Jingxi from head to toe!

be insatiable!

shame on you!

Big hooligan!

I still smoke after the event. I think it's beautiful!

"Forget it..." Mu Jingxi looked at her and turned her head again, still emitting low pressure.

The servants noticed that the three were in a bad mood and hung their heads one after another. They didn't dare to breathe.

The man's big dry and warm palm held her hand, pinched and rubbed it. Joan endured it for a while, then pulled her hand back, "I'll take it back when I've had enough."

"Not enough."

Joanne: "

You're still proud, aren't you?

If it weren't for your being a patient, I would have jumped up and burst your head.

Take a deep breath. She told herself to bear it.

This is a big watermelon. It's the big watermelon that just got the life-saving medicine for Yunjin baby.

No.

Don't be angry.

"Guagua, can you stop being angry?" Joanne leaned up, put her head on his shoulder, and asked slowly in a soft voice.

The man's sexy thin lips twitched slightly. He turned his head and told her very seriously, "don't call melon."

"What's that called?"

"In short, don't shout."

"You are unreasonable." Joan looked pretty and analyzed it to him, "who let you have a West in your name, watermelon, how appropriate."

"You can call." Mu Jingxi's thin lips outlined a sinister smile, and his cold eyes twinkled with a strange light.

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