Mysterious husband, keep a low profile

Chapter 871 Little Su, Still Useful
Trista was so angry by Su Jingchi that he couldn't speak.

Su Jingchi stood up directly, and said lightly: "Before the wedding, I don't want to see you, mother, and I don't want to see anyone you sent over!"

His temper has never been a good one.

Once again, don't blame him then.

After Su Jingchi finished speaking, he walked away.

When she got home, Lin Xingqiao had completely fallen asleep.

Lin Xingqiao washed up, climbed onto the bed, gently kissed her hair, and suddenly touched her slightly bulging belly with her hand, and smiled softly.

"Little Su, it's still useful."

This meat dumpling is still useful today.

He bowed his head and kissed her hair, "Good night, I will take wedding photos tomorrow."

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"Oh, you have a cold? Then you should stop going out with us, okay?"

Han Xiao gloated at Ji Anzhi and shouted.

Although Ji Anzhi's fever has subsided, the cold cannot be cured overnight.

She sneezed and stared at Han Xiao, "Who made me catch a cold, who knows in his heart!"

Han smiled triumphantly and turned around in the middle of the room, "So what? You are not allowed to tell Brother Yan later! Do you hear me?"

Ji Anzhi frowned, "Han Xiao, do you think I'm your servant? Why do you order me?"

When Han Xiao heard it, her face sank immediately, and she went to get her mobile phone, "Okay, if you tell Brother Yan that I let you sleep on the sofa, I will call Mr. Song right now. Let him know, you are very kind to you." What's on your mind!"

When Ji An heard it, he glared: "Aside from this, can you say anything else?"

Han Xiao sneered, "Anything else? Then you go = die = right! How dare you covet my man? What are you? Go out and play later, don't go. Uncle Song asked us to cultivate our relationship, With you a light bulb, how do you cultivate feelings? Don’t develop feelings, and make me catch a cold!”

Ji Anzhi stared at Han Xiao, "Go, go, you guys! Han Xiao, let me tell you. Song Keyan will never like a woman like you."

Han Xiao was so angry with Ji Anzhi's words that he wanted to hit her, and there was a sudden knock on the door.

Han Xiao returned to his sweet appearance in an instant, and ran to open the door, "Brother Yan."

Song Keyan glanced at the people in the room, "Have a cold?"

Han Xiao immediately said: "It has nothing to do with me, it's Ji Anzhi who didn't sleep well and fell to the ground, that's why he caught a cold. I'm very good."

Ji Anzhi remained silent.

Han Xiao, Han Xiao, I forgot to tell you that I slept in your brother Yan’s room last night.

Song Keyan glanced at Han Xiao with a half-smile, which made Han Xiao a little nervous.

"Brother Yan, she has a cold, so let's not let her go out. Let's go out to play, okay?"

Ji Anzhi glanced at it, and said casually: "You go, it's cold outside, I'm afraid I'll catch a worse cold."

When Han Xiao heard this, he immediately took Song Keyan's arm, "Let's go, let's leave her alone. He's such an old man, he just has a cold, and he will definitely take care of himself."

Song Keyan broke free from Han Xiao's hand, stepped forward and touched Ji Anzhi's head, "How's it going?"

Ji Anzhi turned his head, "It's okay."

"All right?" Song Keyan said suddenly, "Then Han Xiao and I will go out first?"

what?
Ji Anzhi raised his head abruptly, and some angry eyes met his smiling eyes.

(End of this chapter)