Chapter 11 (1/2)

”The beauty has gone to sleep.”

The evil laughter of a woman was almost intolerable.

Ji Tianqi also smiles, his voice is sincere,

”Thank you, sister.”

On the phone, a woman called out,

”Hey, sister, I'm shy ~ ~”

Vernon Ji's voice was slightly serious,

”Tianmiao, I'll work hard for you in the past two months, daddy and Mommy --”

Without waiting for Vernon Ji to finish, a woman on the phone suddenly became disgusted and yelled,

”Brother, when did you become so fussy!

It's the whole family that talks so much. I'm so tired of reading it!

Daddy and Mommy also absolutely must support

”I see.”

Ji Tianqi nodded with a smile.

Ji Tianmiao's tone is even more disgusting and arrogant,

”That's about the same.

But, brother, in two months, are you sure to be a beauty? ”

Vernon Ji raised his head slightly, and the stars blinked in the quiet night sky,

”I don't believe your brother's charm so much?”

Ji Tianmiao smiles happily,

“OK！ I believe my brother, and I will take the beauty home

”Of course!”

”I won't tell you, brother. I'm dead. I've just sent you the document you want.

Little sister, I don't want to disturb the world of you and beauty. I'm going to harass the world of daddy and Mommy!

Hey, hey ~~~”

”Go ahead, be careful of being rejected.”

”My parents will not dislike me!”

”Hang up.”

Before he hung up, Vernon Ji heard his sister's excited cry on the phone,

”Father, mother, brother, he...”

Vernon Ji shakes his head with a smile and hangs up the phone.

Evil evil eyes, in the piece of ink dyed curtain, rich dark become more deep burning, invisible eyes.

Hold the beauty back

AI Qianqian?

Under the white moonlight, the man's thin and cool red lips smile lightly.

In the daytime, it looks like the outline of evil, coquettish and arrogant. At this moment, it is like the beautiful man coming out of ancient Chinese paintings.

A cold and affectionate fan Liang, people can not help heartache.

……

early morning.

”Hula”---

The big water pink curtain on the second floor of the partition pulled away from the room.

This is the first thing AI Qianqian does when he gets up. He opens the curtain, bathes in the morning sun, breathes fresh air, and then starts every day.

In the golden and pink dawn, you can even see the floating dust in the air.

AI Qianqian stretches with a bleary face and faces the bright sunrise out of the window with the special hazy light when he just wakes up.

The small mouth of peach natural powder is rising slowly.

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Just as AI Qianqian leaned forward slightly to activate his muscles and bones, he saw the panoramic view of his downstairs living room.

See only---