His Long Love

Ji Mengyao's face was even more displeased and said, "you are sick!"

Her scolding directly stimulated Ji Yao's actions to be more rude and savage, "shout! Call Dad! Shout

Ji Mengyao can't get rid of her. Ji Yao, who sells her strength on her, is like a wild animal who wants to tear her up and swallow her up. However, she can only cooperate with him.

This time, Ji Mengyao was completely tossed into a coma. Before she fell asleep, the thought in her mind was that Ji Yao might not really be a good destination. She should find a way back for herself.

And Ji Wanzhou is a good choice.

Before, Ji Mengyao chose to marry Ji Yao after Ji minhuai died, so that he could continue to live a good life.

Because Ji Yao has been more popular with Ji minhuai than Ji Wanzhou since she was a child. The possibility that Ji Yao is the new successor of Ji's group is much more likely than that of Ji Wanzhou. Therefore, she did not go to Ji Wanzhou.

But now it's not the same. The sudden rise of Ji Wanzhou, no longer the dandy look of these years, really surprised everyone.

Ji Mengyao's brain suddenly came up with a word to describe the sleeping lion of Ji Wanzhou.

No, we have to get this man as soon as possible, otherwise, it will be too late to be attacked by other women first!

Meng Qingge is very busy recently. She goes out early and comes back late every day. She has to make up for the fact that she has to ask for leave before, so she can't drag down the shooting progress of the whole crew.

In filming, she and Jiang Siyan have also built up some tacit understanding. In this way, they can cooperate better in filming, thus making the screen image of the characters more plump and three-dimensional.

Every day filming is very tired, go home to be Ji Wanzhou that bastard toss, finally one day unbearable, Meng Qingge took a pair of scissors to bed.

Season evening boat bath out, went into the bed, was about to press toward her, but saw her holding a pair of scissors to him.

Eyebrow flick, huh? What's the situation?

"What is Mrs. Ji doing?" Ji Wanzhou took a look at Meng Qingge's serious face and the pair of scissors she held in her hand. She laughed, "can't you murder your husband?"

Meng Qingge cold eyes, straight staring at the season evening boat, red lips light open, "self-defense."

Knowing what she meant by self-defense, Ji Wanzhou deliberately misinterpreted her meaning. Her lips were slightly hooked and her eyes flashed with a smile, "can't I satisfy Mrs. Ji? Mrs. Ji wants to solve it herself? "

"You Meng Qingge for a time did not know how to pick up his words, don't look over his face, voice coldly scolded a sentence, "shameless!"

Taking advantage of her spare time, Ji Wanzhou has quickly snatched the scissors from her hand, and then threw the scissors under the bed.

"Mrs. Ji, don't touch such dangerous props in the future." Season evening boat's eyebrow frowned, in case accidentally stabbed to her, that is not good, "hurt me don't matter, prick you are not good."

"I'd rather be stabbed to death." Meng Qingge turned the past, eyes closed, do not want to pay attention to him.

Ji Wanzhou circled her into her arms from the back, with a low voice of loss in her ears, "don't you want me to touch you?"

"What do you think?" Meng Qingge opened his eyes, drooped his eyes, and then closed them again, "isn't Mr. Ji always in the midst of a myriad of flowers and leaves not touching his body?"

Season evening boat stiff stiff, then embrace her more tightly, "OK, got it."

If it is true, from that night on, Ji Wanzhou really did not trouble her, every night just holding her to sleep, hand around her waist, her in his arms, not more than half a minute.

Once, when Meng Qingge woke up in the middle of the night, looking at his handsome face, he felt that he was quiet, innocent and innocent, but not so annoying.