Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Forced to hold the roses, Joanne almost threw the flowers out.

Her beautiful eyes rippled, "what's up?"

"Don't play silly."

Song Yunchi knew that she began to pretend to be stunned again and lowered her voice to remind her: "I'll give you a mobile phone and you promise me one thing."

"Oh."

Joanne looked blankly, "and then?"

She didn't deny it.

Song Yunchi breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, she was quite trustworthy.

Thinking of this, director Song felt a trace of guilt in his heart, "then promise me one thing."

"What's up?"

"Here." Song Yunchi raised his chin slightly and pointed to Ji Qingxin, "don't embarrass her, a pregnant woman, OK?"

Even if you like Jingxi again, you shouldn't embarrass a pregnant woman, Qiao Xiaoan!

You said you had a daughter. What are you doing pestering Jingxi!

Joan's eyes turned cold, instantly changed her face, threw the flowers into his arms, turned and left.

"Hello!"

Song Yunchi caught up and put his hand on her shoulder, "Joan, don't go."

Qiao an's eyes were cold, and he grabbed the hand that fell on his shoulder with his backhand. He fell over his shoulder.

Boom!

A dull noise.

The handsome Director Song was unprepared and fell to the ground by her, and the petals scattered all over the ground.

Bright petals, handsome man.

He was in the middle of the petals. At the moment, he had some decadent beauty.

Song Yunchi clenched his fist and beat angrily: "Qiao Xiaoan!"

"Sorry, conditioned reflex."

Without a sincere apology, Joan went back to the bedroom.

With a bang, he slammed the door.

Ji Qingxin stepped forward and carefully helped song Yunchi up from the ground, with concern on his face, "Yunchi, are you okay?"

Joan is still as rampant as ever, even song Yunchi doesn't pay attention.

But that's good. One day she'll kick the iron plate.

Song Yunchi asked a pregnant woman to help her. He smiled and said, "it's okay. I'm playing with her."

You can only force your respect like this!

Ji Qingxin had a "I understand" expression. She smiled shyly, "maybe Miss Qiao doesn't like roses. Why don't you change a flower?"

"Well, good idea." Song Yunchi answered perfunctorily, stood up and patted the petals on his body.

Wondering how to get Joan to promise him.

Ji Qingxin put forward an idea with understanding. "Miss Qiao is arrogant, but I believe that as long as she persists, she will be moved."

"Huh?" Song Yunchi was stunned. What's this with?

Ji Qingxin bowed his head and smiled, "it's okay, I understand."

Then she went downstairs.

Song Yunchi was too lazy to explain to her. He rushed to the door of qiao'an's bedroom and knocked on the door: "Qiao Xiaoan, come out."

“……”

"Open the door!"

"Make more noise and let the dog bite you!"

Song Yunchi sneered and laughed on the spot, "you let a dog out and I'll have a look."

"Jingxi, are you going upstairs?"

Ji Qingxin, who went downstairs, just met Mu Jingxi, who was going upstairs, on the stairs.

There was no superfluous expression on his handsome unmarried face, and he nodded gently.

Ji Qingxin looked back at the direction of the corridor, held his arm, pulled him downstairs and told him softly, "Jingxi, it's inconvenient for you to go up and disturb now."

"What do you mean?"

"Yunchi is chasing Miss Qiao. I think they two... Have a lot of fun." Ji Qing carefully observed his look.