The National Director is Mr. Perfect

It was 10 o'clock in the middle of the night, and both Jun Ci and Jiang Yi washed separately, put on pajamas and went to bed to rest.

Jun Ci turned off the lights and took out his phone to take a look.

The night was quiet, and only a small romantic sound could be heard outside the slightly open window.

As soon as Jun Ci took out the mobile phone, Jiang Yi reached out and took it away, and educate her dumbly: "Turning off the light and looking at the phone is not good for your eyes."

"..."

"Then turn on the lights."

The boy said that he was about to get up and turn on the bedside lamp. Jiang Yi stretched out a long leg to press her against her and stop her from moving, "I rarely come back once, so don't keep looking at the phone. Please talk to me."

"Row."

Jun Ci didn't argue, and lay flat, looking at him with his head tilted, "Then what do you want to say? I'll talk with you."

Jiang Yi: "..."

He didn't really want to say, he just wanted to do something impure...

He is not a saint, and he has not been able to see each other for so long in the military academy. Now that he has finally seen it, he must still be a little uncontrollable.

The person he likes is lying next to him. He can smell the tempting fragrance of the boy. He can't help it. The tip of his nose is close to Jun Ci's cheek, and he wants to kiss him when he raises his head, but he is caught by the boy. The hand stopped: "Do you remember that when we left in the morning, Little Spy and Xiao Ci were both at home."

Jiang Yi was a little upset when he was interrupted. He was stunned when he heard Jun Ci's puzzled question: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Did we see them when we came back?"

Jiang Yi thought for a while: "It doesn't seem to be."

When I came back, only the two silly dogs, piano and cello, were watching TV, and Li Ma was there. I did not see Xiao Ci and the little spy.

But when it comes to this topic, Jiang Yi feels that it is meaningless: "It's not our business if they are not there..."

Anyway, there is also a daughter of his own. Jiang Yi doesn't care about his daughter anymore.

The boy retracted a leg and kicked him: "Get out of bed and look at the back of my closet."

"..."

Jiang Yi seemed to understand something, and without turning on the light, got out of bed and walked behind the closet.

There was a gap in the back of Jun Ci's wardrobe. Jiang Yi walked over and took a look. In the corner, the little spy's eyes were faintly red.

Seeing Jiang Yi coming, I was a little excited: "Go on, Xiao Ci and I won't hinder you!"

Jiang Yi: "..."

If it weren't for the light, you would definitely be able to see the murderous look in Jiang Yi's eyes now.

With a sullen expression on his face, he picked up the little spy and Xiao Ci with one hand, and even his daughter did not show mercy, and both threw them out the door.

However, there is still a difference in treatment. The little spy just throws it indifferently, while Xiao Ci put it directly outside the door.

With a "bang", Jiang Yi directly closed the bedroom door!

The little spy was outside the door and said "pooh" at the door, but it was also due to the soundproofing of the room that the two people could not hear.

Xiao Ci saw it, and rushed over and patted the head of the little spy: "You spit on my dad, hit you!"

Little spy: "..."

The piano was originally in the kitchen. Seeing that the little spy was thrown out by Jiang Yi, he grinned. He was probably too happy, and his two paws kept slapped the floor with a smile.

The little spy pointed in the direction of the piano: "Trash!"

After that, he angrily took Xiao Ci's hand: "Xiao Ci, go, I will take you to play games, regardless of them."

Seeing this, the piano rushed over with a swish, and followed into the study.