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647、You will be unlucky to speak ill of others (1)

Although he is very familiar with Black Jack's mother, he has different identities when he meets her this time, and he is inevitably a little nervous.

Seeing Jian Luo's nervousness, Jian Qing smiled unkindly.

"Lolo, what are you nervous about? Auntie Joan is not a human-eating tiger."

"Who said I was nervous?" Jane Luo refused to admit it.

Jian Qing continued, "Okay, you're not nervous, okay."

"Sister, I just got a new game. Do you want to play two games?" Jian Luo asked.

Jian Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Come and look for abuse?"

"Hey, don't say too early." Jian Luo said authentically without being outdone.

After hanging up the video, Jian Qing took the computer and started playing online with him.

Jian Luo was looking for a horror game, which Jian Qing played very well, and even Quan Jingwu had no time to take care of him sitting next to her.

Quan Jingwu glanced at the game screen and his ink eyebrows frowned.

He is not as important as a broken game?

Realizing this, Master Jing suddenly felt in a bad mood.

Jian Qing's dark black pupil stared at the game screen, and his lips raised.

Just as the level was about to end, a slender big hand reached out from the side, and the computer in his arms disappeared instantly.

Jian Qing looked up and looked at him with a hint of anxiety, "Xiao Jing, give it to me quickly, it will be finished soon."

As she said that, she reached out to grab the computer.

Quan Jingwu put the computer aside, held her hand, and said seriously, "The computer radiates too much, and playing games hurts the heart, which is not good for the child."

This reason was too perfect, and Jian Qing was speechless for a while.

Just as she was distracted, the game was over.

Jian Qing looked at the large bloodstains in the game screen and had no choice but to hold her forehead.

The victory at your fingertips flew away.

A faint sadness...

Soon, the computer released a prompt sound of "Didi".

Quan Jingwu took the computer and reached out to open the dialog box.

Luo Xiaoshen: "Sister, why did you suddenly stop moving? You almost won? What a pity. Is that big devil Quan Jingwu making trouble next to you?"

Jian Qing glanced at the information coming, then looked at Quan Jingwu's face, touching the dangerous curve at the corner of his mouth, and she shrank her neck.

After confirming her look, it would be better for her to flash her eyes first.

She put on her slippers, slipped into the sand, and walked towards the big bed.

A smile flashed through Quan Jingwu's eyes, looked at Jian Luo's message, tapped the keyboard with his fingertips, and finally pressed to send.

Master Qing: "No, I just dropped the line."

Soon, Jane Luo replied to the message.

Luo Xiaoshen: "I thought it was done by Quan Jingwu, the unqualified guy, so let's have another game."

Quan Jingwu pursed his thin lips, did he have no taste?

It turns out that my brother-in-law is saying bad things about him behind his back.

He curled his lips, sent another message, and then closed the computer.

On the other side, Jian Luo was drinking water when he saw the dialog box pop up. When he looked closely, the water contained in his mouth almost spewed out.

Master Qing: "Brother-in-law, it will be unlucky to say bad things behind your back!"

Finally, there was also a blood-dropping kitchen knife.

"Ahem!" Jian Luo put down the water cup and blushed.

Fuck.

Do you want to be so scary at night?

The weather in the end of February of the country is colder than in the capital.

A faint golden light slipped in through the window, and two figures hugging each other lazily on the bed

, and the mottled light and shadow were printed.

"Good baby, it's time to get started."

Quan Jingwu looked down at the person who was sleeping in his arms, and a slightly low voice drowned from his thin red lips.

Jian Qing rubbed his head against his naked chest, "No."

In winter, only bedding is true love.

Looking at her coquettish look that was rubbing her eyes and sometimes showing, Quan Jingwu smiled softly and lowered her head and kissed her forehead.

"Assuming, get up and have breakfast before going to bed."

"But I'm cold." Jian Qing raised his head, blinked, and said pitifully.

The feeling of leaving the bed is that it feels like turning into a popsicle in seconds.

If she had known that this place was colder than the capital, she would not have come.

Quan Jingwu raised his hand to help her tidy up the messy silk, and his deep cold eyes showed softness, "I'll cook porridge for you, and it will be warm after eating it."

"I want to eat meat." Jian Qing asked.

"Okay." He cooked it as long as she could eat more.

After washing and changing clothes, the two of them left the room together and asked the servant's kitchen location. Jian Qing followed Quan Jingwu to the kitchen.

The kitchen was busy. Seeing Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at them with surprise.

"President Quan!"

When he learned that Kwon Kyung-go and the others came to the kitchen, Yukiko Ito rushed over immediately. He rushed too fast and was breathing slightly.

"President Quan, why are you here in the kitchen? Is there any place we have to treat inappropriately?" In her eyes, whether it is Quan Jingwu or Jian Qing, they are not suitable for places like the kitchen. It is a fantasy for her to come here.

"No, Princess Yukiko, can you lend your kitchen?" Jian Qing smiled faintly.

"Madam Kwon, are the dishes made in the kitchen not up to your taste?" Ito Yukiko said softly, "If you don't like it, I can let them make some again."

"Thank you for your kindness. I'm just used to eating the dishes made by Jingwu." Jian Qing said in a gentle voice, "Can you lend us the kitchen to us?"

When he heard Kwon Kyoto cooking, Ito Yukiko looked shocked and nodded repeatedly when she met Jian Qing's gaze.

"Of course, you can use whatever ingredients you need."

Jian Qing raised her red lips lightly, "Thank you."

"Good boss, go to the pavilion outside to wait for me. The smoke here is too heavy." Quan Jingwu took off his coat and put it in her hand, asking her to hold it.

Standing opposite, Ito Yukiko clearly saw that the deep purple eyes were looking at Jian Qing, and the gentleness in her eyes was enough to drown.

She thought that no woman could resist such a man.

Jian Qing is really enviable.

Jian Qing held her coat and turned around and walked out. Ito Yukiko walked out with her.

Around the pavilion is a cherry blossom forest, with pink and white petals floating freely.

Jian Chiang Mai went up the steps and picked a chair to sit down.

Ito sat down opposite her, her eyes fell on the coat she was holding in her arms, and then looked at Jian Qing's coat of the same color as her eyes flashed with envy.

"Mrs. Quan, can I call you Jian Qing?"

Tempting words, be careful.

Even without the identity of the president of JK International, Jian Qing is the leader of the Jian family, which is enough for them to see beyond their reach.

Jian Qing nodded slightly.

After getting her approval, Ito Yukiko smiled, "Jian Qing, I didn't expect that we would meet again. You are already married. I owe you a thank you for the last banquet."

"It's just a matter of raising hands." She said indifferently.
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