Ping'er held back her laughter, pulled Jia Cong's arm, looked at him with a angrily smile, and asked, "Have you finished eating yet?"

Jia Cong nodded and said, "I didn't even eat lunch. I ran around for a day and asked the kitchen to deliver some food."

When he heard that Jia Cong hadn't even eaten lunch, Ping'er immediately panicked and hurried to the kitchen to urge him.

After Ping'er left, Wang Xifeng looked at Jia Cong with a smile, with a faint provocative look on his face.

Jia Cong smiled angrily and said, "You are having a good life and have a good time. Want to find something? I still want to accept your love. If you do it again, don't blame me for not admitting it."

Wang Xifeng's expression changed when she heard this, Danfeng stared at Jia Cong and said, "Do you know what I mean?"

Jia Cong chuckled and said, "It's not new, what's the mystery?"

Wang Xifeng now knew that Jia Cong really knew what happened yesterday. She slapped the table, but lowered her voice: "Good brother Cong, you are so great to do it! You are hooked with the girl Bao, but you even dare to sleep on your sister Lin's bed! You are so jealous!"

For some reason, at this point, looking at Jia Cong's unresponsive face and the coldness on his face, her body suddenly became a little crisp and a little wet...

Jia Cong looked a little tired. After all, he had not had a sip of water except breakfast.

He glanced at Feng Jie'er, who was leaning forward and was obviously bulging in front of him, accidentally moistening the corners of his hair with his tongue, but he said in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

Wang Xifeng was surprised that she couldn't feel angry, and threatened angrily: "Are you afraid that the old lady will know? Baoyu will know, but she won't fight you hard? It depends on how you explain to the old lady, the wife?!"

Jia Cong smiled faintly and said, "If it weren't for Sister Lin who didn't want to be troublesome, I wouldn't have concealed it at all. Sister Feng, why should I explain to others if I, Jia Cong, acted all my life?"

Listening to Jia Cong's unquestionable domineering tone, this strong aura made Feng Jieer panic.

After she glanced at Jia Cong hard, she quickly got up, took steps to go out quickly with her legs clamped.

You can't stay anymore, otherwise you have to be ugly.

At this moment, Wang Xifeng's envy for Ping'er reached its peak.

Perhaps only such a man can sleep on his left with Baochai and sleep on his right...

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Chapter completed!