Mysterious husband, keep a low profile

Chapter 820 Feeling Lucky

Lin Xingqiao's heart skipped a beat, she didn't know if it was because she was pregnant, but she felt much more sensual and gentle.

She leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "Thank you, my husband!"

She is the luckiest person in the world to meet Su Jingchi.

Su Jingchi sighed, feeling a little uncomfortable: "You... you should take care of your health quickly. It's better not to say 'thank you', I prefer to express your gratitude with practical actions."

Lin Xingqiao sympathized, Su Jingchi has been a monk for a long time...

I don't know how long he will be doing it.

Lin Xingqiao did the math, the fetus should be stable on the night of the wedding.

Tell him before the wedding?
Let him take it easy?

Lin Xingqiao thought about it, but couldn't make up her mind for the time being.

Lin Xingqiao looked around again, and finally decided, "Then the light green one!"

Su Jingchi nodded, "Okay, then I'll let Chu Qi take it back later, it will be printed out tomorrow, and we can start writing." Su Jingchi raised his lips, "It's a blessing for them to receive what I wrote in my own handwriting. "

Lin Xingqiao: "..."

The king of farts is here again.

After the final selection, Su Jingchi got off the bed, as if to give something to Chu Qi who was about to go back.Lin Xingqiao ran to the bathroom and applied a mask.

Su Jingchi went downstairs wearing a large light gray pajamas, Chu Qi was sitting on the sofa peeling grapefruit.

Su Jingchi called out: "Chu Qi."

Holding the knife, Chu Qi raised her head, "Young Master, what's the matter?"

Su Jingchi handed the things over, "The light green ones are ticked inside."

Chu Qi nodded, "Okay, this subordinate understands."

He continued to peel the grapefruit with his head down, Su Jingchi suddenly asked, "What happened?"

Chu Qi was slightly taken aback, then suddenly smiled, "The young master is worrying too much, I'm fine."

No matter how well it is hidden, Su Jingchi is also a friend he has known for more than 20 years, and he will always be discovered.

Su Jingchi frowned slightly, "Too tired from work? Let your subordinates do it."

Chu Qi is not only his subordinate, but also his brother-in-law, and more importantly, a life-and-death friend.

Chu Qi said in a low voice: "Young master, it has been almost 20 years since I came out of the training camp." I have also been with Su Jingchi for almost 20 years.

Su Jingchi didn't know why he said this, so he sat on the sofa, folded his arms around his chest, and watched Chu Qi peel the grapefruit slowly.

"Princess Trista told me that if you want to survive, go with her and walk out of the training camp by yourself. I still did it."

Chu Qi didn't want to recall his time in that training camp.

"For so many years, I have always felt that I was lucky to get out of there. I have thought so for 20 years." Chu Qi laughed softly, and separated the grapefruit with his hands.

Su Jingchi suddenly said, "What about now?"

Chu Qi looked up at him, smiling unabated, "It's still the same now, I still feel very lucky to have come out from there."

He looked at the grapefruit in his hand, and pushed it halfway in front of Su Jingchi, "Yuanyuan has liked eating grapefruit since she was a child, you can bring it to her."

This sentence can be regarded as what he said to his brother-in-law as an older brother.

Su Jingchi looked at him, "I understand. Go home and rest."

Chu Qi smiled and nodded, "Okay. The young master has a good rest."

He wiped off the water on his hands, picked up the wedding invitation style map and left from the hall of the Su family.

Su Jingchi glanced at the pomelo on the table, frowned slightly, always felt that... Chu Qi was weird.

I don't know if it was his delusion.

Su Jingchi picked up half a grapefruit and went upstairs, then entered the room and saw Lin Xingqiao applying a facial mask.

Lin Xingqiao was a little surprised, "Grapefruit, give me some."

Su Jingchi was extremely disgusted, "Lin Xingqiao, you are like a ghost now!"

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)