Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

After coming out of the shower, Qin Jing had a dry towel on his head, and he grabbed it with both hands. He just went to cut his hair a few days ago, and now he has short fluffy hair, which is not much longer than Wen Jili's. , and then blow for about 2 minutes, the hair will be dry, convenient and quick.

After tidying things up, Qin Jing lay on the big bed halfway, while Wen Jili was still busy in the study. Since she was pregnant in the second half of the 6th month, in order to reduce radiation, Wen Jili needed to use a computer for office work. Under normal circumstances, I usually go to the study and come back after I finish my work.

Qin Jing glanced at the cellphone on the bedside table, recalling the photos she had seen in the afternoon, she picked up the cellphone, squeezed it, let go, squeezed it again, took a deep breath, and patted her cheek , let yourself look more natural, and dialed Chen Xiaoting's number.

"Xiaoting, what are you doing?" The tone of voice was as brisk as ever.

"I'm reading a book." Chen Xiaoting on the phone took the phone | to look at the time, "It's almost 11 o'clock, you still not going to bed? It's better for children to go to bed early and wake up late." [

"Shouldn't you sign up for the postgraduate entrance examination soon? I see that there are still about half a year left in the personal circles of my students who are going to take the postgraduate entrance examination. Some of them are so exaggerated that they start to write on it that they must pray to gods and worship Buddha."

Chen Xiaoting replied with a smile, "It should be said that from the beginning of the postgraduate entrance examination, I prayed to God and Buddha while reading books, hoping to pass. There is still one month to sign up. It will start in mid-to-late September."

Chen Xiaoting was still talking about the postgraduate entrance examination on the phone, Qin Jing began to bite her fingers, and frowned delicately, she wanted to ask Chen Xiaoting if she had taken those photos with Martin, but she didn't know how to ask.

Luo Yi showed her about ten photos today, some of them were Chen Xiaoting's profile, some were from the back, and some were from the front. Looking at the photos, eight out of ten are true, but...

The more he thought about it, the more he became entangled, and Qin Jing's heart was thrown into a ball. If he asked, if there was a shot, Chen Xiaoting was so smart, she would have guessed that there was something wrong with her question. That period, after all, was an unspeakable bullying|humiliation. Now that Chen Xiaoting's life has just stabilized and improved, it is too cruel to ask her about those things.

Chen Xiaoting on the phone saw that she had said so much, but Qin Jing didn't respond, so she quickly asked her on the phone if she was listening, or fell asleep while listening, Qin Jing took a deep breath, smiled and replied, "Yes. Xiao Wenwen was kicking me just now. I chatted with him. No, I forgot about you. How is Mama Chen? I don’t have time to visit her recently, I’m really sorry.”

"It's pretty good. I've been taking medicine all the time, nothing major. I go out for a walk every morning and go to a group dance with my aunt nearby at night. My life is richer than mine as a daughter. She even asked about me a few days ago, you Is the baby about to be born? I said it’s still a month away.”

Chen Xiaoting's voice is more cheerful. It should be that her life has stabilized. Mother Chen's illness is not serious. She really feels relieved. She no longer has the smile that she deliberately created before. happy for her.

Listening to Chen Xiaoting's words, Qin Jing stroked her abdomen with her hand, and after chatting with Chen Xiaoting about whether they could get along, she hung up the phone and put the phone back on the bedside table, with a worried expression on her face.

In the end, she never asked Chen Xiaoting about Ma Tian. She stroked her abdomen and fell into deep thought. If it weren't for Chen Xiaoting about Gu Yuyan, she wouldn't have died, but the child in her stomach would definitely die. Can't keep...