Hearing the speech, Li Ma quickly nodded, "well, good night, Miss Shen."
"Well, good night." Shen Wanqing closed the door with a smile.
She put down her cell phone, looked at herself in the mirror and sighed tired.
I have to take a bath and remove my makeup. I think I have to wash my hair several times
Heart tired.jpg
Half an hour later, Shen Wanqing came out of the bathroom.
Walking all the way out of the bathroom with wet bare feet, he took out a hair dryer to dry his hair. Finally, he drank a can of wangzi milk, turned off the light in the room with his mobile phone, and slowly rolled back to bed.
Wrapped in a quilt, Shen Wanqing pulled out his mobile phone with hache.
It's already more than eleven in the evening.
Shen Wanqing wiped the physiological tears from the corners of his eyes and opened wechat.
When she found that the teenager didn't return his information, she accidentally picked her eyebrow, but when she turned over the chat records above, she couldn't help smiling.
It seems... It's reasonable not to return information
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This side, Qiao Shijin's apartment.
Qiao Shijin also just came out of the bathroom. Her slender body was wrapped in a bathrobe. Because there was no one in the apartment except him, the young people dressed more casually.
The black bathrobe was very abstinent and cold, and the belt around the waist was not tied tightly and loose.
Let alone the collar. It seems that the collar is deep V, revealing a large area of white and thin skin. The clavicle is beautiful and exquisite, and the shoulder line is soft and beautiful, as if it had propped up the bathrobe at will.
He came to the kitchen, casually made a cup of coffee, took the coffee in his hand and left the kitchen.
Qiao Shijin's eyes are cold. There are floor to ceiling windows outside the window. The apartment building is very high. It is located in the most prosperous golden area in the center of M country.
Just a casual glance outside, you can see the prosperity of the city.
High rise buildings, neon, high-speed traffic flow.
Qiao Shijin took a sip of coffee. It was bitter and mellow. Her brain seemed to wake up in an instant.
Suddenly, the mobile phone on the sofa rang.
Qiao Shijin pursed her lips and walked over coldly, with steady and cold eyebrows and eyes, and glanced at the mobile phone on the sofa.
After thinking for a moment, he picked up the mobile phone on the sofa.
As expected, it was the message the little girl sent to herself.
Qingqing duck: good night
[it's Qingqing duck: little fat man's lovely kiss. JPG]
Qiao Shijin turned and sat on the sofa, her slender legs slightly folded. His eyes fell on the expression bag sent by the girl, and his slender and cool fingertips slid upward. He found that almost all of them were intimate and lovely expression bags.
kiss?
His eyes fell on the expression bag filled with the little fat boy's big face, pursed his lips and kissed, very cute.
He seems to be able to see the little girl's expression. It should be more lovely.
Qiao Shijin thought and unconsciously bent her lips.
When the smile climbed to the corner of her mouth, Qiao Shijin was stunned in a trance.
He
He just thought of the little girl and smiled?
Qiao Shijin suddenly put down her mobile phone, pinched the center of her eyebrows with her fingertips, and closed her deep and beautiful eyes.
His eyebrows were locked, and his mood was inexplicably agitated.
Qiao Shijin, what are you thinking?
That man is your half sister. You
The other party will be so close to themselves. It is estimated that they want to win over the relationship between them and please his nominal "cousin".