Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Mu Jingxi's look did not change.

She said to herself, "I haven't seen Yunchi so interested in anyone. It seems that he really likes Miss Qiao."

Mujingxi's thin lips are tight. Does Yunchi like Joan?

"Jingxi, do you think Miss Qiao will accept Yunchi?"

"I don't know." The man's voice is cold, and there is not much emotion mixed in it.

Ji Qingxin bit her lip, then lowered her head and smiled, "I think Yunchi and miss Qiao are a good match."

Upstairs, bedroom door.

Song Yunchi couldn't help being harassed like a dog scratching the door. Joan finally opened the door.

The handsome Director Song has a red and hot face.

Peach blossom eyes were full of evil spirit, leisurely stared at her, and the corners of her lips tilted slightly, "Qiao Xiaoan, you say you agree or disagree."

"Why!" Joanne sat on the sofa, her slender legs cocked up.

Song Yunchi frowned tightly, with one hand on his waist and the other on his forehead. "Miss Qiao, Jingxi is almost a married man. Why bother him? I can't. look at me. I'm no worse than him. "

Joanne gave a cry of disdain.

Much worse, okay!

"Qiao Xiaoan, what do you mean?" Song Yunchi clearly captured the disdain at the bottom of her eyes, rely on it!

I don't think he's as good as Mu Jingxi, do you?

This damn woman!

Don't think that if she is beautiful, she can commit murder with beauty!

"It's not interesting." Joan was worried about how to get him out.

A tall figure appeared at the door.

On the man's deep three-dimensional face, there was no superfluous expression. Even his voice was so cold that there was no fluctuation: "song Yunchi, what are you doing?"

Song Yunchi, who was named, angrily took back his hand that was going to hold Joan's shoulder. He coughed a little, and there was a touch of uneasiness on Jun's face, "nothing."

Suddenly, he felt something wrong. "Why did you come up?"

Mu Jingxi slightly picked his eyebrows and pointed to Qiao an, "I'm her bodyguard, close to her."

What do you mean, I'm here for a reason?

Song Yunchi strode forward to Mu Jingxi and lowered his voice, "Jingxi, I have something to say to Qiao Xiaoan. You avoid it first."

"What can't you say in front of me?"

Song Yunchi grits his teeth. He can't tell him that Joan actually has a daughter.

"In short, don't have any unreasonable thoughts about Qiao Xiaoan, you know?"

These words, heard in Mu Jingxi's ears, meant to warn him not to like Joan.

"Do you like her?"

A friend's wife should not be bullied. Similarly, a friend can't rob a woman he likes.

Although Mu Jingxi didn't want to have any relationship other than the task with Joan

Song Yunchi was stunned and his brain was running fast.

Does he like Joan, so he won't have any ideas about Joan?

Thinking of this, song Yunchi nodded with awe inspiring righteousness on his face, "HMM."

"I see."

A pillow flew in.

"What are you two muttering at my door?" said Joan discontentedly

Song Yunchi took the pillow back and sent it to her, "Qiao Xiaoan, remember what I said. I'm serious. "

Then he walked away.

Joanne angrily touched the tip of her nose. She's crazy!

Why should she remember his words?

Their eyes met unexpectedly in the air.