Gu Qingcheng: Qi Shao's Sweet Wife

Chapter 174 Car accident storm [2]

Jing Jing bit her lower lip, thought for a while, and then her face froze.Nima, this man, is this a sultry rhythm?

But what to do, she seems to like him very much...

In the Qi family's mansion, Qi Sheng sat at the dining table, looking at the dishes on the table, but always looking at the door.

Since Qi Muran called, he has been sitting on the sofa counting the time, waiting for his grandson and grandson-in-law to come back.But after waiting for several hours, there was still no one, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"Hey……"

Qi Sheng sighed, and said to Zhou Zheng who was next to him: "Ah Zheng, you can call Mo Ran and ask Mo Ran, this brat, what's the matter, why don't you come?"

Zhou Zheng nodded respectfully, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Qi Muran's number.

In less than a moment, a loud ringtone rang in the yard.Afterwards, Qi Muran took Silence's hand and walked into the living room:

"Grandpa, why are you waiting?"

Qi Sheng frowned: "You boy, what's the matter, what time is it!"

Hearing the words, Jing Jing blushed and immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

Oh my god, if I let others know that they are late at the ****, will they be laughed to death...

"Grandpa, don't you want a great-grandson? We are trying our best!" But when Jing Jing was worried, Qi Muran's voice came out like a ghost.

Ji Jing's blushing cheeks turned even redder. Why is this man so shameless? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

(End of this chapter)