In the room

Jian Qing was lying on the bed reading a book, and the warm lights were reflected on her delicate face, covering her with a faint halo.

She looked up at the sound of the door opening.

Quan Jingwu walked in slowly with a bowl in his hand.

The air was filled with a faint smell of ginger. Jian Qing's nose moved and he smiled slightly.

"You went downstairs to cook this?"

Quan Jingwu nodded and sat down beside the bed.

"Drink this before sleeping."

Jian Qing sat up, looked at the brown sugar ginger water in the bowl, and couldn't help but curl her lips.

Why is her little scenery so fond of her?

He picked up the spoon, scooped it up, and carefully approached her mouth.

“A little hot, slow down.”

Jian Qing opened her mouth and drank it, her eyes curved into a crescent shape, which was very soft and cute.

Feeding one person, drinking one person, and a bowl of brown sugar ginger water soon came to an end.

The discomfort of abdominal cramps gradually dissipated, and she exhaled with satisfaction.

Quan Jingwu put the bowl on the bedside table and then went to bed.

He stretched out his arms and pulled the person into his arms. He placed his slender big hand as long as jade and rubbed it gently, "Is there any better?"

"Yes." Jian Qing looked up at him, and suddenly felt a sense of emotion.

She leaned slightly and kissed the corner of his lips.

"award!"

Seeing a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, Jian Qing quickly explained.

Quan Jingwu paused his big hand on her abdomen, and the color between her purple eyes became darker, and she lowered her head and buried it in the edge of her neck.

"Why are these little days so annoying?"

His hoarse voice was filled with resentment. This time he had just eaten meat and had to be reborn as a monk.

Jian Qing chuckled slyly, his fingertips wrapped around his hair.

Xiao Jing looks quite cute!

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The next day

Because there are a few clubs to open today, Quan Jingwu went to the company early in the morning, but Jian Qing stayed in the old house.

After breakfast, Jian Qing greeted Rye and others and went out.

He thought she was going to find Kwon Kyung-gwo, but Rui didn't ask.

After leaving the door, Jian Qing took a car and went straight to the flower shop.

"Welcome!"

The clerk of the flower shop came up with a smile and said.

"Is there anything I need to help?"

Jian Qing raised her eyes and glanced at the flower shop, touched the bouquet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and curled her red lips.

"I want a bunch of that, just nine flowers!"

The clerk looked at Jian Qing and a stunning flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, please wait."

Jian Qing looked at the clerk skillfully packing the bouquet, took a note and wrote the address, "Please send it to this address and this envelope at this time."

"Okay." The clerk packed the bouquet and took the envelope with both hands.

After paying, Jian Qing left the flower shop lightly.

After looking at the time, I guess someone should be in a meeting now.

She looked up and saw a cafe opposite her. Thinking about the think tank and Quan Yifei, she immediately walked over.

Diagonally across the road, a black luxury car was parked on the side of the road.

The car window rolled down, and the man's gentle and handsome face was exposed to the sun.

"You are waiting here!"

The man's crimson lips opened and closed, and his elegant voice overflowed.

As soon as the words fell, the car door opened, the man's slender legs stepped out, his eyes chasing the slender figure.

"Miss Jane!"

As soon as I stepped into the cafe, a sound came from behind me.

Jian Qing looked back and saw the visitor, a hint of impatience flashed across his eyebrows.

"Chu Yihen!"

She shouted calmly.

That's right, the person coming was Chu Yihen. He had just finished discussing business with the client, but who knew that he would see her on the road by chance.

Importantly, Quan Jingwu is not by her side.

"Miss Jane, I think there should be any misunderstanding between us. We meet today, why don't we sit down and have a good talk?"

The two of them were in a stalemate at the door, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

"No need." She said lightly.

"You just hate me so much?" Chu Yihen stepped forward, his eyes flashed through a trace of darkness.

Jian Qing frowned slightly, not wanting to get involved with him, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Chu Yihen chased after her and reached out to pull her.

Seeing the movement behind him, Jian Qing's eyes turned cold, his steps moved slightly, avoiding his attacking hands.

"Chu Yihen, my patience is limited."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yihen smiled sarcastically.

Yes, her patience gave Kwon Kyung-wo.

"Give me some time and let's talk." He said calmly.

Jian Qing pursed her red lips, "No, I have nothing to talk about with you."

Why are the people from the Chu family so annoying?

Chu Ruohan is like this, and the person in front of him is just the same, he is really his biological child.

"What if I say, what if Quan Jingwu?" Chu Yihen's eyes slashed, and his hands hanging beside him were clenched tightly.

Small Scenery?

Jian Qing raised his eyebrows, and a sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "Okay, five minutes."

Since he is looking for abuse, she is not polite.

Chu Yihen felt relieved, and watched her sit by the window, then followed her.

"I want something to drink?" he sat down opposite her and asked in a warm voice.

Jian Qing bent her fingers and tapped the desktop lightly, "No need."

A little darkness appeared deep in Chu Yihen's eyes and he slowly spoke, "Jian Qing, I think I have never offended you anyway. Why are you hostile to me? If it is because of Ruohan, then this would be too unfair to me."

"If you want to say this, then I think you don't have to say it." Jian Qing glanced at him lightly, with a cold smile on the corner of her lips.

"Jian Qing, I don't believe you can't see it. I like you." When he said this, his eyes were staring at her, afraid of missing the slightest change in her expression on her face.

However, the result is probably to disappoint him.

Jian Qing had no expression on his face, as if the person he liked was not her.

"Jian Qing, I'm no worse than Quan Jingwu. I can give you whatever he can--"

Before he could finish his words, a sneer came out of Jian Qing's rosy lips.

Sadness, satirization.

"Oh!"

Chu Yihen looked at her and didn't understand what she was laughing at.

Jian Qing raised his eyelids and said coldly, "Chu Yihen, in fact, you and Chu Ruohan are quite similar."

I like to be self-righteous and I like to impose my own thoughts on others.

It's really worthy of being from the same womb.

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After the dog food, Ah Xia planned to do something
Chapter completed!