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Chapter 519 good proposal

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Qin Shuang's legs were still weak until the morning two days later, when she was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast and waiting for Chen Jing to pick her up to go out.

He Zhiyao is definitely not a human compared to a dog.

Didn't she just come back from filming for more than a month?
Wasn't it just when he was looking for her that he was temporarily added to the show and left him in the hotel?
Why is he torturing her to death like Su Suo half his life?

It was only the next day that she came back to her senses, what was the meaning behind all those gaudy things He Zhiyao gave her.

He was purely taking revenge on her for leaving him alone in the filming.

Oh, dog, than.

With a sullen face, Qin Shuang took the heart-shaped fried egg specially made by auntie on the dinner plate as He Zhiyao, and poked hard on the fried egg with the fork.

He poked it hard twice.

He Zhiyao came down from upstairs, rolled up half of his sleeves, put his hand on her side and bent down, "No appetite?"

Qin Shuang felt the heat in his ears, and smirked: "Yes."

As he spoke, he forked half of the fried egg that she had just poked in half with a fork.

But before he had time to hand it to his mouth, He Zhiyao stopped her, grabbed her hand, and stuffed the forked fried egg into his mouth: "It tastes good, no wonder it made Mrs. He have an appetite."

Qin Shuang: "..."

To be honest, she has no appetite at all right now.

And she suspected that He Zhiyao, a bastard, had something to say.

But at this moment, Qin Shuang didn't want to argue with him at all.

When He Zhiyao began to act, he estimated that she would not be able to leave this door today.

Qin Shuang's eyes kept drifting towards the door.

He Zhiyao directly raised his hand to cover her eyes.

Qin Shuang: "...what are you doing?"

"Mrs. He doesn't seem very happy." He Zhiyao pulled a chair next to him with one hand, sat down, wrapped Qin Shuang's waist with one hand, and pulled him into his lap.

Qin Shuang twitched the corners of her lips.

Anyone who was dragged and forcibly studied the postures of the ancient dog-blood novels for two days and two nights, can they be happy now? ?
What about the face?

Forget it, she forgot, He Zhiyao doesn't have such a thing.

"Ms. He's filming will take another 45 days." He Zhiyao clasped her waist with one hand and rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice slightly lowered.

Qin Shuang blinked.

Yes, 45 days.

well.

I don't plan to go home these 45 days.

Qin Shuang's mood suddenly turned cloudy.

She tried her best to suppress the corners of her lips that were crazily raised.

Then I heard He Zhiyao's devilish voice coming from my ear: "Mrs. He is so happy?"

Qin Shuang was afraid that she would actually laugh out loud by accident.

Hastily changed the subject: "Ah, I remembered, I really have something to tell you. Is your hospital project going to start?"

Thank God, she finally remembered what she was going to say to He Zhiyao, and she promised Mingxi to find a way to let He Zhiyao catch Xu Ji first, and not let Xu Ji go to Beijing.

In the past two days, He Zhiyao made her dizzy, and she almost forgot the business.

"Well, it's only this month, what? Mrs. He is worried that I don't have time to find you? I sent Jin Ming to my brother for the project report yesterday. When Xing Xing is on holiday this weekend, I will send him to Beijing."

Before He Zhiyao finished speaking, the smile on Qin Shuang's face froze.

Also forgetting half of what she just said.

At this moment, only one thought popped into her mind, and she couldn't help asking: "Could it be that you want to say that after the stars are sent to Beijing, you will come with me to the set?"

He Zhiyao let out a muffled laugh.

Then he squeezed Qin Shuang's waist hard with his hands: "Thank you Mrs. He for your good suggestion."

"Admissible."

(End of this chapter)