Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

As the woman bowed her head, the little warmth she had created with great difficulty in the morning disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a somewhat suffocating silence.

Wen Jili, who came out of the shower, was a little startled when he heard the woman's words. He glanced at the woman's drooping head in his eyes, paced past, and hooked the woman's chin.

Xiao Xiao, "I thought you would say, Mr. Wen, I like carrot-flavored shower gel."

Suddenly, his words dispelled the heavy atmosphere in the room, and the woman raised her eyes and glared angrily, "Why do I like carrot-flavored shower gel!"

"Little>

The man dropped the three words coolly, then turned around gracefully, completely ignoring the woman's flushed face.

When both of them had changed their clothes, Qin Jing's mouth still had a twitching expression, but when the man opened the door, she suddenly muttered, "Even if I'm a little>

Her words successfully made his hand on the doorknob pause, and the man's clear eyebrows were raised evilly, with a clear expression, he hesitated for a while, and then his thin lips moved slightly.

"You want to say, you fell in love with that woodcutter, turned into jade>

(The woodcutter refers to Wu>

Immediately, his expression returned to his usual coolness, and he walked gracefully to the hall.

Qin Jing's face darkened halfway, and he followed the man down the stairs sullenly. Halfway through, he exclaimed again.

"Oops, it's already 8 o'clock! I got up late in the morning, and I haven't made breakfast yet! Oops, grandma>

Before the man could respond, he hurriedly ran downstairs while talking.

Before reaching the kitchen, she saw the old lady walking towards the hall holding a pot of porridge with a smile on her face. Seeing the anxious Qin Jing, the old lady also stopped, "Jingjing is awake?"

Nodding in astonishment, he glanced at the steaming porridge, then at the energetic old lady. Looking at her, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

"Hehe, silly boy, why are you staying here, come over and have breakfast soon."

Granny>

"I told Lili last night that your hands are like this, so you might as well ask for leave and not go to work, but Lili didn't even ask you, and just answered me, saying that you won't ask for leave. Jingjing, tell me tits>

The old lady's angry voice came from the dining room, but Qin Jing stood stupidly at the door of the kitchen, and looked up at the man who had just reached the stairs and was turning to the dining room.

A pair of black casual trousers on the lower body, not as serious as orthodox trousers, nor as casual as ordinary casual trousers. It is elegant and lazy, but it does not lose the feeling of business.

The upper body is a white shirt, the belt in the middle is an atmospheric black gray, the leather is very good, with a touch of moisture.

A man's figure is a hanger figure. In layman's terms, it is a model figure. Putting any clothes on him will improve it by several levels.

His back was still as tall and slender as he remembered, exuding charming elegance. [