Mr. Lu, it's not too late

Chapter 1650 No contact with other women

Chapter 1650 No contact with other women
Lu Qingning gobbled it up, but after taking a few mouthfuls, she suddenly realized that Ji Qingyan was still by her side.

So she coughed, not daring to be so unrestrained, and ate mouthfuls in extremely contrived ways. Ji Qingyan saw her thoughts and couldn't help smiling.

"I'll make you a glass of milk."

He deliberately walked away to give Lu Qingning space, Lu Qingning was so aggrieved - what should I do, did Ji Qingyan despise her?

When Ji Qingyan came out with the milk, the girl was sitting on the sofa, watching TV and laughing, her shoes were kicked aside, and she was still holding a steamed bun——

Looking at such a casual Lu Qingning, Ji Qingyan's heart softened.

The house that was once deserted is now gradually becoming more lively because of the arrival of the girl...

"You, you are fine..."

Noticing the presence of the man, Lu Qingning quickly sat down, putting her little hands on her lap very obediently.

Ji Qingyan walked up to her, put down the milk, sat down beside her very naturally, and watched TV with her.

"very funny?"

"Yes!" Lu Qingning pointed at the TV, still biting the bun, "Look at that man, he's so funny hahaha..."

Outside, it was raining heavily, washing away everything in the city. At this moment, Ji Qingyan was sitting next to the girl, listening to the sound of rain. He who always hated rainy days felt warm for the first time.

"Heavy rain."

Ji Qingyan's voice was bewitching: "I'll take you back when the rain stops."

Lu Qingning nodded, his eyes still fixed on the TV screen, Ji Qingyan lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and looked at the weather forecast. When he saw that it was raining all day, the corners of his lips could not help but bend slightly.

Because of being trapped by the heavy rain, Lu Qingning stayed at Ji Qingyan's house all morning.

The two watched TV together, and Ji Qingyan cooked the lunch himself, and Lu Qingning was full of praise.

Who would have thought that Dr. Ji was not only good at holding a scalpel, but also a kitchen knife!

After drinking and eating, Lu Qingning snuggled into Ji Qingyan's arms and watched TV, playing with his shirt with his little hands in various ways, and it became crumpled after a while.

"Ji Qingyan, you have to do what you say. Since you are my boyfriend, you are not allowed to have contact with other women—"

Lu Qingning grabbed his collar and warned fiercely.

Ji Qingyan looked down at her intently: "How dare I?"

Lu Qingning snorted softly, and then heard the man speak slowly: "Ningning, is the lunch good?"

"It's delicious." Lu Qingning pursed her lips, "Doctor Ji, you've worked hard."

Ji Qingyan leaned down, eyes deep: "Since you know I've worked hard, then... what will you use to compensate?"

The air seemed to be still, Lu Qingning inexplicably felt out of breath, she subconsciously wanted to escape, but was held by the man——

Outside, the rain was getting heavier, dripping from the window sill, extremely rhythmic.

Indoors, the air conditioner is turned on, and it is extremely comfortable. The curtains are half-opened, revealing a little light, which is reflected on the men and women who are kissing on the sofa, which is extraordinarily harmonious and warm.

I don't know how long it took before Ji Qingyan stopped. Lu Qingning's face was already blushing. She didn't say anything, but just pinched the man next to her hard.

The man smiled in a low voice, and whispered something in the girl's ear, which made the girl even more angry...

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Qingning fell asleep in Ji Qingyan's arms.

Ji Qingyan looked down at the girl in her arms, her young and immature face carried the youthful vigor unique to her age, innocent and cute.

He gently pressed a kiss on her forehead, and then carefully carried the girl upstairs to the bedroom...

(End of this chapter)

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