Wen Jin’an tried to stop her but he took a slow step, plus his feet slipped.
When he chased him out, at the door, two women.
One mile and one away.
A little woman in an ambiguous white shirt.
A hand-held women’s bag, pale.
Hearing the sound, both men looked at him.
In a sh, I shook my mind.
Wen Jin’an regained his calm and said indifferently, “Huai Xia,e in.”
Jin Huaixia pinched the bag in his hand and looked up at Su porcin.
The other side just sideways to make way for her.
Gritted her teeth, she had an impulse to leave here immediately.
But impulse is impulse.
After staying with Wen Jin’an for three years, she did not say that she knew Wen Jin’anpletely, but she finally knew something about it.
Although the present situation will make people think wherever it is ced, she is willing to believe that nothing has happened.
Standing in the living room, Jin Huaixia handed Wen Jin’an the bag in his hand. “President, I have brought the clothes you want.”ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
Wen Jin’an took the bag and put it on the sofa.
“Miss Jin must have not had breakfast since she came so early. Why don’t she stay and eat together?”
Su porcin said, look at Wen Jin’an, with his consent.
Wen Jin’an was slightly shocked by Su porcin. His sword-and-sword eyebrows swelled a little wrinkled and looked at Jin Huaixia. He said lightly, “Let’s go together.”
Restaurant.
“My skill is average. Miss Jin can make do with it.”
After setting up the bowls and chopsticks, Su porcin naturally pulled open the chair beside Wen Jin’an and sat down.
Reaching out his hand, Wen Jin’an was given a single-sided fried egg and ced on the te in front of him. “In fact, I am better at frying both sides. It is the first time that one side is fried.”
Some nifty tone, with clear pettish.
Su porcin looked at Wen Jin’an with his hands on his cheeks. He was the only one in his eyes.
However, when she spoke, Jin Huaixia’s face turned pale.
Su porcin smiled and looked at Jin Huaixia. “Miss Jin, is glutinous rice porridge okay? I put some sugar in it. Don’t you like it?”
“Very good.” Stirring the sticky glutinous rice porridge, Jin Huaixia took a mouthful mechanically and tasted the same as jue wax.
Wen Jin’an looked at the two men without trace, sighing gently in his heart.
He reached out and poured Jin Huaixia a ss of milk. He gently handed it to her, “If you don’t like glutinous rice porridge, drink milk.”
When Su porcin heard this, his fingers holding the spoon handle were tightly pinched.
Her eyes darkened and she smiled coldly.
Jin Huaixia took the cup and his eyes more than doubled.
Bowed their heads and took a shallow sip, the corners of the mouth evoked.
She never knew that milk was so delicious.
After breakfast, Jin Huaixia left.
Su porcin went into the kitchen and tidied up the dishes.
“Hua Hua Hua” The sound of the water flow was clear, and a tall body was suddenly pasted behind it.
A strong honeyed arm reached Su Ci’s eyes and turned off the faucet instead of staring nkly.
Su porcin hanging eyes, holding the te fingers slowly fastened.
“Miss Su, you don’t need to wash these. Now go change clothes and I’ll take you to thepany.”
“When will you call me Miss Su?”
Turned around, Su porcin raised his eyes to Wen Jin’an’s heavy pupil.
If he was right, he saw a me in her eyes.
With a slight cough, Wen Jin’an said softly, “This is basic courtesy.”
“I said, you can call me Su Ci.”
Climbing up Wen Jin’an’s arm, her hand was cool.
Isn’t that weird?
She seemed to have never wanted someone so much.
Gu Mushen and Gu Mushen are childhood sweethearts, and it is also natural to be together.
She liked Gu Mushen, but it seemed that she did not love him.
Gu Mushen and Liang Xiao Mo’s double betrayal, she even annoyed Liang Xiao Mo more.
If she really loves Gu Mushen, it won’t be like that.
So when I met Wen Jin’an, Su Ci knew that he was different and he was different.
“Miss Su, please respect yourself.”
Wen Jin’an looked at Su porcin with a slightly intolerant look.
One by one, she broke off her fingers and pulled her arms out of her hands.
Su porcin looked down at his empty palm, suddenly an idea poured up.