Chapter 589

Ji Qianchen blurted out and immediately regretted it.

Every time, Mu Ting or Mu Chen appears, Ling Xiaohan will lose his reason.

Ling Xiao's face really changed.

It's as gloomy as haze, and the cold is too cold.

"I mean, he doesn't want to see me so close to you, so it shouldn't be..."

Ji Qianchen said and regretted.

Clap the mouth with your hand.

At this time, the more explanations, the more confusion.

Her explanation only makes Ling Xiaohan think that she knows Muchen well.

"Go to bed." Ling Xiaohan lies in the bed and helps her cover the bed. He rolls to the other side of the bed by himself, with his back to her.

This movement has shown everything.

He was angry.

Ji Qianchen hurriedly squeezed into Ling Xiaohan's side and hugged him from his back.

She didn't know what to say, as long as she said it was wrong.

It's wrong to mention Mu ting.

She always speaks for mu Ting involuntarily.

It's because he is not only mu Ting, but also ye Chen. The man who saved his life for himself.

He has occupied a part in her heart.

This quantity is not love.

It's gratitude.

But she couldn't find a way to balance the gap between Muchen and lingxiaohan.

What is she going to do?

The upset Ji Qianchen sighed deeply and closed his eyes slowly.

Let her think about how to coax Ling Xiaohan.

Before long, Ji Qianchen closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was too tired after a busy day.

So soon, she fell asleep.

Hearing the sound of even breath, Ling Xiaohan, who was sleepless all night, slowly opened his eyes, turned around and looked at Ji Qianchen's near face.

Crimson lips, slightly raised eyelashes, and a small nose.

When sleeping, the foot is still hanging on him as usual.

Ling Xiaohan can't help but reach out and scratch her nose gently.

Ji Qianchen slept heavily and was not awakened.

"Woman, are you a pig? If you annoy your husband and me, you can still sleep so comfortably? "

Seeing that she didn't wake up, Ling Xiaohan began to think of herself.

"Why defend him in front of me every time? Do you know that I have been working hard to control my anger? "

"I know he is my scale, but you touch again and again, you idiot."

Ling Xiaohan, who has always been reticent.

After Ji Qianchen fell asleep, she shaved her cheek and taught Ji Qianchen sentence by sentence.

When Ji Qianchen falls asleep.

Probably not willing to scold her face to face.

Later in the night, Ling Xiaohan went to sleep.

The two slept until ten the next morning.

When Ji Qianchen turned over from his bed and sat up, Ling Xiaohan beside him was still sleeping.

Looked at the wall clock, it was so late.

Ji Qianchen quickly gets up, goes to wash, and then steals out of the room.

In order to make amends, she is going to have brunch this morning and make dumplings for Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan woke up and went downstairs with a white suit.

Ji Qianchen is sitting at the dinner table making dumplings.

Flour rubbed all over his face, like a cat scratching flowers.

Seeing Ling Xiaohan go downstairs, Ji Qianchen immediately stands up from the chair, "honey, I'm making dumplings for you. Are you hungry?"

Ling Xiao glanced at the wrapped dumplings on the table coldly and swallowed saliva.

"I know you want to eat it. Don't worry. I'll cook it for you."

"Are you sure it's dumplings, not buns?"

Ling Xiaohan asked, pointing to a round dumpling with a bulging stomach.

"Rob, steward, come and have a look. Is this dumpling or steamed bun?"

Ji Qianchen is in accordance with the package taught by the kitchen aunt.

How could it be wrong.

"Baozi."

Rob is very merciless to stand in the team of Ling Xiaohan.

The housekeeper was more kind and gave a more pertinent answer, "this is dumpling like a bun."

After all, it's still baozi.

Ji Qianchen curled his mouth and was a little unconvinced. "Last year, I wrapped it with my mother-in-law. She didn't even say that I wrapped it like a bun. Said I had a good bag. "

Looking at Ji Qianchen, who is still fighting hard, Ling Xiaohan moves to the sofa and sits down, with a solemn expression, "she is delirious, and you believe what she says?"

“……”

After hearing this, Ji Qianchen really wanted to hit people.

The dumpling in her hand was pinched hard, and it turned into a flat dumpling.Seeing that Ling Xiaohan is not in a bad mood, Ji Qianchen is relieved at last.

I thought he would ignore her for a week like last time.

With the dumplings, I went into the kitchen and boiled them.

By boiling dumplings.

Ji Qianchen sat beside Ling Xiaohan and handed him a grape.

"Extinguish the fire. It can't stay for the new year."

"It's not fire, it's gas."

"I can't stay angry until the new year."

“……”

Ji Qianchen picked his eyebrows seriously.

Every time he saw this girl so cute, he couldn't help it at all.

What's the fire, what's the gas?

"I don't like grapes."

Ling Xiaohan's legs are folded, his hands are around his waist, and he turns his head.

He looks like the second eldest brother who is hard to serve.

Ji Qianchen shoved the grapes into his mouth and ate them.

Then he slowly reached Ling Xiaohan's ear and whispered to him, "I know what you like to eat is me, but it's daytime now. Let's talk at night."

When talking, the grape smell in his mouth also drifted into Ling Xiao's cold nose.

Lingxiao cold little by little raised the corner of his lips, blooming a smile that is hard to hide.

How could his woman be so cute.

Ling Xiaohan takes her to his waist with one hand. Ji Qianchen pours her into Ling Xiaohan's arms in front of all the housekeepers and servants in the whole living room.

The flour on her face rubbed against his chest.

"The flour is on."

Ji Qianchen waved two small hands, trying to get out of his arms.

"Wash your face, just in time."

"Don't you have a habit of cleanliness?" Ji Qianchen raised his head and asked with a smile.

"Cleanliness also varies from person to person."

Ling Xiaohan is hugging her on the sofa. I love you. I love you.

In the living room, servants, housekeepers, rob, Zhe and so on all sought refuge.

How far can I hide.

Holding xiaoyichen's nanny who came down from the upstairs, seeing the scene on the sofa, he hurriedly turned around with his child and ran back upstairs.

Ji Qianchen looked at the empty living room in dismay and asked Ling Xiaohan in a loud voice, "how can you see us one by one like seeing the plague?"

"Probably afraid of us."

"What are you afraid of us?"

"Blind their eyes..."

Lingxiao cold words are always a burst of blood.

Ji Qianchen, unable to laugh or cry, broke away from Ling Xiao's cold arms and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to see if the dumplings are ready."

Just got up, turned around and took two steps.

The Lingxiao cold Huo behind rose to catch up, from behind, will Ji Qianchen hold up.

"You..." Ji Qianchen is at a loss for the cold and deep eyes of Shangling owl.

Don't understand his intention at this time.

"I still don't eat dumplings. I prefer them You. "

Charming lips slightly raised a sinister arc, holding her straight up the stairs.

"Lingxiaohan, if you don't like my dumplings, you can just say that you don't like me at all. Besides, you are in the daytime. I'm hungry. I want to have lunch!"

Ji qianchenwo protested in his arms.

There was no one in the living room. Her voice was more arbitrary than usual.

"Feed me first."

After speaking, Ling Xiaohan returns to the master bedroom with Ji Qianchen in his arms.

What I didn't finish last night because of anger, I'll make it up now.

Ji Qianchen's petite body was thrown onto the big bed. Before she got up in a hurry, Ling Xiaohan rushed over and held her down. The hot breath came to her face.

The thin lips cover her sweet and soft mouth, one hand cuts her restless little hand over her head, and the other hand slowly extends from the bottom of her clothes