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Chapter 127 He Didn't Sleep Well All Night

Chapter 127 He Didn't Sleep Well All Night

Jia Bao was looking at a stack of photos eagerly, when Qu Jimeng went into the study, reached out and took the photos away from her hand, throwing them on the coffee table.

"Brother Mengmeng, you..." Seeing that his hands were empty, Jiabao stared at Qu Jimeng with wide eyes.

"What's so interesting! Isn't it just a few landscape photos? If you like it, I will go to the military camp and take a lot of photos for you in the future."

"It's not that you ignored me last night, that's why they called and asked Jing Huan's father to take some photos and send them back, so as to relieve your lovesickness."

Qu Jimeng paused helplessly before saying, "Did you call him quietly last night and didn't say anything else?"

Because of the shocking news last night, he didn't sleep well all night.

"Of course I meant that you miss Jing Huan's father..."

"Oh...you..."

What a mess.

Qu Jimeng sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, and before he put down the cup after taking a sip, Jiabao stuck behind him.Talking in his sensitive ear again, he couldn't help but think of when he opened his eyes this morning...

Jiabao, who has always loved to sleep late, woke up early in the morning.

When she got up and was still wearing the little white bear pajamas, she ran to his room.

He said that he wanted to wake him up, but in fact he came here to steal a kiss.

He was about to open his eyes and sit up, when he saw the little girl sneaking up in front of him in little slippers, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

So, after calling him in a low voice without waking him up, the little girl bent down and covered his lips, giving him a warm good morning kiss.

At this moment, the familiar breath made Qu Jimeng instinctively want to remove the hands wrapped around his neck.

But Jia Bao was super impatient, so he crawled onto the sofa with a smile.

Like a devil, he bit his earlobe lightly.

"Jiabao—" Qu Jimeng jumped up like a spring, and happened to meet the girl's small mouth.

"Brother Mengmeng, why are you blushing?"

"Come down and sit down!"

Jia Bao touched his face with a smile, and saw that his fair face was getting a layer of blush gradually, as if he had thought of something belatedly, he asked in surprise, "Brother Mengmeng, are you going to visit me in the future?" Is it the barracks?"

"what?"

"Did you just say that... you will go to the military camp to take pictures of me in the future?"

"Uh--"

Did you just say that?
"Huh!" Jia Bao snorted softly, folded his hands, and looked at him with a puffy face.

Qu Jimeng couldn't help being secretly surprised, could it be that he was brainwashed by the whole family so quickly?
That person did say that he would take him to the military camp, but he thought it was just lip service.

Jiabao suddenly asked such a question, which made him stutter.

He rubbed his nose, "I didn't say I was going to the military camp."

"Hmph! If you listen to Jing Huan's father and go to the military camp, then I will go too!"

"puff--"

A familiar chuckle reached the ears of the two of them.

Qu Jimeng looked back, and saw that it was his younger brother Bo Liangshuo at the door of the study.

I don't know if my brother saw Jiabao kissing him just now.

Qu Jimeng's neck turned red, "Liangshuo, how long have you been here? Don't even knock on the door."

"Which door should I knock at my own house?"

Qu Jimeng was speechless.

To them, the Qu family is indeed another home for them.

Who made the grandfather only give birth to a daughter from his grandmother?

"Although that's what I said... But I'll trouble you to knock on the door in the future."

Garbo exhorted.

After all, she doesn't want every intimate scene to be appreciated by others.

It's not that he came into the study to quarrel with his future sister-in-law, so Bo Liangshuo didn't care about the funny reactions of the two people in the room, he walked in and said casually, "I just want to ask my brother—what kind of person is that Gong Shilang?" !"

(End of this chapter)

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