Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

"He doesn't need money. Let's go; You can eat whatever you want. Are you poor? " Nangong orange has a nose facing the sky.

She said it to Ji Liangchuan on purpose.

Sure enough, Ji Liangchuan shook his back after receiving Nangong orange's words.

He finally understood, who to annoy, can't annoy his wife!

With a healthy hand, Han Jingshu took Nangong Cheng in her arm and followed Ji Liangchuan into the restaurant.

The business in the restaurant was booming. Under the leadership of the person in charge of the restaurant, the three took the elevator to Ji Liangchuan's special private room.

"President Ji, madam, Miss Han, please wait a moment." The person in charge respectfully stood aside and said.

"As the old rule, these dishes don't put spicy, but make them light. The others are still the same! "

Then the menu returned to Han Jingshu's hand: "I'm free, don't put spicy, thank you."

"You're welcome."

The atmosphere of the three people in the private room was a little depressed.

Han Jingshu felt that the light bulb was too dazzling and went to the bathroom on the pretext.

"What are you looking at me for?" Nangong Cheng raised his eyes and saw Ji Liangchuan staring at himself like a tiger, with a smile on his face and looking at the gloomy.

"You are my wife, can't you see?" Ji Liangchuan opens his mouth and comes. Nangong Cheng is depressed.

"Helpless." Nangong Cheng was completely open-minded, so he had no scruples.

Completely released myself.

Before long, all the exquisite dishes were on the table.

Han Jingshu sat down and felt a little uncomfortable, but she endured the delicious food.

"Jing Shu, eat more. The nutrition is balanced and the wound recovers quickly." Nangong orange said hello, and the heartache in his words was self-evident.

"OK."

Han Jingshu lowers her head to eat and ignores the two people opposite. She just wants to eat and leave.

It's too... Too bad.

Ji Liangchuan didn't say anything, only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding.

After dinner, Han Jingshu made an excuse to leave and went back to the West villa to have a rest.

Nangong Cheng saw Han Jingshu hurried away.

What did she run for?

"You, you're not feeling well?" Ji Liangchuan approached Nangong Cheng. If Nangong Che Cheng hadn't hid quickly, his lips would have kissed her.

Ji Liangchuan failed, naturally some lost.

"I'm tired."

Ji Liangchuan nodded.

On the way back, Nangong Cheng suddenly dozed off.

Maybe the environment was too comfortable and I fell asleep.

Ji Liangchuan looked at Nangong Cheng who was asleep and slowed down.

The car stopped at the door. It was just nine o'clock.

He looked at the people in the back seat sleeping soundly and didn't bother. He sat quietly in the car.

Didi

Nangong Cheng's mobile phone lit up for a while, and it lit up again a few minutes later.

Ji Liangchuan stretched out his hand and took his cell phone.

password?

Ji Liangchuan tried once, and then tried for the second time. He entered the date of their license and unlocked it?

Ji Liangchuan was in a better mood. When he clicked on the information, his face suddenly became overcast.

The message was sent by Yao Xiangxue, who repeatedly stressed that Nangong Cheng should leave.

Between the lines, there was dissatisfaction, complaint and even resentment towards Nangong Cheng.

Nangong's family is really ridiculous. She counts everything on her head.

Ridiculous.

At the thought of Yao Xiangxue temporarily calling grandpa that day, he was very bored.

Nangong Cheng moved, and Ji Liangchuan quickly put his mobile phone back.

The first time was a bit like being a thief. I was nervous. It's weird. He's not good at turning other people's mobile phones.

"Where are you?" Nangong Cheng sat up, rubbed her eyes and asked.

"Just got home." Ji Liangchuan said.

Back in the bedroom, Nangong Cheng saw Han Jingshu leaning against the bedroom door frame and examined her from top to bottom.