Chapter 1690

Leng jiuchen is really happy.

Since the presidential palace proposed the marriage issue, he has been uncomfortable. After enduring it for such a long time, how can he not be happy now that he finally has a chance to get away?

"Sorry for Yiming, I want to help you collect your pocket."

Cold nine Chen but looking at Huo Sikai way: "he sooner or later want to get married, Mei Ning is good, ration him what bad?"

Hoskey sighed again: "it's sad that Meining was pushed back and forth by you."

Leng jiuchen slightly squinted: "as the daughter of the president, you have everything that others don't have. You always have to pay. That's life."

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In autumn, there is more rain.

It rained for three days without stopping.

And these three days, Xiang Qiuci will stay in the villa, reading, listening to music, eating, sleeping, infinite cycle.

Leng jiuchen is too busy to be seen, but every night she comes back at the right time when she is sleeping. One night she is warm. When she wakes up the next day, she disappears again.

She is very worried that if it goes on like this, there will be an accident. After all, Leng jiuchen doesn't take any measures and won't let her take medicine.

"Miss Xiang, it's time for dinner."

Just thinking about it, the servant stood by the door and spoke softly.

Then she realized that it was dark.

Very helpless sigh, gently nodded: "well, I know."

He got up from the sofa and went downstairs with the servant.

As soon as I got to the restaurant, I heard a car honking outside the building.

She frowned slightly and saw the housekeeper and servants running towards the door-

"Miss Xiang, the young master is back!" One side servant is very excited mouth remind.

To autumn porcelain Leng for a while, gently nod, then go to the dining table, sit in the position that oneself are used to sit.

Looking at Qiuci, instead of going out to meet her, she sat at the dining table, and the servant stopped talking.

Although Xiang Qiuci's identity can't be seen, the people in the villa all know that their young master loves her, so they dare not tell her what to do.

The most important thing is that it is said that their young master wants to retire from the presidential palace. I don't know whether it's true or not. If it's true, the one in front of them may be their real president's wife. Where can they offend.

After a while, there was a welcome from the door.

Then Leng jiuchen, who was wearing a green coat, came in through the door with frost.

"Young master, Miss Xiang is in the restaurant," said the housekeeper

Cold nine Chen light eh a, then took off the overcoat to hand to the side of the lieutenant officer to walk toward the dining room direction.

See to autumn porcelain sitting quietly in front of the dining table with dinner, cold nine Chen eyeground slowly across a warm current.

However, he didn't look at Qiuci from entering the door to the dining table to sitting opposite her.

He picked his eyebrows, got up from his position, walked to Qiuci, then sat next to her, reached out and pulled her free hand.

"What's the matter?"

To autumn porcelain earned for a while did not break away, frown at him, light voice way: "not how."

"Not happy?"

Cold nine Chen said, raised a hand to touch again to touch the face of autumn porcelain, feel smooth unimaginable.

Xiang Qiuci's ears are slightly red. People are standing beside the restaurant. He really doesn't know.

The lieutenant coughed and said to the servants, "go down."

"Yes."

Don't think, cold nine Chen lift an eye to look at him way: "you also go down."

Lieutenant: "I'm not sure."

After waiting for the people in the restaurant to be cleared out, Leng jiuchen is more unscrupulous. He reaches out and hugs Qiuci in his arms.