Chapter 192 (2/2)
Seeing that Ji Naitang was dressed in neat clothes, Zhuo Xiaozhen could not help but feel relieved. As it turned out, it was not live broadcast just now, but from their perspective, it was easy to misunderstand the past.
Because the idea just now was too stupid, so Zhuo didn't want to say it. He was just about to find a reason to excuse him. However, Yao Yuanjing, who was around him, asked, ”is it finished so soon? CEN Muqi is not good at handling affairs! ”
”Work? What can I do for you? ” Ji Naitang is confused. Zhuo Xiaoxuan wants to find a rag to stop Yao Yuanjing's mouth. Unfortunately, he is holding a dish of vegetables in one hand and can't make it.
Yao Yuanjing, who didn't feel embarrassed at all, continued: ”don't pretend. We saw you on the sofa just now. You two are really tut tut ~”
Ji Naitang couldn't help but jerk at the corner of his mouth and understood his meaning. Just now he threw himself on Cen Muqi and gave him a kiss, so they probably misunderstood him.
Because looking from the kitchen door, there is a large potted plant blocking some of the line of sight, which may cause some visual misunderstanding.
”Yao Yuanjing, I suggest you test your IQ when you have time.”
After Ji Naitang finished speaking, he squeezed into the kitchen and took the dishes. Zhuo Xiaoyun quickly took the dishes out. The four people sat down and had dinner together. After dinner, Yao Yuanjing said he was too lazy to move, so he stayed here.
Zhuo Xiaoyun could not easily stay with Yao Yuanjing. Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity, so he also lived together. This time, he did not have to sleep in the living room.
In the evening, after Ji Naitang and Cen Muqi have a bath, CEN Muqi is ready to hold Ji Naitang and have a good intimate relationship, but Ji Naitang has no idea.
CEN Muqi said seriously: ”Ji Tiantian, you really don't pay more and more attention to me now.”
”It's not that you don't pay attention to it.” Ji Naitang couldn't help but look at the door of the room and said in a low voice, ”I just want to listen to the door of the guest room.”