Chapter 137

"Do you wash me like this?" Ling Xiaohan looks sideways at his dirty suit.

He likes to be clean and tidy.

Ji Qianchen always knew.

But she defiled him willfully today.

Ji Qianchen pouted his pink lips and rolled his white eyes: "intentionally, how could you strangle me?"

Ling Xiaohan is really afraid to start. His wife is the only one, strangling where to find it.

Therefore, he can only bear the abuse of his little wife in silence.

Two people twist Nini's car directly back to yunjingwan.

From the state of two people entering the door, the housekeeper and servants immediately analyzed the situation as if it was not quite right.

When sweet and honey, the young master and the young lady are holding hands or holding hands, kissing and holding hands.

After the conflict, the young master and the young lady came into the house one by one without any attention.

Obviously, now is the second situation, the villa all up and down began to enter the tense alert.

Ji Qianchen went straight up to the building. After entering the bedroom, he took a bath and lay on the bed to make up for his sleep.

Last night in the resort hotel, in order to take care of the sick Ling Xiaohan, she didn't sleep for several hours, and now she is sleepy to death.

He went to bed and fell asleep.

Ling Xiaohan entered the room, looking at the sleeping Ji Qianchen.

I went to the edge of the bed and sat down and stared at her quietly for a long time.

Hearing the sound of her sweet breath, Ling Xiaohan sighed, tucked her in, turned to the bathroom and took a bath, changed into a silver gray suit, and left the bedroom.

"Young master, are you at home for dinner?" Seeing that Ling Xiaohan is going out with the car key, the housekeeper goes to ask.

"No."

Ling Xiao's face was cold, and he swept away a chill from the villa.

When Ji Qianchen woke up, it was dark.

Feeling the hungry and shriveled stomach, I went downstairs to look for food.

The housekeeper saw me coming downstairs and greeted me respectfully: "little madam, mother Zhang is hot for dinner, bring it to you right away."

"Well, good." Ji Qianchen's eyes wandered around looking for something.

At a glance, the housekeeper saw what she was looking for. "Young lady, the young master has gone to the company. In addition, the young master called not long ago and said..."

The housekeeper stopped talking.

After all, it can be seen that the couple are in a state of distortion. If he repeats the young master's words in the original version, he may point out that the contradiction between them will escalate and worsen.

"What did you say? What did you say?" Ji Qianchen calmly walked to the table and sat down.

Mama Zhang came out of the kitchen with a big dinner: "little lady, this is my clear heart lotus seed soup. Drink while it's hot. "

Lotus seed soup?

Fire?

"Zhang Ma, can you see that I am very angry?" Ji Qianchen, with his chin on his hand, asked Zhang Ma with a smile.

"Little madam, your fire is coming out from the top of your head. Isn't it OK?" Zhang Ma is smiling.

Ji Qianchen frowned and touched his drooping face. Was it so obvious?

"That's good. I'll pack lotus seed soup and send someone to send it to Ling Xiaohan. He seems to be more angry than me. It's time to put out the fire. " Ji Qianchen picked up the spoon and drank the soup slowly.

"OK, I'll pack one for you right away."

The housekeeper stood not far away, not close, waiting quietly for her to finish the soup.

After dinner, Ji Qianchen suddenly remembered that the housekeeper had not finished saying, "I'm full, you can say."

Lean on the sofa, knead your full stomach, and speak to the housekeeper.

"Young lady, young master said, it seems that you haven't learned French for a long time. He said that you should recite 30 words before he comes back from work. He will come back to check."

“what？”

Ji Qianchen rose from the sofa and his face suddenly changed.

There was a thunderbolt in my heart.

It seems that she hasn't learned that French for a long time. She can't even pronounce it. How can she recite it?

"Young master has three hours to get home at the latest, so don't worry, young lady. There is still time."

"No, these words know me. I don't know them." Ji Qianchen is in a temper.

When she went to university, she was a complete scum. She would cram for a few days before the exam in order not to go to school.

Three hours, reciting 30 words: so hard!

"But the young master said, if he comes back, you haven't recited..."

The housekeeper repeats here, and his voice stops like a cassette.

Ji Qianchen stares at the housekeeper, "what about him?"

"Family law attends."

"The Ling family still has family law? What family law? "

Ji Qianchen knows that Ling Xiaohan is an extremely harsh person. She loves every place of him, but she hates it because there is no special severity.It's just that she's lazy and doesn't like constraints.

"What the young master has just made, and what Lotte helped to deliver in the evening, said that it can only be shown to the young lady alone." The housekeeper waited beside her and took out a white A4 paper from her pocket.

"Read it to me. I'd like to see how he can serve me."

Ji Qianchen grabs an apple on the fruit plate of the tea table and nibbles it casually.

The crisp and sweet apple was regarded as lingxiaohan by her, and she gnawed at it.

"Yes, young lady." The housekeeper opened the folded paper and read it out respectfully.

"Number one, ten spanks. The second, kiss for an hour, the third, seven times in the evening... " The housekeeper's hands trembled, his eyebrows overflowed with embarrassment, his mouth knotted, and he dared not go on.

God!

Is this made by Ling Xiaohan?

Damn, this kind of content, she even let the housekeeper read it in front of her.

Grab the paper in the Butler's hand and look down carefully.

Fourth, change 15 postures seven times.

Fifth, three times on the bed, two times on the sofa, once on the balcony and once on the coffee table.

Shit! Lean on! Lean on!

What the hell is this?

Ling Xiaohan, Ling Xiaohan. I usually see how you can be so dirty with your serious mind.

Tear the paper into pieces and throw it into the garbage can angrily.

Ji Qianchen's Qi doesn't know where to get out. His stomach is full of Qi, like a balloon full of Qi, which is about to explode.

The housekeeper looked embarrassed and was afraid of being killed at the scene. He hurried away: "young lady, I have finished what I should say. Please recite the words as soon as you can."

Recalling the contents of the paper, he couldn't help worrying about his wife's body.

But also for the young master's body bone worry.

He'd better go to the kitchen and tell Zhang Ma to make more tonic soup.

Ling Xiaohan, who is working overtime in the office, suddenly gets a call from Ji Qianchen.

He put down his plan and picked up the phone. "What's up?"

"And I have a family law?"

Ling Xiao's cold eyes narrowed slightly. Looking back, he asked rob to go to Baidu online and use some available family methods to scare the lazy guy.

But he didn't ask what it was about.