Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

What a shame.

She hit me.

Noisy, came to the master bedroom door.

Lu Meng was a little nervous. She turned her head, lowered her voice and asked song Yunchi, "what should I do?"

"What to do?" Song Yunchi turned his head and looked at a nervous smile. He couldn't help being happy.

Cute, cute, cute.

Like a small soft little milk cat, she staggered and couldn't stand stably, and pitifully spoiled her master.

"Does medicine knock on the door?" Lu Meng asked uncertainly.

"Of course."

"What if my sister-in-law is resting? Will it disturb her? "

Lu Meng is in a very uneasy mood. She doesn't know whether to knock on the door or not, let alone how to comfort Joan later.

Her vacant appearance aroused the man's desire for protection. Song Yunchi fell on her head one by one, gently rubbed it twice, and comforted: "it's okay, knock it."

In that case, she knocked at the door.

Raise your hand. The bedroom door opens from the inside before you touch the door.

Lu Meng was dumbfounded and looked at Joan in shock, "sister-in-law... Sister-in-law, how did you come out?"

Joan put her arms around her and looked at the man beside Lu Meng with great interest.

Eyes hovered back and forth between the two.

"Sister in law, are you okay?" Lu Meng gave a cry and hugged Joan.

The head rubbed against her neck, rubbed and rubbed intimately, and read in pieces: "Wuwu... Sister-in-law, you miss you."

I'm so afraid of something happening to you.

Lu Meng flushed her eyes, hummed and sobbed.

When she cries, Joanne has no choice.

He raised his hand to hold her, patted her on the back and comforted her: "OK, Mengmeng, I'm fine. Eating well and sleeping well have no effect. "

"Cheat!" Lu mengcai didn't believe what she said. It was clear that she was lying to her!

How can leukaemia not affect, how can you eat well and sleep well

"Meng Meng, stop crying."

"Wuwu..."

Qiao'an raised her eyes to see song Yunchi and found that his eyes were always deeply fixed on Lu Meng. Is he

"Cough." Song Yunchi coughed and cleared his throat: "what's the matter, Qiao Xiaoan?"

"Hum." Joanne snorted, a look she knew too well.

Mu Jingxi looked at her with such eyes, but not as implicit as song Yunchi.

She knows better than anyone what such eyes mean.

It's just that Lu Meng doesn't understand that this silly little fool has been targeted by song Yunchi, an old fox.

It's worrying to dare to come with him.

"Sister in law, what's the matter with the mud?" Lu Meng was uneasy. She didn't understand why she looked at herself and song Yunchi so much. What happened?

She didn't understand. She subconsciously looked at Song Yunchi and asked him with her eyes: what happened? Why does my sister-in-law look at us like that?

Song Yunchi smiled with a meaningful smile on his thin lips, raised his hand, subconsciously wanted to fall on her head, and realized that someone was present, so he immediately withdrew his hand.

With an awkward cough, he put down his hand and hung it on his side, holding it falsely, "Jingxi said you were ill, so Lu Meng and I came to see you."

"The point is to come to see me or come with Lu Meng?"

"Of course I came to see you!" Song Yunchi's voice was a little nervous, as if he was afraid of being found.

However, the more he covered up, the more meaningful Joan's anti smile became.

That look seemed to say "OK, OK, don't explain, I know".

[just returned home. Catch a plane home. There's no time to write. I'm sorry, it may be 4 o'clock tonight!]