She looks dusty, her hair is slightly disordered, and her clothes are askew. People are wrapped in broad clothes. She looks very thin, looks haggard and pathetic:

it seems that she doesn't suffer much when she's alone!

Raising his hand, Feng stroked her hair: "hungry? What would you like to eat? "

I thought that he must be furious and can't spare himself. Some of them couldn't believe their ears and raised their eyes. Ji Qianyu also tilted his eyes straight.

"Not hungry?"

"Three fresh dumplings, braised ribs, eggplant and Fish! "

Seeing her smacking her little mouth, she was greedy just like a little beggar, and could not help but hook her lips lightly: "Hmm! Take a shower, change your clothes, and then you can eat! "

As soon as he raised his hand, two servants came over. One took her upstairs, the other ordered her to cook, and checked the taste with her in detail.

Turn around, jiqianyu is still a little unbelievable, step by step and turn around three times.

But the journey was so busy that she was tired. She didn't care. She went upstairs with the servant, went into the bedroom, and looked around with her eyes. She found that the room was so big, with clean breath, simple European modern style, clean and atmospheric gray color, and integrated design. There was no lack of calm and introverted. At first sight, it was a man's room, without any powder breath.

I didn't expect a Playboy's room to have a very elegant design.

At this time, she put her suitcase aside, and a servant had taken the brand-new toiletries and came over: "Miss, this is just delivered today. I'd like to prepare it for you! Can I put it in the bathroom for you? "

"OK, thank you!"

Later, another servant brought in a new bathrobe and towel.

As you come, you should be safe!

Some of them can't stand the peculiar smell of their own body. They send people out. Ji Qianyu takes his clothes from the suitcase and turns them into the bathroom.

She took a bath in comfort, and her whole body followed her spirit.

When she came out, it was already dark. After changing her home clothes, she went downstairs. As soon as she got to the stairway, another voice came out. With a probe, she saw a thundering call again. Turning around, she just wanted to avoid it. The clear voice came out:

"well, book a plane at 10 o'clock in the evening! OK, you can arrange the rest -- "

the plane at night. Is he going on a business trip?

In my heart, Ji Qianyu slowly went back two steps. It was only when she heard his footsteps clearly that she restrained her little expression and went downstairs slowly.

After returning the information, I lifted my eyes with a bang. On the top of the stairs, I was wearing a slouchy posture of loose sports home clothes. The loose top of rubber powder matched with dark pants, the wide clothes wrapped her slender body, the long hair was puffy and loose, all of which set off her extraordinarily petite, white skin flawless, small face powder not applied, nose and cheek But they are all red, like the children just waking up, with a kind of ignorance, lovely.

In the middle of the breath, the faint fragrance of a woman was around, and she was picked up from the stairs by a thunderbolt.

Originally I wanted to push him away, but when I thought that he would go out at nine o'clock in the evening to catch the plane, Ji qianyusheng put up with it: just two hours?

Don't make him angry!

It's like weighing several Jin and two pieces of meat on her body. Seeing how cute she is, Feng Yizheng is in a good mood. After rubbing her waist, she takes off her suit coat and puts it on her:

"come down, why don't you put on more clothes? What about a cold? "

The warmth came, and Ji Qianyu was even more unbelievable: why, she only went out for a few days, and he looked like a different person?

Didn't he come back with her for accounting?

The remaining light of the corner of his eyes slanted him, and jiqianyu's thoughts began to fly in disorder again: was it holding her high first and then falling violently?

At this time, a servant came out: "two little, the meal is ready!"

"Well, let's go!"

I pulled the clothes for jiqianyu, and Feng hugged and pushed her to the restaurant.

The fragrance of food wafted in waves. Ji Qianyu forgot all about his uneasy and careful thinking in a moment, pushed down his clothes and put them on the chair aside, then sat down, thought about it, and then stood up again.

"Ha ha ~"

smiled and said: "sit down! Just do it! "

He is usually the only one at home. He seldom comes back for dinner and doesn't care much about these rules. Someone accompanies him. He suddenly feels very warm.

Picking up chopsticks, jiqianyu blinked again: I miss the dishes in my hometown so much! No matter how good it is outside, I always think it's the best for my motherland!

A plate of hot dumplings on the end, seal Yiting directly pushed to her in front: "eat it!"

Turning back, he said to the servant on the other side, "turn up the air conditioner!"

At this time, his mobile phone rang, he first went back to a message, picked up chopsticks, and gave her a piece of ribs: "small ribs, try! Just be at home, don't mention it "

and his eyes return to his mobile phone.

Originally, I thought I should pay attention to image and etiquette, but when I saw him busy, I don't think I would care for a moment, and Ji Qianyu is not polite at the moment.

While reply, the remaining light of the corner of the eye catches the figure of the big feast around us, and the lips corner of the seal also holds a smile. Another plate of hot dumplings was served, and Ji Qianyu pushed it to him automatically. Seeing that the temperature of the dishes on the table had dropped by half, he didn't move his chopsticks very much, and suddenly felt that it was not easy for him. He couldn't help but concern: "it's cold to eat first!"

The line of sight, the next second, a seal on the phone: "good!"

It's almost eaten. Ji Qianyu is slowly eating with a cup in his hand, waiting for him. On the one hand, he feels her intimate little move, and Feng Yizheng's heart is also slightly troubled.

After a quiet meal and a long-time reunion, they had a rare quiet time.

After dinner, the two returned to the room.

Feng Yizheng answers several phone calls and goes out to work. In the bedroom, he is full of food and drink. Ji Qianyu can't sit or stand:

what to do? You're not going to live here tonight, are you?

When Feng Yiting came to the door, he saw that she was like an ant on a hot pot, turning around in a disorderly way. He came forward, and after himself, he slowly held her, smelled the fragrance on her, and closed his eyes slightly.

As soon as the body collapsed, Ji Qianyu's blood seemed to freeze in an instant.

"What? Now I think of fear? "

Whispering, smiling, Feng Yiting bypassed her side and sat down beside the bed. There was a complex interest at the bottom of her eyes: "now, should we do a good job of accounting?"