Madam, president loves you secrectly

Sooner or later, even Jun Xiao will have a good impression on her. At that time, they will be happier. She will erase everything in the past, and she believes that this day will not be too far away.

"Auntie, then... How does the Junlin young master treat Manxi?" her expression and words are weak, which can win people's sympathy.

"Young master Junlin is also very good to miss Manxi. There are three people, oh, yes, and miss shallow. It should be four people. They all grew up watching each other, but miss shallow didn't like playing with young master Junlin when she was a child. I can't figure out what children were thinking at that time."

The aunt who felt she was really old smiled.

"Oh, so it is. There is a shallow lady here." it turns out that there is a daughter in this family?

"Miss shallow is Miss Manxi's cousin, not the daughter of the master's wife, but the master and his wife died early. Miss shallow also grew up with the master's wife, and has a good relationship with Miss Manxi."

"Although Miss shallow looks bored with unfamiliar people, in the future, when you really move in, you will get familiar with them slowly."

Aunt's words are all reassuring her. Don't worry.

"Aunt, you already know aunt Wen's plan?"

"Madam, the first one to breathe is Miss Manxi. Miss Manxi agreed at once, and the second person to inform is me."

While she was talking, she also stretched out her hand and patted the back of Zhou danruo's hand: "don't worry, I know the Song family best. I'm kind-hearted. You won't suffer when you come."

"Well." Zhou danruo was held by her greasy hand because she had taken those bowls and spoons, and there was a sudden disgust in her eyes.

But I can only learn from a good student and nod to her.

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"Come in." after the knock on the door, father song's deep and thick voice with a sense of vicissitudes came from the room on the second floor.

Jun Xiao stood outside and took a deep breath. Then he raised his hand and unscrewed the door handle. As soon as the door opened, he stood outside the door and said hello to song Fu inside.

"Uncle song, good evening."

Song's father has been guarding song Manxi's side. When he heard the knock on the door, he thought it was his aunt looking for him, but unexpectedly, it was Jun Xiao.

He stood up and looked back at the 17-year-old boy. Under the light, his face was even paler, but he couldn't suppress his steady and motionless momentum.

"It's ah Xiao. I thought it was my aunt. Come in first. You came to see sissy after listening to what Jun said?"

This is the first time Jun Xiao has stepped into song Manxi's boudoir. He hesitates when he stands outside. He is covered with water and drips all the way. If he goes in, the floor of song Manxi's room will suffer.

"I... I'm wet. I'd better wait until I'm dry."

Song's father was also a rough man. If he hadn't said so, he might not have noticed that Jun Xiao's clothes were all wet.

"Tut, you child, what if you catch a cold? Your grandmother has to worry again. Go, go, come in, take a hot bath in the bathroom in sissy's room, and I'll go to the room to help you find a suit of pajamas suitable for you."

"But..."

Actually want to go in and take a bath in Song Manxi's bathroom?

His complexion was normal, incomparably normal, but only he knew that his ears had already had a rising heat.