Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 602 Dear, I was sleeping just now...

"Miss Qiqi, be careful of catching a cold, Fifth Master will feel distressed."

An Qiyue's smile became more and more charming. She reached out to take the coat from Leng Mo's hand, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Did you... when you were young, did you have any good friends?"

Leng Mo's expression was dim, but he still remained calm, self-reliant and respectful.

He was silent for a moment, and then replied: "Well, what kind of person is a very good friend?"

An Qiyue put on her coat, rubbed her pretty nose, and said thoughtfully: "Well, it seems like you can play for a whole summer vacation."

There were indescribable waves in Leng Mo's stern eyes, and his desolate chin gradually softened.

He said: "Well, if you say that, it should be considered."

An Qiyue pulled her lips and said with a smile: "Well, I did it too. We climbed on the cherry tree and ate cherries together. When the cherries fell, we ate apricots. When the apricots fell, we ate peaches... This way we can spend the whole summer vacation."

The cold and indifferent eyes sank deeply, and the deep waves were full of indescribable feelings.

He was stunned for a moment, and when he was briefly lost, he raised his eyes to look at An Qiyue, his eyes fell on her moist and soft feet, and said respectfully: "Miss Qiqi, please rest on the bed. Imperial Capital It’s freezing cold, even with the heater on, it’s still going to be cold.”

An Qiyue nodded slightly, feeling that the people beside Ji Liunian were not bad, at least they all had good eyesight.

First Chang Huai, then Jiang Zhi, and now there is a cold ink, they really are better than each other.

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Imperial Capital, Yuxuan International.

Chang Qing's sleep can be described as drunken and dreamy. When she rolled out of bed, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

She stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, opened the heavy curtains, and the red light of the setting sun fell in in an instant.

She rested her chin on her hands, looking intoxicated at the bustling city under the setting sun. In the distance, there were many high-rise buildings. Nearby, there was a huge poster of the male god-Ji Shaofeng on the entire wall.

The poster, which is graceful in the cold wind, is particularly eye-catching.

Chang Qing, a nympho with a grin, raised his hand through the glass window to paint the expression on the face of the man on the poster.

In her heart, Ji Shaofeng is an insurmountable myth, a god-like existence in the entertainment industry, and a mainstay. Her admiration for him has been born since listening to his first album.

Therefore, when Chang Qing woke up and saw the huge poster of the male god, he was naturally in a good mood.

Facing her own shadow reflected on the glass wall, she did a few squats and stretched her stiff hamstrings before turning back to look for her phone.

She picked out her abandoned mobile phone from among a pile of messy clothes.

The signal light kept blinking, and she swiped open the screen.

There are several missed calls in my day, all of which are from my good friend Mo Changhuan.

Chang Qing pouted, dialed the other party's number, and said sweetly: "Well, honey, I was sleeping just now and I didn't see you, so you won't be angry, right?"

Mo Changhuan rolled her eyes speechlessly. The stylist was sculpting her in the mirror. She said dissatisfiedly, "Fatty, my coming-of-age ceremony, do you still want to come?"

Even though Chang Qing moved the phone away in advance, his scalp was still numb from the sharp voice of the other party.

She said arrogantly: "Damn girl, don't call me a fat man, or I will turn against you!"

Mo Changhuan raised his eyebrows proudly, and said, "Don't let people tell you that you are fat. Chang Qing has never seen you like this."

Chang Qing pursed her lips, and said flatly: "Oh, my great daughter, you are a noble daughter after all, can you cultivate yourself a bit, how can you be so decent when you yell all day long? Be careful that you won't get married in the future."

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