...I saw a certain boss lying on the bed and smiling with a gloomy face, and it was so weird.

"Ji Yicheng, what bad things are you doing? You are laughing so evilly?" Jing Qingge kicked off his slippers and crawled in, rolling into his arms.

Ji Yicheng narrowed his eyes and threw his phone aside, put his long arms around him, and overbearing his delicate waist.

"I called the little fairy."

"What, you're going to adjust the opera Xiaofei again?" Jing Qingge took the latest issue of the jewelry magazine in the bedside table.

"A little stimulating."

Jing Qingge said "Huh" and turned around and saw that the boss's face was full of more meaningful smiles.

There are definitely ghosts!

...

"Let me tell me why I stimulate Xiao Feifei!" Jing Qingge came over even more gossipy, and followed the trend of the two jade lotus thin arms around Ji Yicheng's neck.

Ji Yicheng was particularly perfect. He kissed Jing Qingge's cherry mouth, then leaned down and deliberately lowered his voice in her ear, with a lazy tone.

Suddenly---

"You really said that?!"

Jing Qingge exclaimed with excitement, so excited that he raised his head and almost hit Ji Yicheng's chin. Both of his dark eyes shone brightly.

Ji Yicheng raised his eyebrows and hummed.

So, a couple looked at each other and smiled so sinisterly and black-bellied.o(╯□╰)o

...

In the kitchen.

"It's so messy." A cold voice.

Suddenly, Xuan Fei's shoulders shook and suddenly came back to his senses.

Only then did he realize that Xuanye, who was still in the living room just now, was standing beside him, looking down at the fried poached eggs that had been charred and burnt in the pan.

Xuanye frowned expressionlessly. Why did this mistress look like she was lost? Why did she look dazed?

Xuan Fei was stunned again, and only then did all seven souls and six spirits return to his position.

In a moment, he concealed the panic between his expression, and found his voice again, and said with a smile,

"The fire is too big, so I'll fry one more. Ye Da, please bring the porridge first. I'll fry the egg and you can have breakfast."

Xuanye glanced again, then turned around and brought the already cooked lean mushroom porridge to the restaurant.

...

Looking at the cold back of the man at the dining table, Xuan Fei thought of the last sentence Ji Yicheng said before hanging up the phone.

Suddenly, my throat moved hard, and the storm-like surge that had just been pressed down in my chest became violently uncontrollably.

Behind him, the palm that had been hanging, which had been clenched into a fist, tightened harder and tighter, and the blue veins that were leaping on the back of his hand were cold white.

dining table.

A nutritious breakfast with Western combination, lean meat porridge, fried poached eggs, steamed shrimp buns that Xuanfei bought at the supermarket yesterday, as well as milk, Western sandwiches, and grilled ham.

Xuanye held the bowl of porridge and raised his eyelids slightly. He looked at a little fairy who was lying on the opposite side who was silently gnawing on the buns.

"You didn't sleep well last night?"

Xuan Fei raised his head when he heard this, opened his mouth wide and said "ah", and slapped his head in a vague way.

"No, I'm sleeping well."

...

Looking at the stuffing stuffing of the little third son chewing his mouth, Xuanye couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, and then looked at the inky color under his eyes.

"Then do you have such heavy dark circles?"

And it was so abnormal that he wanted to have a talk show at the dinner table last night. Today, he was just chewing buns quietly, without saying a word, and he was so honest that he... didn't adapt.

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